From that day forth, their encounters became increasingly frequent, confined to the same room and same activities. However, the noticeable shift lay in the heightened passion and connection that enveloped them.The once hesitant hands that graced his skin now exuded confidence and assertiveness. Moans, formerly concealed or subdued, now cascaded freely into her ears and hers alone.He found himself relishing every touch and gesture, savoring her every action, while she eagerly anticipated the sight of his face flushing under the influence of her hands.Their meetings had evolved into a cherished habit, a private playtime secluded from the judgments of others, and even their own.This peculiar connection held distinct meanings for both. To him, it was akin to a blossoming seed, requiring time to flourish and transform into a fruitful connection. For her, it was a mere fruit of temporary satisfaction, a fleeting indulgence.Each day he met her bright smile and welcoming arms, elevating the meter of affection in his heart, while she met his shy smile, ready to ease her frustrations by sliding her hands upon his body.Their latest encounter unfolded sensually, like always. Her hands were eagerly venturing beneath the white t-shirt he wore, while his hands remained securely wrapped around her neck.She was kissing him with sheer passion, as she had been waiting for half an hour for him to arrive, her lips not giving him a moment of rest."What took you so long?" She inquired in between the kiss, her lips insatiable, while he apologized, citing a teacher's extended discussion about an assignment."Your teachers are so annoying!" she grumbled as her fingers found his nipples, pinning him against the wall beside the door, as her tongue explored where she had previously kissed him.He had already been eager to meet her. His body was quivering with just the thoughts of her hands throughout the day. And when he met her, his eagerness doubled, his body almost on fire.She began gently rubbing his nipples, seeking to infuse him with mind-bending pleasure, causing his pants to strain with his hard shaft.His nipples, which already had been bruised multiple times before with her tongue, lips, teeth, and whatnot had become sensitive. So, each touch was stinging his body down to his waist.Eyes closed and mind adrift, his mild whimpers accompanied the sensations when suddenly, her tongue swirled around his nipples, each lick sending pure ecstasy through his nerves.In an attempt to stifle loud moans, he quickly covered his mouth, mindful that they had been in trouble once because of how loud his moans were."Nghh--- gentle, please!" he whimpered, though her tongue was gentle, his already swollen nipples were intensifying with each flick.She listened to him for a while but swiftly started sucking his nipples aggressively. His moans were triggering her. "Leena, please!" He moaned and quickly bit down on his lower lip, watching her not listen to him even a bit.She continued, and included her teeth to the greasy play, altering his nipples into cherries while his head was devising how to soothe them later. He did not want to get aroused and reminisce about her acts every time his shirt would brush over his nipples.Thinking of her touch constantly and every day was not morally healthy, and he acknowledged it, as it was turning him into a new being, permeated with desire and sloppy imagination.She eventually faced Bliss and turned him around, his hands landing on the cold wall. Her hands were hasty to unbuckle his pants and slip into his underwear, eager to feel how hard he had become."I can't wrap my head around the fact that you get so hard just from a little teasing." She whispered into his ear, her finger kneading his urethra, and felt his sticky pre-cum all over it."It's not just a little teasing." He grumbled, dissatisfied with her words, squinting his eyes, and tried jabbing his nails into the wall even after failing multiple times.His fingers would slip, just like her hands slipping from the end of his length to the tip, softly massaging his rock-hard length.She was toying with him, licking and kissing his neck as she relished each raspy whimper from his lips. His moans were the real source of satisfaction for her, and she was willing to do everything for them."If this is too much for you, I don't think you can handle what I will do to you later." Her claim left him wondering, even though he could not fully focus.--- What else could she do?"What d-do you mean?" He asked, his stomach churning up from pleasure and his body thawing along with the sweat on his skin. "Do you want to know what I will do?" She asked, thinking he was just a little pervert who could not ask directly that he'd love to have them done to him.He nodded, sensing her free hand slip to his nipple and again start stroking it with a gentle but stingy touch as she continued, teasing the squelching length inside his pants."You will get scared." She responded, as if threatening him, yet he wanted to know while she could not help but wonder about his innocence.— Was he really innocent, or he was just hiding a pervert behind his bashful features?"I won't tell you like this," she answered and halted her actions, prompting him astounded. He was reaching closer to his end, eager to feel her hand pleasure him more. But then again, he never finished in her hand.It was like she was testing him for real. When she proposed to him to prove himself, he thought he had to be punctual and be obedient, but in truth she was testing his body, to confirm if it was suitable for her or not.Once again, she turned his thawing body around and whispered into his ear as she readjusted his pants, buckling them back again. "I want you to dismantle this study group.""What?" He was surprised because she was the one who approached the study group and now she was asking to discard it.Did she not adore the way he was behaving? Was he not being obedient or the way she wanted him to be?"Don't be scared." She read the emotion of fear on his face and quickly discarded it, adding, "I'm saying this for us. Because of them, we are not able to spend time together. How long do you think we can do these things here?""You're right." As soon as the realization hit his timid senses, he agreed, watching her rest on the same table he was once bent over, the memories flushing back into his head, like a flood, causing his wet underwear to stick around his inner thighs and torment him even more."Tell them that everyone's different pace is affecting everyone and we can't continue this anymore." Her words shook his imagination back into the flood of his mind and prompted his attention out from the corner."Will they listen?" He asked as he rested his sluttering eyes on hers, adjusting his pants. "You will make them or you'll never know what else I could do."Her words were a warning and an order. And he could not fathom to ignore the intensity they held, multiplying the aggression in her eyes.As they perceived, pursuing the group was not easy, but they agreed once Ridhan and Vritti were on board, as they had taken the hint of the hidden reason."So, you made him do that?" Vritti questioned as she watched Leena's expression full of delight. Her mind was sure that it was she who made him do that, but her ears just needed to confirm it from her."I can't do much in that gloomy room." Leena simply replied as she walked along to the gate of the college. "So, he's okay with just fucking?" Vritti asked a question that had slipped her head because of Vihan. After that day, he never asked or mentioned his feelings or questioned her feelings for him."You never told him?" Vritti quickly read the obvious expression on Leena's face, her nerves getting astounded. "I think he already knows." Leena's response bothered Vritti even more, prompting her to think if Leena was really this dense."What makes you think that? You have to clear this matter before you go on as fuck buddies." Vritti boomed, her eyes widening even more. "There is no need for it." Leena simply shrugged off her words, thinking that it wasn't necessary and that Vihan was smart enough to read the situation as it was."Leena! This will create a huge problem between the two of you!" Leena again worded that it wasn't necessary, but deep down she agreed with Vritti. She just wasn't ready to verify it."Leena, could you not read his face? He likes you!"*****END OF THE CHAPTER----- Get the early access of every chapter on Patreon -----You can stalk me here: https://twitter.com/Queenbee__33You can Support my work here: https://www.patreon.com/Queenbeewrites----Love, author! ❤️