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This story contains sexual content relating to Exhibitionism. Everything between these characters is consensual. Read at your own discretion.

Simon x Jeanette: Library Etiquette

The library was quiet, as it should be, with only the sounds of two students whispering quietly and the slight musky smell of old books. It was Autumn, so the tables were covered with colorful sheets. Leaves were hung from the ceiling and pasted in various placements to the walls.

Simon Seville and Jeanette Miller sat in the corner of the room. They were the only students in the building, save for the librarian. Simon was hunched over his notebook, staring intently at the page. His face was flushed and flustered from frustration.

"I just don't understand this equation! It just doesn't make sense!" He angrily whispered, wiping his palm against his forehead.

Jeanette sighed and lightly touched his arm. "It's alright, Simon. You'll get it."

Simon groaned and tapped his pencil against the table. "I don't have time to not understand it. I've been working on this one equation all day!"

Jeanette sighed again and chuckled. "How about I help you relax? Maybe that will help?" She leaned into him, bumping their shoulders together and lightly touching his knee with her hand.

"How could I possibly relax right now?"

"Well… how about I give you a massage?"

Jeanette rose from her chair and circled behind him, gently placing her hands on his shoulders and massaging firmly. She leaned down and softly whispered into his ear, "You're so tense, Simon."

It did feel nice, he would admit, but it wasn't enough. A massage wasn't going to solve this math problem. He sighed and relaxed into his chair, closing his eyes and focusing on his breathing. "Th-thank you, Jeanette… but I'm afraid that's just not what I need right now."

"Oh?" She giggled lightly and brushed her lips against Simon's ear. She kissed right underneath his earlobe, licking the pulse that steadied there, and whispered, "Then what do you need?"

Her breath and lips felt wonderful against his skin, and he couldn't stop himself from flushing again. Only this time, it wasn't from irritation.

"J-Jeanette, you know what that does to me." He blushed, "We're not alone."

Jeanette quickly glanced around to make sure the librarian was busy. She was, of course, somewhere in the back office doing whatever librarians do back there.

"I don't see anyone around, and there's no cameras. I would know. I used to work here." She softly grazed her hands lower on his shoulders, massaging his collarbone and the sides of his neck. "I promise I can be quick."

She gently peppered kisses from his ear, down his neck, and across his shoulder, before coming back up again. She lightly sucked on his earlobe, gaining a faint moan from Simon and a visible shudder down his body.

"Jean, this r-really isn't appropriate. Someone might see us!"

Jeanette giggled in response. "Don't worry, Simon. No one will ever know."

She gently gripped his shoulders tighter, lightly biting at his neck and licking away the mark it made. She placed open-mouthed kisses up his neck to refocus her attention on his sensitive earlobe. She knew he was close to giving in, and once he did, he would melt right into her hands.

Simon audibly gulped, his breathing increasingly slightly with the thought of what they were doing. He wasn't much for public affection, especially not like this, but with her light breaths on his neck, her soft hands sliding across his skin and under the collar of his shirt, he wasn't sure he'd be able to say no if she kept her promise.

"I-"

"Shhh," Jeanette hushed him, "You sit back and relax. I'll do all the work."

"B-but, how?"

Not bothering to respond, Jeanette slid to her knees and ushered herself under the low tablecloth. Simon's hands gripped the edge of the chair and his face flushed a deep pink. He was embarrassed she would even try such a thing, but excited nonetheless. Jeanette gently pulled his chair forward so his lower half would be more hidden.

"J-Jean, are you sure?" he whispered.

He felt a light smack on his knee, hardly hard enough to hurt but enough to get his attention. "You pretend like I'm not even here, Simon. Keep studying or someone will notice."

Simon let out a breath and half laughed at the absurdity of the situation. He couldn't believe she was seriously going to do this in public. He was thankful no one had entered the building yet, so they were still alone.

He jumped when he felt Jeanette's slender fingers pull at the button of his pants.

She laughed lightly, and he felt her hands move down to rub the inside of his thighs before trying again. This time, he didn't flinch, and let her open the front of his jeans. She barely got the button open and the zipper down before the bulge in his boxers tried to spring free.

"Looks like someone is happy to see me." She giggled again and carefully, gently, pulled his erection free.

The library doors opened and another student walked in. Simon tensed and desperately started flipping through his book, thinking of a way to look inconspicuous.

Page 105… x plus 4 to the power of-

He tensed again when he felt Jeanette's hot mouth enclose over his member. She wasted no time getting to work, sucking with her mouth and using her hand to hold him steady. He bit his lip to contain his moan, a small bead of sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.

Jeanette licked from the bottom to top, sucking the tip slightly as she tasted his precum in her mouth. She never thought she'd be doing this either, but she'd try anything once.

Focus, Simon, focus! Math, algebra, physics, x plus 4 to the power of-

Simon was barely able to maintain his composure. His face flushed a deeper red when her tongue slid over the tip and swirled around it. He definitely would not last very long if she continued. She knew exactly what he liked.

Right now, he wasn't sure if that was a blessing or a curse.

The stray student took a seat several tables down from them, which Simon was thankful for. He let out a breath and tried to focus on breathing through his nose. It felt so good, but so wrong…

Jeanette knew Simon was holding back. He had to, considering their circumstances, but she wanted to push him even further. She pumped her hand along with the motion of her mouth, and Simon tensed and bucked his hips. He reached down under the cloth to touch her, any part of her, just for the intimacy, and she playfully batted his hand away.

He chuckled and relaxed in his chair, opening his legs wider to give her more access. There was no use in trying to deny the pleasure creeping through his body. She obliged his action and settled comfortably between his knees, never stopping the tugging and licking. She used her free hand to rub his thigh, eliciting another buck of his hips.

Simon was getting too comfortable, he knew. Someone would notice their antics if he didn't pull himself together. His breathing was irregular and it was clear his focus wasn't on his textbook.

He picked up his pen and pretended to write equations on his paper. Just enjoy it. Don't think about it. As if that were easy to do.

He rolled his shoulders and tried his best to ignore the never-ending pleasure of Jeanette's soft lips.

Simon used his pen to take pretend-notes on the paper while flipping through more pages in his textbook. He looked down to see the soft bob of Jeanette's head slightly shifting the tablecloth, just enough as a constant reminder of what she was doing.

The library door opened again and a pair of students walked in this time, rounding the corner just in Simon's view as they browsed the shelves. Had they looked over in Simon's direction, they would most likely see Jeanette's form under the table.

He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, one hand gripping the edge of the table and the other rubbing his temple. The pleasure was too great, and the thought of getting caught was overwhelming.

Just relax, let it happen, no one will notice. Simon flipped through his textbook again, looking for something to focus on.

Jeanette knew she was definitely pushing him now, since there were others around, but she didn't stop. She couldn't if she tried. She was dedicated now. She could hear the desperation in his breaths, feel the flexing of his thigh muscles, and she knew he didn't want her to stop.

She had never tried this before, but she wanted to surprise him even more. She took a deep breath, relaxed her throat, and took him deeper into her mouth until his tip hit the back of her throat.

Simon's breath caught in his throat, and he coughed to cover it up. That was a mistake as it caused one of the students to glance over at him. Thankfully, they didn't notice what was going on under the table.

"J-Jeanette!" Simon hiss-whispered, "y-you don't have t-to do that!"

Jeanette giggled and squeezed his aching member, bobbing her head back up and down, taking him as deep as she dared.

"Who are you talking to?"

Simon and Jeanette both froze when they heard his brother's voice. Simon silently cursed himself for the situation. He leaned forward in his chair, laying his elbows on the table and resting his chin on his fists. "Uh, n-no one. Just myself."

Alvin plopped his hand down on Simon's shoulder and squeezed it, making Simon grit his teeth in annoyance. "I thought Jeanette was here studying with you? Did she leave?"

"She's in the restroom." Simon lied.

Alvin pulled a chair over from the table next to them and sat down, leaning back and stretching, before settling in. He peered oddly at Simon for a moment, his face a mask, but his eyes shining with their usual knowing mischief.

"So… bathroom, huh?" Alvin asked, chewing on his lip a little.

"Yup. B-Bathroom." Simon lied, and mentally cursed himself for stuttering again. Everyone knew he stuttered when he was nervous. That was something all the Seville brothers did under stress.

"Dave was wondering when you'd be back. You didn't answer your phone, so I thought I'd come find you."

Alvin stressed the word come. Simon understood instantly that Alvin knew the situation, and he knew Alvin well enough to know that he was going to have his fun before he left.

Simon narrowed his eyes at Alvin, who just pursed his lips to hide a grin. It didn't work, and his infamous smirk appeared on his face.

Jeanette shuffled slightly under the table, having stopped her antics to hide herself from Alvin. Simon was thankful for that, until she gripped his member again and resumed. He was so caught off guard that his whole body jerked, causing him to knock the table leg with his foot.

His face flushed red and he gripped the edge of the table with one hand, falling victim to Jeanette's tongue as she circled his tip again before engulfing him in her mouth. "T-Tell Dave I'll be home l-later."

Alvin nodded in silent agreement, flipping through a magazine that was laying on a nearby desk. "So I heard about this skate park opening up in town. You should come with me to check it out."

Jeanette stifled a laugh. While stroking Simon, she glanced over and saw Alvin's shoes. From where he sat, he could definitely see enough to understand what was going on, and he wasn't even attempting to hide it. She gripped Simon harder and quickened her tugging and sucking.

Simon steadied his feet on the floor and rubbed one hand down his face. "Later. J-Just go and tell Dave I'll be home later."

Alvin shrugged and tossed the magazine back on the table before twisting the chair back to its rightful place. "Alright, I'll tell Dave you'll come home later." He ruffled Simon's hair as he passed by, causing an annoyed groan from Simon.

"Bye, Si. See ya later, Jean!"

Jeanette audibly giggled this time, followed by another irritated groan from Simon.

Simon was embarrassed, humiliated, and he knew Alvin would never let him live this down, but he was too close to release to let her stop.

Jeanette loved the taste of him in her mouth. It was exciting to give him pleasure and know she was the cause, and she used it as encouragement to continue. She stroked faster, harder, and continued her sucking until Simon gripped the edge of his chair with both hands. She knew he was close when his hips flexed and she was trapped between his knees.

"J-Jean, I-"

She rubbed his thigh gently, encouraging him to relax again so he could enjoy himself. Simon hadn't noticed, but the other students had left, along with Alvin. They were alone again.

The familiar creep of pleasure started in his belly and worked down into his abdomen. He gripped the chair until his knuckles were white and tears stung in his eyes.

"J-Jeanette, I'm g-going to-"

She knew. They both did. She didn't care. She wanted him to come.

Jeanette increased her pace with her hand, bobbing her head along with the motion, determined to make Simon finish. He deserved it.

Simon tipped his head back and relished in the pleasure she was giving. He came with a long sigh and a low whimper, bucking his hips with every burst that made its way into her mouth.

Jeanette relished in his pleasure, happy to finally give him the release he needed. She continued stroking and sucking until his body relaxed.

She carefully tucked him back into his underwear, re-zipped and buttoned his pants, and crawled out from under the table. While he was still coming down from his orgasm, she trapped him in a kiss, softly pressing her lips against his.

"There. Feel better?" She whispered, grazing her hands across his shoulders and kissing his cheek.

Simon chuckled in response, readjusting his glasses and wiping at his forehead. "Y-Yes, Jeanette. You were wonderful, as always."

"Good," she replied curtly, "Now back to studying. You're always letting yourself get distracted, you know."

Simon laughed again at her banter. "For what it's worth, I'll make it up to you later."

Jeanette giggled, "Oh, I'm sure you will."

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