Third person pov:

His face didn’t change much when the mysterious “new girl” called out to him.

While Köel didn’t see a change in his face, the feelings were there. The longing. The desire.

And with that.

The curly haired new student rushed forward. Driven by a mix of lust and something else.

His pov:

What the fuck-

She’s lunging at me.

She’s-

Licking me?

Köel pov:

He tastes like nature and arousal.

I don’t care about germs or “where he’s been”.

I just want him.

I keep dragging my tongue over his face, his shoulders. Frankly, not an easy task because he’s so big.

He stays still under my barrage of saliva and hot breath. But, I know he loves it.

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He loves me.

I push my body as close to him as I can. I want him to feel me. Feel how much I want him.

My hips press into his knees as my tongue nears his patient lips…

His pov:

I feel her.

I feel her.

Her hot breath is warming my cold exterior and frozen heart.

She presses closer to me.

Close enough for me to feel the rise and fall of her chest.

Close enough for me to feel her sharp hip bones. And between them…

What is this?

I can barely bring myself to care as her tongue comes closer to my lips.

So close. So so close.

I feel the tip…both–for a mere second as we’re interrupted.

“Köel! What did I tell you about touchin–

“Shut the fuck up Taeron. What the fuck did I tell your dumb ass about cockblocking me the fuck you–

Taeron pov:

I ignore my twin’s stream of curses being thrown at me.

What the hell is even going on?

Doing something so lewd…in public?

The germs. I can’t even.

This has been a problem for years now.

Find an unsuspecting target.

Charm.

Seduce.

Then disappear forever.

As a concerned twin, I cannot let this go on any further,

“Get over here, we’re going home,”

Yeah, commanding brother voice.

“Like fuck am I going with you bitch”

Okay, guess not.