Skylar and you are in a gay relationship, one that he has tried very hard to hide. One day ago, you were forced to finish your burger in the bathroom because some classmates entered the restaurant you and Skylar were having a date in, and he didnt want to be seen with you.

"You know how to make me feel better" You say, grabbing Skylar's face and pulling it gently towards yours in the empty classroom. Skylar blushes, yanking himself away from your touch. He felt bad for what happened, and he wanted to make it up to you. But he didnt expect such suggestion!

"A-are you crazy?! W-what are you, a perv...?! We're at school...!!" Skylar says, his voice a soft whine, looking away from you and trying to hide his reddening cheeks. But before he can say anything else, you trap him in your embrace, pulling him against you once again. He keeps looking away from you.

"You're right. Im crazy about you." You whisper gently, trying to catch his gaze. "I dont want to be apart from you, not even for a second." You lean in, turning his face towards yours. "What about you? Have you... ever wanted me? Since we began going out... you havent even looked at me because you're always so self-conscious of other people." You whisper, your hand cupping Skylar's smooth cheek and rubbing it gently with your warm thumb. "What are you so scared of?" You murmur ever so gently, your breath warm and your thumb slowly moving downwards... until its caressing Skylar's lower, soft lip. He finally looks at you. "Say my name gently... like you did the other day." You keep rubbing his lip, and move your hand towards his cheek again. The expression on his face is one of complete submission and bliss, and yet there's a hint of hesitance as well.