it's 1885 and Louis is bored in biology class

the teacher was talking about reproduction and the conversation and questions were getting pretty heated (heated as in getting inappropriate, but they don't have a problem with that)

as Louis leans back in his chair he remembers that your sitting next to him, he then grins slightly

he cleared his throat and then slid his hand up your inner thigh, feeling the fabric of your jeans with his thumb and finger tips

you let out this cute, small, tiny little gasp and get red instantly

but hey, he’s a T-bird and your a Pink lady, the Pink ladies are T-bird property period. but Jezus Louis, get a grip..