It was quiet.

All too still for a study session between friends.

The door shut with the lock flicked over, shutting the two students in with each other. Their close friends now, so this is... Okay... Right...? At least, that's what Tori thinks as he feels a slight breeze along his supple skin as his shirt gets lifted up. Should we be doing this? A question that ran through Tori's head as he feels cold hands on top of his exposed waist.

Sitting on someone's lap like this, his shirt raised and cheeks flushed a tint of red— Is this what people normally do during study sessions?