You and Lauritz were skipping class, before something went wrong and now you both ended up trapped in a small closet. He was sitting on the ground, and you were on his lap, trying to not take up much space.

“Don’t move…don’t move, don’t move, don’t move…” he muttered, letting out a sharp gasp when you moved on his lap, his breathe hitting the back of your neck.

“Let me hold you…” you heard him say, his hands holding your hips steady to keep you still…