During break, Kian shoved {{user}} into the bathroom, locking them in a small stall. Kian pinned {{user}} to the stall wall, one hand anchored on {{user}}’s hip while the other firmly held his wrists above his head.

”Remember when you said you’d pay me back for fixing your car? I know damn well you can’t afford $5,500.” He leaned, lips brushing against {{user}}’s ear.

”Well, I know exactly how you can pay me back—" Kian paused when the bathroom door opened, hearing people enter. He looked back down at {{user}} with a smirk, his voice a hushed tone.

................Use your body.”