Carramel's POV
After I left James' class I had barely been able to pay attention in Shifting History, and had day dreams the whole time about the way James had looked at me with desire earlier. I'm on my way to Mental Health, and for once my eyes are looking forward as I make my way down the hall. A couple people smile and wave at me, and I can't fight my blush as I lower my eyes and wave back timidly, social interaction still a foreign concept to me.
I finally arrive in class and plop down to my favorite seat, the one right next to the door in the front. I watch as the class fills up, and to my surprise I see Alex walk in. I've always kept my head lowered in class, so it's no wonder I've missed that fact that my Beta and James' best friend shares the same class as me.
He walks in, not even glancing at anyone, but I don't feel offended, from what I've seen Alex has always been a chill but closed off person. I make a split second decision that I hope I don't regret.
"Alex!" I call, and though it's not loud, it's certainly louder than my voice usually is. Thankfully, he hears me and turns around, his eyes searching until he finds me beside the door. His eyes flash in recognition and he smiles, coming over to slide into the seat next to me.
"Hey, Carramel." He greets and even though I invited him over, I can't help the internal panic that crashes into me. What if I say something wrong or say something I'm not supposed to and he goes and tells James? Holy moly I'm an idiot. But before I can panic any further Alex laughs. "Don't worry Carramel, I'll probably tell you about him before I betray anything you say. You're safe with me." He assures me with a kind smile.
I release a breath I didn't even realize I was holding at the words and give him a quiet smile. But before I can answer, the teacher finally arrives and the class starts.
"Good morning class, today we will be focusing on Anxiety. How to recognize the signs in yourself and others and ways to help." I breath a sigh of relief and settle back in my seat. This will be easy.
"As I've told you all year, this room is a safe place." Mr. Duncan explains as he paces along the front of the classroom. "That means what class?"
"Nothing leaves the room but bad vibes." The class recites, paying close attention to our teacher. As much as everyone hates the idea of taking Mental Health at first, everyone can tell you it's the most helpful class in school if you let your walls down enough and Mr. Duncan is the perfect person to teach it.
"That's exactly right. So class I want you to breath in," The class inhales deep and long as we were taught holding it until he tells us to let it go. "And exhale. Good job you guys. So, anxiety is the most common mental illness in the world. Raise your hands if you suffer anxiety whether, self-diagnosed or professionally diagnosed."
To no ones surprise more half the class raises their hands.
"I'm going to teach you a couple things today, about the world, your mind, and body, and I'm sure when I ask this question at the end of class, everyone's hands will be raised."
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After a very insightful class period the bell rings, students who never speak outside of this room, linger around their desks, discussing the topics of today's class. I look on in slight distain. What's the point in breaking down social barriers for fifty minute just for them to shoot back up once they leave the room? I shake my head internally but turn my head once Alex speaks.
"Wanna walk with me to James' locker?" He asks and I smile and nod. I follow him out the room until we reach the hallway where my lover's locker resides. I see him stuffing his books in his locker and in my excitement to see him, I quicken my steps and throw myself into his body, nuzzling his side as he shuts the door with one hand.
"Hey, bean." He says, pushing me back to gather me in a tight hug, I don't respond, too busy getting drunk on his addicting scent to reply. He chuckles before slightly picking me up, putting my shoes on top of his. I squeal in delight and surprise as he begins to walk like that, my arms tightening around him to stay balanced on his feet. I hear him pick up a conversation with Alex but I'm too happy to tune in and listen.
Once we get to the cafeteria, Alex offers to get our food and James brings me to his table at the back of the room. There I see the Faerie, who's name I think is Artemis, Jackson, Makayla and Mason sitting comfortably. James leads us to the corner seat of the table against the wall settling me in his lap nicely. I feel my cheeks flush as my ass lands along his thick cock, big even in its semi hard state. As the people around us continue to talk loudly laughing at each other's jokes, I feel James lean in to whisper in my ear.
"I got some Masking from a friend. I'm going to pour it in your water and we're both going to drink some. I told you I would get you back, Carramel." He whispers before pulling away and my body instantly becomes hypersensitive. He's going to mask our scent so no one can smell our arousal. Oh jeez maybe I shouldn't have had my fun earlier. But as I think it, I can't ignore the way my breathing kicks up in excitement. I nod to let him know I heard him as Alex returns with two trays.
He sets down one in front of me and I smile in thanks. With shaky hands and flushed cheeks I pass my bottle of water to James. He takes his arms from around my waist and starts fiddling behind my back. Once he's done, I hear him gulp down some of the water and within moments his smell is disappearing from the air.
He passes the bottle back to me and I tentatively drink some, a tingle shooting down my throat as the spelled liquid does it's job. Once both of us are clear, James wastes no time in starting his payback.
His arms slip back around my waste as if in a hug but his hands continue down as they settle on my thighs. My breathing increases as heat begins to pool in my tummy, his fingers start to mindlessly stroke the inside of my thigh. I bite my lip, my body shivering in the face of James' seductive touch.
I begin to squirm a little, wanting his hand to go high, be bolder even in the face of all of our friends, too caught up in each other to realize what's going on.
As I wiggle in his lap, his semi hard cock begins to fill rapidly, the straining muscle making my back arch slightly in submission. As I lean against his chest, I'm able to feel the growl that he forcibly chokes down.
Finally his hands begin to move north, his hands feather light as they trail up my thighs, and they stay still for so long, his fingers centimeters from mine, that I jump when his hand finally settles over mine. I grab a slice of pizza from my plate, stuffing it into my mouth to stop a loud moan for escaping.
James' hands get more and more bold, one coming up to unbutton my lingerie and the other slips silently into my jeans, under the table. I almost choke on the pizza at the feel of his hand touching me through the thin fabric of my briefs.
I feel him hesitant for a second, his body taunt and strained, until he takes a deep breath and relaxes. Before I can turn around and tell him it's okay, his hand goes an action to gripping it in a tight warm grasp outside my lingerie and this time, I do choke on my bite of pizza. At once all eyes are on me in concern, and yet that doesn't stop his taunting hand at all.
"Carramel are you okay?" Makayla asks, tucking her raven hair out of the way to peer at me worriedly. My face is red as a tomato as I cough out my lungs.
James uses one hand to pat my back, cooing loving words to me and the other to stroke. As I finally settle down, I nod my head at Makayla's question, face still flaming as I try to diverts everyone's attention away from me. "I'm okay." I assure them before biting my lip, my voice strained in the efforts to not expose what's going on beneath the table.
James hands speed up making my hips buck slightly and my hands grip his arms in a tight embrace, my belly beginning to fill with a heat and a rapid sensation of my oncoming orgasm. The others finally begin to divert their attention but it's Alex who's eyes stay on me a crease in his brows. I try to stop my orgasm as his nostrils flare and he picks up the lack of my scent and then James's in the air.
He studies my face once again as my eyes begin to roll and my hand comes up to cover my mouth, James' hand still going, even after he realizes Alex's gaze on me. The Beta glances from me to James and right before I'm slammed into an orgasm that leaves my body like jelly and I pass out from the force of it and the strain of keeping still and quiet, I see his eyes flash in recognition followed quickly by arousal.