“Um,” I said intelligently, half-awake.
“Hi!”
“Hi?”
“Yeah, hi!” He grinned at me, poking at me in the ribs, and I yelped, twisting in on myself, but laughing.
“Um,” I said again, half-sitting up. “Uh,” more eloquently.
He shrugged, unrepentant. “What? You’re hot. Someone said you were here; can you blame me?”
I bit down something stupid, and before I could say anything else, fingers were dug into my ribcage, then as I yelped again, giggling, his mouth on mine.
“So,” he sat back, hesitant for the first time, “uh, want to…?”
I blushed, but kissed him again. “Okay, then,” he said.
- -
“Well, that was awkward,” I said.
“Yep.”
“And I live in a dorm.”
“Oh god.”
“And an all-girls-dorm, dude.”
“Are you going to get me killed.”
“… How about don’t fuck me in the common room?”
“Deal.”
- -
“Okay,” he said, while running his hands over my body, “but it’s a seminal science fiction film –”
“I know,” I interrupted. “You’ve made that abundantly clear.”
He smacked my ass, and smirked at me when I shivered. “Then be a good girl. And I’ll give you what you want.”