TinTin pays Alan a visit at school and it gets a bit heated. Lemon. Alan/TinTin. Third-person.
"Alan!" a familiar voice called to him, he looked up from his notebook to see none other then one TinTin Kyranno.
"TinTin! What are you doing here?" Alan asked as he drew the girl into a quick hug.
"Scott apparently had some 'business to take care of' and asked if I wanted to come with to the mainland. So here I am," Tintin explained, "What were you working on so intensely anyway?"
"Just toying with some schematics for a bike I'm building," he shrugged, not really wanting her to make a big deal about it and tell Scott.
"A bike? As in foot-petals or as in engine?" she asked suspiciously, playing with a strand of her long hair to distract him.
"Engine," he answer quickly, somewhat mesmerized by the way she played with her hair, he always had his hands in it when they were…together.
"Can I see this bike?" TinTin smiled innocently at him, knowing full well she had just played him he started to pull her towards the school's shop class garage.
"Wow…" TinTin exclaimed, stunned, "You built this?" Alan nodded nervously as she looked over the nearly complete motorcycle, "Does it run?"
Alan gave her a look, "Why would I build a bike that doesn't run?"
"I'll take that as a yes, so by the looks of it, you're pretty much done with this huh?" TinTin asked as she came closer to him.
"Pretty much, I've just got the –" Alan started before TinTin's hands started to play with the buttons on his shirt.
"Got what?" TinTin smiled innocently up at him as she opened the bottom three buttons of his shirt, giving her hands free reign over his chest.
"Some extra stuff I'm putting on it, so it'll go as fast as the one I've got at home," Alan said huskily, his hands going to her waist and one to her cheek.
"As fast huh? Not faster?" TinTin asked him, her voice getting its own lustful tone to it.
"Uhm…" Alan stuttered, his mind frazzled slightly, "That's why I was- uh- toying with the schematics earlier…" He captured her lips with his own then, and she responded hungrily. Within seconds he had her pushed against the garage wall, pressed against her, their tongues battling for control as their hands worked as fast as they could on their clothes.
TinTin fumbled with the buttons on his shirt as he pushed hers upward to lay his hand on her stomach, his kiss was mind-blowing, and she could barely function with the thick sexual tension surrounding them. Their searing kiss was finally broken when TinTin gasped for air, and Alan moved down to her neck, causing her to moan. Forgetting his shirt, she moved to his belt and quickly began unbuckling it. The button and zipper on his jeans followed as he slid her shorts down her thighs. It was only seconds before he pushed his hardened member inside of her, muffling her moan of satisfaction with another passionate kiss. It didn't take long for Alan's long hard strokes to send TinTin over the edge once, and then a second time several minutes later with him not far behind.
Two hours later...
"Hmm…" TinTin mumbled as she cuddled into Alan on his dorm room bed, "I should probably get dressed soon."
"Eh, why?" Alan whined, not happy with the prospect of her departure.
"The lady at the front desk when I signed in made it very clear to me what the visiting hours were, she told me a second time when I told her I was here to see you," TinTin laughed lightly at the memory.
Alan smirked, "Mrs. Raines? I guess she remembers Gordon's last visit…"
"Was she the one you guys kept pranking?!" TinTin asked, looking at him scandalously, "No wonder she was so worried!"
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