The classes Jinxed picked seemed harmless: Oral Techniques, Social Networking, a Dirty Talking Language course, and Environmental Fashion for Babes with some more Sexy Heel Strut for Sissies. It was still early in the morning, but whatever dream he just had, his body didn't want him to remember. Giving a sigh, he got out of bed and went into their shared bathroom. Standing over the sink, he splashed cool water over his face. He turned off the tap and rubbed his eyes.
"Wait," His face seemed softer, his jawline was less obvious than usual and his eyes had a tinkle to them. He traced his finger below his cheek before flicking his cheek and giving a sigh of defeat.
This was reality now.
Jinx dried his face and fell into his bed again, drinking in the quiet moment he had and wondered about the classes he had picked. After about an hour and a half, he went over to Lisa's bed.
"Hey, Lisa," he pressed gently against her mattress, "Lisa." He shook her shoulder slightly. She yawned.
"Not too close." She shuffled away.
"Sorry, right," stepping away, he continued, "hey, so, since the two day settling period is over, I wanted to check if I had any classes with either of you." The briefs felt oddly nice against his smooth skin as he knelt down.
"Yeah, we can check." Lisa yawned. She rubbed her eyes while turning to face him. "The classes I have are Obedience Training, Maid Servicing, Anal Training and Foreplay for Submissive Sluts. I don't have the course for high heel training as much as you do; down the track, they replace it will pole dancing. It is kind of fun, but it gets stren.... strenu.... stre...." she shook her head, "hard to keep it up. God, those drugs."
"Are you alright?" Jinx shifted but Lisa threw her hands up.
"Don't... touch me." she sighed. "Sorry, I just don't want a repeat of last time." Her hands fell on top of her eyes.
"That's okay. But, what's wrong?"
"Those drugs mess with your head after a while. But, yeah, am I in any of your classes?" she asked.
"Besides the high heels strutting and the pole dancing down the track, no." Jinx said. Lisa rolled over to face him.
"Hey, I'll be here to help you out, okay? Just be careful, Jus-Jinx." she smiled. There it was again, her lips and her words didn't line up. But he was too distracted by a fluttering feeling swell inside of him.
"O-- okay." he finally manage to blurt. Lisa's smile grew wider. "I have Oral Techniques, Social Networking and a Dirty Talking Language course as my electives." Jinx continued. Lisa nodded.
"Katie has Oral Techniques and a Dirty Talking course too. You both might be in the same classes, but keep an eye on her. If she says she wants to study, make an excuse." From Lisa's expression, Jinx could guess what she saw Katie do.
"Alright, thanks." Jinx stood up to get back to his bed.
"We have to look-- look...." she trailed off.
"Are you alright? Is it the drugs again?" Jinx hesitated, unsure what would help more.
"Is.... is that your morning wood?" Lisa whispered. Dread pumped through Jinx's body. He threw his hands over his briefs.
"I'm so sorry." he sputtered. He sheepishly took one step away.
"It's.... fine. It's... natural." Lisa ran her tongue along her lips again before throwing her blanket over her. As it flew over her, Jinx caught a glimpse of her cleavage. "Just give me time, sorry." her voice was muffled.
The image was still there, lingering in his mind. Staring at them turned her on, and right now he was getting turned on too much too. Jinx fell into his bed and stretched. Bad idea. The material was silky smooth against his bare skin which almost caused him to let out a moan. What was going to happen next?