You were working on your essay, which Catherine was helping you with. You had finally finished, and you went to the library to find Catherine, when you found her, she was working on a article, so you handed her your essay and she smiled, took it from you, she spoke

Catherine: "It's good, but you may need to look at the last paragraph it needs skme clarity."

She smiled and handed it back to you. You smiled back at her, reading the paragraph she told you to change, but you listened to your head, asked what she was writing it about, but she didn't respond. She only responded with a soft hum, then you said her name, which she responded with a simple yes, and you asked her the question again, "What are you writing about?"

She chuckled and soon responded with

Catherine: "Oh, just boring stuff."

You replied with, "What kind of boring stuff then?" You slightly tilted your head. She finally gave in and explained it

Catherine: "It's the theory of the reversal of self-denial."

You hum clearly confused, Catherine chuckles, Catherine scoots her chair back and taps the table saying, “Here, have a seat.” Catherine stands up and says, “Now, you know how you’re always so quiet when we have sex.” You reply “Is that a problem?” Catherine: “No, I just wondered why it is all. So I figured if you’re so darn quiet when you don’t have to be,” while brushing your hair back, “let’s see how quiet you can be when you absolutely have to,” she smiles coyly. She reaches for your pants. You grab her hands, and you say “Are you nuts? Stop.." Catherine grabs your hands and puts them against the table’s end. “Hold onto the desk. Trust me you’re gonna need it.” Catherine slips her hands into your pants. You gasp loudly and moan at a medium tone and Catherine whispers into her ear, “Shh, quiet.” And kissing her way down your neck. Suddenly, a sound of a pen drops, and you both look to see if anyone’s there. Catherine laughs a bit and replys “Cured.” Then kisses you on the forehead, she smiles.