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"Plexi9? What about it, dirtbag?" I'd thought I'd had him.
"We're who you're dealing with!" The big blonde bellowed and sprung out of my grasp, catching me right in the face and I stumbled to the side, blood spilled into my mouth. Fucking. Ow! I spit the blood out of my mouth just before I lunged back at him. He wasn't about to run anyhow.
"Just give the stupid TV back and I won't be forced to shove your teeth down your throat." I warned. This time I anticipated his straightforward punch. I managed to dodge his fist and I caught his recoil. It didn't matter that he had at least three inches on me when I locked that arm while hitting the back of his neck with my other hand and simultaneously kneeing his stomach with all the force I could muster. As he fell to the ground, I straightened that arm I'd gripped and brought my knee directly to the back of his elbow to the point of breaking it. He cried out in agony but I held firm. "I can break your goddamned arm or you can tell me where you stashed it."
"Fuck you!" He struggled but instantly stopped when I stomped on his face with my boot. "Shit! It's in an ally a block away." He relented, spitting his own blood out and hissing when I applied more pressure.
"Good boy. Now what is Plexi9?" When he grunted, I pressed further, popping his arm and he cried out. Pussy. You're double-jointed. "Don't test me, rodent."
"It's Kristoff, you fucking jackass!" He growled at me and I saw the vein on his forehead sticking out. I was genuinely hurting him.
"Well, Kristoff-you-fucking-jackass, tell me or I'll leave you here in a dismantled heap for the cops to pick up." I ordered, twisting his arm.
"Fuckernuts! We're a gang and this is our territory!" He yelped like a kicked dog. I guessed these were that stupid 'hell-raiser bunch' some old people were bitching about earlier.
"How noble." I snorted sarcastically. "Who's your leader? What are your colors? Your tag?"
"How about you ease up on my last good arm and I'll tell you." He calmed almost instantly.
"No." I stated. He sighed after a minute but still glared at me.
"Our leader's name is Dimitri Romanov, our colors are blue..." Surprisingly he told me everything I wanted to know. Unfortunately, I still had to leave him there for the officers to pick him up. If so-called Dimitri was how he'd described, his arrest wouldn't be that bad and I'd be there to throw him right back in.
The length of 2 sides of an equilateral quadrilateral are represented by the expressions: (2x+6)cm and (5x-30)cm. What is the length of a side of the nonagon? I popped my knuckles, trying to function enough to get at least the page under my pencil done before I passed out again. My fingers flew over the paper, frantically trying to write what my brain had already solved not too long ago. 30cm. Stifling a yawn, I continued. Which is the equation of a line perpendicular to the line with the equation 8y=5-2x and through the point P(-3,-6)? I didn't bother to write the whole solution out and stuck with writing, y=-4x-8. Next: Find the area-
An unexpected finger to my cheek made me twitch harshly and I all but spat at whoever thought they had the right to touch me so freely. If not I would have settled for stabbing them with my pencil.
"Whoa, easy there Feisty-pants. I come in peace." Her silky voice was like an ice pack on a wound of mine, especially since she'd said it in German. Suddenly I felt more awake. "What the hell happened to you?" Elsa asked, now cupping my abused cheek. That just happened to be our first touch, if I wasn't mistaken. Damn. My body protested but I turned my head away from her touch. The last thing I wanted was to think about Gaston's stupid airbag and the dipshit thief that had a pair of brass knuckles that had taken me by surprise, let alone tell her. Fucking asshole. "I hope the other guy looks worse."
I could hear the slight worry in her voice, which caused me to cut my eyes back to her. What, no sucker? No seduction? As I watched her full lower lip tuck in to her perfect teeth, my eyes also took in the rest of her. Platinum hair was slicked back, showing off her striking blue irises and was braided off to the side. Her nails were still red, her red blouse was the only other red shade and she wore tight ass jeans with a smaller jean jacket around her shoulders. Her creamy neck came into view and I found myself wanting to drag my teeth across her tasty looking collarbones, shoulders, to taste her. No. With her, there's always seduction. A ton of it.
A few days without proper sleep and I feared I was becoming a little delusional. Or was she really leaning in? Aw, hell.
"Do you like what you see?" She seductively asked in German while bringing one of those fine nails up to her wicked mouth so she could nibble playfully on it as she continued to stare at me. Her lusty eyes then filled with so many sexual promises, that just being aware of her nearness was causing my cock to strain almost painfully against my jeans.
Elsa was a potent force, even in this pretty big classroom. She radiated a palpable energy and sexual magnetism that had me wanting to shift restlessly in my seat. If I were blind or hard of hearing I would have missed the way her breathing suddenly became heavy as we positively eye-fucked one another. It was like she was already humping me. I clenched my jaw and wondered when the stupid teacher would interrupt, knowing my luck, it would be soon. All of this fucking tension is gonna strangle someone. I found that I wanted to run my fingers through her perfect braid. To ruin it. I wanted to mess her entirety up until she screamed my name over and over.
Again her teasing fingers brushed my bruised cheek before boldly ghosting down my jaw and with dexterity, using her thumb to push my chin upwards. I beheld her angelic face, zeroing in on the light freckles that dusted across the bridge of her nose, to her deep, meaningful eyes and finally to her lips. Fuck those lips. What are they capable of doing? As if to spite me, I held back a groan when her tongue poked out to slowly wet them. My knuckles blanched against the surface of the desk. goddammit.
"I wonder what you would do if I kissed you." The sound of that smokey, implacable voice tore my eyes from her lips and back to her intense eyes and it felt like her entire focus was on me regardless of whoever was in the room too. "You turn me on so much, Anna." She groaned, scooting closer and ultimately grasping the collar of my shirt. I fought the urge to hiss at her. She certainly had all of my attention and I had the feeling that she'd be yanking me forward any second now. My name. You are going to scream it soon.
"I wonder if you do this with everyone else." I growled, not knowing where that nonsense came from, but I wasn't about to back down and neither was she. Elsa wasn't even phased as she tugged pointedly at my shirt, eyes darkening. Turning frenzied.
"Why don't you fuck me and see if I bleed?" She spoke heatedly, openly and I felt my cock beginning to pulsate, hating me for ignoring it. I felt her nails just under my throat as they got a better grip, I saw her bare her teeth, the electricity crackled between us and I finally brought my hand up to catch the wrist that had been gripping my shirt. In that instant that we finally touched, I swear her eyes glazed over right before she took the plunge.
"Ms. Shadows, Ms. Arendelle. Now is not the time for PDA." An authoritative voice rumbled around us just as Elsa's lips had crashed into mine and we froze, lest we tell him to shove it up his ass and went at it like animals. Son of a bitch. "Stop this instant or I will send the both of you to the office."
Our breathing was heavy and ragged when Elsa pulled back so she could rest her forehead on mine. Our eyes locked in a very heated battle, neither of us letting the other go. Nothing sure of a time-bomb would be able to separate us at the moment and the dumb teacher seemed to figure that since he'd evidently shut his mouth, waiting for us to finish instead.
"It's going to be so good isn't it?" Elsa said smoothly, though her voice was heavily laced with desire and her eyes fell from mine, around our clenched hands to my erect member.
"Depends. Are you sleeping with anyone?" I asked, noticing that Elsa's hand was changing colors from the firmness of my grip. I didn't miss the way her face also flushed with arousal and I'd bet my favorite knife that her panties were soaked.
" Only you." She deadpanned, as if that was enough of an answer. Fuck, was it? There was no guarantee that I'd be able to stop myself next time. There was going to be a next time. A grin smeared across my face as I released her wrist.
The bell rang, jolting us back to the present and students shuffled into the classroom, brushing past us, some curious, others indifferent, but what caught my attention was a pair of blue-green eyes glaring the shit out of me from the doorway. Ladyface. My grin turned sinister as I reached up, tangling my fingers in the back of Elsa's neck and pulling her forward until my lips were brushing against her ear. "I'm going to make you cum so hard you forget your own motherfucking name." As I stated that in English, I maintained eye contact with Ladyface and when Elsa turned to lick my cheek, his eyes flared.
Her hot tongue dragged along my cheek sensually as the softest of moans erupted from the pit of her stomach and greeted me in all that was Elsa. Holy shit, she'll be the death of me!
A/N: Who says I like teasing? *smirks* I would never...
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