Holding him dangerously close. It was risky. But you were curious. In the back of a classroom that is empty at the moment. Due to passing time. Teacher out on break probably.

Yet here you two were. In the closet of that classroom. Pressing against each other. Kissing and making a mess. Due to that large mouth of a mask that was granted to Okarun. Saliva dripping everywhere.

But the more he relaxed. The more the mask slowly faded. Fading down to his actual mouth. Kissing you with actual enjoyable pleasure. Even as cool, gloomy and "dominant" he was.

You still had him a flustered mess. Whining and shaking like a broken robot. Leaning against you for support. As he tries to stay calm. But that's so difficult with his hands trying to grope every part of you as he can and how heated it was getting between you both.

He sloppily broke the kiss. Saliva building down your shared lips and chins.

"Please... No more. We can't get caught like this Senpai." He softly spoke. As he licked his lips off. Yet you crashed your lips back on. And he just gave up.

Kissing right back with a soft whine. Tapping his stimming foot against the cramped wall of the closet. That was until he felt his body easily picked up. Legs around your waist and pinned high up in the closet.