John Price always convinces himself that he means it. He’s not the kind of man who breaks his promises.
“Just the tip, love,” he groans, positioning himself at your entrance. Your desperate nod and pleas for him only spur him on.
He swears that he’ll restrain himself, that he’ll keep his promise. He just wants to feel you bare, if only a little. He’s a man of iron resolve — he should be able to control himself without a problem…
But he never was good at keeping this promise when it came to you.
Instead, he finds himself balls deep in your heat, fucking you furiously. The way you’re screaming his name in ecstasy would make him break any promise if only to give you more pleasure. When his cum has painted your walls and you’re both coming down from your highs, he can’t even find the decency to feel sorry for it.
“Fuck…” you groan, pulling him down to kiss you before begging, “Just… just do it again. Please.”
John smiles. With a low, seductive voice, he teases, “Just the tip, yeah?”
God, I love giving blowjobs. I love giving someone pleasure like that. Licking, kissing and sucking their cock to find out which spots draw out the best sounds. Stroking them up and down with my mouth and hands. Letting them push my head down so they can feel the back of my throat on their dick. Gagging and hearing them groan at how good it feels. Licking their balls while I stroke their cock. Feeling them tighten up just before they fill my mouth with cum. Holy fuck, it gets me so turned on to have my mouth put to use like that.
considering gus was almost canonically a "pleasure to have in class" neurodivergent and shawn was almost canonically a "the whole years lesson plan has been disrupted in one afternoon" neurodivergent i like to think that every New teacher they ever had did one cursory scan of the room on their first day and unwittingly decided that a Great and Brilliant way to solve their shawn problem was to seat him next to gus. which of course, naturally and immediately, resulted every time in what was now a much bigger and indeed catastrophically worst shawn AND gus problem. this happened multiple times
Riz has spent this whole season, struggling so much and trying so hard to squeeze blood from a stone, to be in a dozen places at once, to stay afloat, to secure his future, to save the world (again), barely having time to spend with his mom and literally having to be in hell so he can have a few blessed minutes to chat with his murdered father about work (which yes, is an act of love when a Gukgak is doing it but God, he's so tired).
And Kipperlilly is watching this kid, who is taking stress tokens for his friends even though he's at capacity himself, whose blood is more coffee than anything else at this point because you can't solve problems when you're asleep, who signed up for an exam with a 100% mortality rate for lack of other viable options, and saying to herself, "You lucky bastard. It's not fair."