The air felt hot, stuffy, but you found comfort in knowing that Saeko’s hands were already busy taking your clothes off. You could feel your heart pounding against your ribs as your teeth pressed into the side of her neck, making her choke out a groan.

You knew this was coming the moment she locked her door, and you were ready, you knew what you wanted. Now you smelled like her, and it made your head spin in the best way. Your hands tugged her leather jacket off, and you were doing her a favour, because it was just so hot.

“I’ve got you, pretty girl.” She hummed, her hands moving to open the locked drawer in her bedside table, that contained every item she’d use to keep you up all night.