In the end, Vic and Devi never ended up having actual sex, at least, in the narrow definition of it, and that was fine by Vic, who did not come to her room that evening with specifically that act in mind. It also seemed to be completely fine by Devi, who appeared more than satisfied by the three orgasms he had given her. One of those was while he had been sitting on top of her, his hand leaning behind him as he fingered her, while his own hard member was wedged between Devi’s ample breasts as his hips thrust it forwards and backwards. It was only a short while after Devi contracted over his tiring fingers, as she moaned so hard that he thought they would wake the whole dorm up, that he himself came, covering her breasts, neck and face in the second helping of hot white juices that he released that evening.
And when they were both fully satisfied, he also found no reason to run. Instead, he had stayed, and after snuggling up to a fully naked Devi, himself also in the nude, he fell asleep, and woke up only at the sound of Devi’s alarm calling them to get up for a new school day. Evelyn was already up at that point, and when Vic sleepily got himself out of the blankets to sit on the side of the bed, she cheerfully said “Well good morning,” while staring at his crotch. Without panicking, but dutifully covering himself up with a corner of the blanket, he said, “Oops,” and then added, “I guess we should get going to class.
“I’ll see you there,” Devi said, no complications or awkwardness hanging between them, and for the first time Vic actually believed that he could do this just fine.
Fortune smiled on him again as he made his way out of the girls’ dorm, bumping in to Marcia in the hallway, who stared at him in curious amazement as he passed and then asked, “Are you serious?”
“Like, I said, I’m dead serious,” Vic answered, and didn’t pause to chat.
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Having to haul back all the way to the boys’ dormitory to go get changed into his school uniform almost caused him to be late to Mrs. Alberts’s class. As much as he was getting more comfortable with being a Dampgate student, he still had zero desire to face the punishment meted out to boys who were late to her class – naked jumping jacks in front of the whole class for two minutes straight.
“Hey buddy, congratulations,” Owen said from behind him, putting his hands on Vic’s shoulders and giving him a hearty shake. “Heard you finally decided to pull that stick out of your ass.”
Vic was about to answer but then Mrs. Alberts interrupted. “Gentlemen, please settle down, I’m sure you can all discuss Vic’s magic fingers after class.” There was a roll of laughter that went through the room, but Vic found that he didn’t mind it.
When he joined up with his friends at their lockers before lunch, Liz was already in a heated discussion with Marcia, as much as the soft-spoken Liz could get heated up.
“I just think no one will notice that he used the passive voice here,” Liz said.
“Maybe most people, but Ms. Dong will,” Marcia answered.
“In your opinion maybe.”
“It’s hardly my opinion that it’s significant that everywhere else he mostly says ‘I love you’ and then only once he says ‘you are loved’. Anybody should be able to see that,” Marcia said, and despite the seeming arrogance of her words didn’t sound as cocky about as say Sabor would.
“Anybody?” Liz asked, her tone really turning icy by this point.
“Yes, I think so.”
“Why don’t you just ask Sabor what he thinks the next time you’re sucking him off,” Liz said, turning away and leaving. Agnes widened her eyes in a “Can you believe the fuss she’s kicking up?” face and then quickly followed her friend. That left Vic and Marcia alone, with Marcia looking after the departing Liz and Agnes perplexed.
“Anyway,” she said, turning to face Vic, “I hear your night went well.”
“Well I don’t kiss and tell.”
“Yeah right, boys kiss and tell all the time.”
“To other guys! Not to girls.”
“Ugh,” she said playfully. “Speaking of guys. I need you for a boy’s opinion, are you doing anything after school?”
“Nope.”
“Alright, meet here then and we’ll head down to Aphrodite’s Landing together.”