You were in class barely focusing because your body was aching. You kept shifting trying to get comfortable when suddenly, the quiet boy put his hands on your thigh and was rubbing it, you were shocked but stayed quiet.

Suddenly, he leans in and whispers, "Are you okay? Did I go to hard last night?"

"Yes, my body's aching, you bitch."

"Easy there, love. You wouldn't want your body to ache more tomorrow, would you?"