It had been weeks since the events at the cafe transpired, the date which now marked when their relationship began. Despite Lani's indignation surrounding the expression of her feelings, they had spoken about the situation more whilst in the cafe and since then, had met up a few times in different locations for dates. They had come to the collective decision to take it slowly considering how little they knew about each other which didn't bother her. Although this was a major change in her life, Lani had stumbled across more pressing matters than her relationship status. Year 9 and 10 PASS were being coerced into a joined lesson that would take place that day for their new unit in which the year 10s had to teach the younger year how to achieve their bronze medallion. This meant more swimming in front of far more people than last time and she was dreading it with her entire being.
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The dread continued as she made her way down the steps from the bus which didn't ease at the sight of her boyfriend grinning like the Cheshire cat when he saw her from the ground with a group of his friends that she'd briefly spoken to a few times since they had gotten together. She walked over to them as the people she hung out with from her own class were still somewhere on the bus. "He's been talking about this since we were first told about it, if you ask me Apollo's just excited to see you with less clothes on," one of his friends remarked when she took her place beside Apollo. In response to this, Apollo pushed him with enough force to make him stumble, trip over a dent in the ground and nearly fall flat on the point of his nose which was protruding from the centre of his face. As much as she would have enjoyed seeing that, he caught himself before becoming familiar with scorching concrete. "That isn't true" he exclaimed in annoyance before looking at Lani to see her reaction to the comment. To his appreciation, she was still laughing at Apollo's friend struggling to find his footing after the push. A girl on Lani's right who also happened to be friends with Apollo leaned over to her ear and whispered in the least discrete manner she could "he will deny it but he has seemed rather excited about this. If you ask me, I think he hopes to be sorted into your group because he has a teacher fetish or something.". The rest of the group burst into hysterics at this comment. "I said I was looking forward to it ONCE and I distinctly remember telling you all it was because we got an entire day out of class" Apollo replied before Lani could speak."That's bullshit, you have definitely said it more than once." yelled another one of his friends, still evidently amused."Please tell you don't believe this rubbish" Apollo looked down at Lani who had started snickering at the commotion. "There are at least eight people saying otherwise so I am taking this as my cue to leave and request that you aren't in my group" a taunting grimace crept onto her face as she started to walk away and join her friends instead. They had just gotten changed and were now being told which year nines they'd be teaching. Apollo was sorted into another group which initially brought her relief until she saw the way his group leaders, Courtney, Taylah and Tiffany, swooned over him. It was partially embarrassing to watch their weak efforts at flirtation which mainly consisted of pathetic giggles and 'accidental', wildly unsuccessful attempts to brush their hands against his. She knew that he had no interest but she couldn't suppress the mounting jealousy burning like wildfire within her. Instead of focusing her attention on them, she turned to help Jenny and Moira with their group so she didn't fail the assessment for lack of participation. After the first ten minutes, she felt more sorry than she ever had for her teachers, knowing they had to do this every day. Around half an hour later, whilst everyone else seemed thoroughly absorbed in what they were doing, Lani was on the verge of ripping the hair out of one particular year nine girl that constantly put on the fakest soothing voice she had ever heard when trying, but failing so pathetically, to get with one of the guys in her group by feeding him blatant lies about how brilliant her life was. To Lani's disgust, he fell for every single one without hesitation. She needed an escape now before she cracked this bitches skull open on the side of the pool then let her drown while watching the water become a rich scarlet red from the blood gushing from her head. The satisfaction she would have received from looking the gullible boy right in the eye and telling him this was the most exciting thing that's actually happened in her life was dangerously tempting. Rather than committing murder so publicly, she lifted herself out of the pool and asked the nearest teacher to go to the bathroom. She strode as far away from the pool as possible and directly into the girl's bathroom. She had no need to actually use the toilet so she leaned against the nearest wall, closed her eyes and visualised the comfort of her welcoming bed of which she wished to be sprawled in more than anything at this very moment. Before any serenity could sink in, her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a small cough which she was certain could not be from a female due to its depth. Her eyes sprung open to be met by hypnotic eyes which displayed a thousand hues of blue, radiating in softly swooping arcs. Apollo stood a few feet from her near the middle of the large bathroom, his tousled hair dripping additional water onto his shoulders and chest which she soon noticed were bare. His drenched figure didn't waver as she observed the scene in front of her not knowing how to react. "I'm sorry, I must have come into the wrong bathroom" her eyes averted immediately as she pushed herself from the wall to leave but barely made it two steps before being stopped. His hand was pressed firmly against the wall, the rest of his arm directly in front of her. "You aren't the one in the wrong place" his laugh was rugged which alone would have been enough to make her knees weak if it weren't for the addition of his gaze scanning every inch of her. The ridiculously cliché nature of the situation would have been humorous if she wasn't preoccupied with how close his bare form was to her. "What the hell are you doing" her voice came across playfully disgusted as she has planned so he would have trouble seeing through to the profuse amount of panic she was actually feeling. He seemed to have fallen for her external facade of composure which allured him rather than repelling him."I saw the people in your group and knew immediately you wouldn't last long, when I noticed you looked like you we about to give up - which I do not blame you for - I asked to go to the bathroom so I could meet you here" This was said in a raspy whisper that was quiet yet so captivating she didn't dare miss a word. "And why did you want to meet me exactly," she said in the same manner as before. "Well, I couldn't just stand there and let you be jealous, could I?" her mind immediately flashed back to his interactions with Courtney, Taylah and Tiffany, a tint of peachy pink embarrassment now branding her cheeks. "Jealousy?" she blurted out in a whisper that matched his minus the rasp and equanimity that made his voice comparable to that of a drug. "You want this too, don't you" his arm now slipped away from the wall, skimming her waist to direct her body in his direction. The lack of strength he had to put into moving her to his command and her immediate obedience was confronting but she couldn't dwell on the overpowering craving for him to come in contact with her again anywhere and everywhere he may have desired as she was trying to decipher the meaning behind his words."What do you mean?" he didn't even have to speak for her question to be answered, his body language was more than enough. His head tilted down, his eyes slanted upwards to remain connected with her and the right edge of lip flickered ever so slightly into a smirk. Taking one weighty step forwards creating little to no space between his chest and hers, this movement being paired with the raising of an arm to allow his hand to trace her jawline. He had silently spoken and she knew if he had verbalised his intentions all he would have said is 'you know perfectly well what I mean.' with no traceable flaw in his speech. Of course, Lani did know perfectly well what he meant but needed that brief moment of reassurance to confirm their thoughts had aligned. A fuzzy tang shot into her stomach, an anxious yet electrified pain. Noticing words had escaped her at this moment, Apollo spoke for her. "Is that a yes, Precious?" "Just because you called me 'precious' I think I might have to decline" despite saying this, she showed no physical signs of an inclination to suddenly get away. Rather, entranced in the sensual emotion which seemed to be pulsing around the room, her arms rose, her delicate fingers trancing lines along his soaking torso, feeling every indentation of muscle as they ventured until she reached his shoulder blades and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. It was her turn to speak for him as her unexpected act of affection rendered him speechless. "It's a yes." she thought she heard a soft chuckle but was too absorbed in the feeling of his saturated bare skin connecting with hers to care. His head tilted to tenderly remove the distance between their lips which she took as an invitation to move closer to him. Their proximity allowed every curve, dent and bulge of his body to be felt against hers and she was certain he could feel her body against his in the same way. The anxiety that came with the risk of the situation faded away as their movements became more passionate. She could feel the length of his tongue slipping into her mouth before his head moved downwards to devour her neck and collarbone, leaving a harsh trail of red marks. As he travelled all over her body, her hand found itself running through his satin-like hair, her head tilted back against the wall, suppressing soft moans of pain in which she found herself craving more and more with every bite. Without warning his lips travelled back to hers whilst his hand edged down, eventually stopping at her crotch. She suddenly felt a warm pressure against her lower half which she knew was his fingers at work, moving back and forth over the material of her swimmers. The moans became harder to suppress as his hand tried to travel deeper within her being stopped only by the thin barrier of clothing. His face moved backward momentarily, giving her the opportunity to lust over his hungry expression. A momentary connection of the eyes quickly broke as his shot toward the strap of her one piece. Both of his hands moved soothingly over her before meeting their target and removing each strap persuasively, causing them to fall over her shoulders. Before continuing he interlocked their finger to move her into a bathroom stall to lessen the chance of being caught. He continued where he had left off, undressing her further, exposing her bare chest and stomach. He took a second to absorb the image in front of him, whilst Lani felt the cool air brush against her body, making her feel vulnerable and notice how exposed she was in this moment. Apollo must have noticed the slight change in her attitude as he decided to speak. "You're fucking beautiful" his voice did not waver and was executed in a growl. He proceeded to pull her close again, forcing their figures to link, immediately recreating the craving they had to be against each other. She could feel her body slipping over his, her breasts feeling lost with no coverage. This sensation didn't have the chance to linger as they were grasped and moulded at his will once he leant in to rekindle their kiss. From the first time their lips met to now, a stinging sensation in her lower half did not disappear, almost as if it could long for the incision of his length within her. "I won't come in but I just wanted to make sure you haven't fallen into the toilet bowl, you've been in there for a while" The yell of an adult male echoed through the tiled bathroom making her forget and sexual pleasure she felt in the moment as it was replaced with terror."Fuck" Apollo let out in a whisper, too stunned to move. "Is that your dad?" Lani began to whisper yell as she rapidly tried to squeeze herself into the wet swimwear only covering her bottom half. "You need to reply, now" Apollo matched her frantic whisper as he too began to get fully clothed"What the fuck do I say" "I don't know, say you are having 'girl problems' or something" He backed away from her staring at the cubical door with terror as if he could see Mr Vouvali through it. "'Girl problems'? Who calls them 'girl problems'" the tone of voice stayed the same and the air around her felt harder to inhale causing tightness in her lungs. "I don't fucking know do I look like a girl to you? Please just hurry" his murmuring voice was promptly becoming more agitated with fair reason. "IM FINE SIR, JUST DEALING WITH SOME.." she hesitated "GIRL PROBLEMS" her voice gradually faded out from the mortification and she could feel her face burning as if it had just been lit on fire. "I can't believe you made me do that" she simultaneously gave him a dirty look whilst attempting to cover her flushed face. All he could do in response was let out a muffled laugh. She couldn't hear what Mr Vouvali said in response as he was probably as comfortable as she felt at that moment. "Thank you" he spoke genuinely as he closed the gap between them once again to place his hand on her hip. "We'll have to finish this another time, my house Saturday?" he reached for the door with his free hand needing to escape before another teacher arrived.
