A/N: just a quick oneshot with these two cuz they're isn't enough new fics (let alone hsm fics) with them

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Homeroom was usually the most boring time of the day because it was the first class, which meant nine times out of ten people would either be asleep or not paying attention. But for Ms. Darbus' homeroom, all of her students were awake enough to hear Taylor talk about upcoming events.

"Senior trip committee meets tomorrow and reports Thursday to prom committee which is headed by Martha, so you guys can pick up your tickets from her. And this year's theme is the Last Waltz, but don't be the last to pick up your tickets. Graduation committee convenes Monday following yearbook planning, picture deadliners Thursday, and final set of groups alternate with all of the above. Questions?"

Originally, no one was gonna raise their hand to ask anything about what Taylor just said. But of course, her boyfriend aka Chad Danforth, didn't bother raising his hand and instead started talking.

"Yeah. What's the lunch special in the cafeteria today?"

Everyone started laughing, besides Taylor.

"New York Deli. Anyone else?"

The entire classroom erupted in more laughter, making Chad feel a bit embarrassed but not too much. The way Taylor's tone was more subtly flirtatious than usual made Chad skeptical, and her subtle wink made the man even more curious. He decided to keep a mental note of his other question for when homeroom was over, even after Kelsi signed everyone up for their final play.

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The cafeteria was crowded with students scrambling to get in line for lunch, which was actually New York Deli for once. But Taylor advised her boyfriend to not eat lunch until she showed him something.

"Tay, what do you wanna show me?"

"What's actually for lunch today."

Taylor smirked a bit, seeing Chad's confused expression when she pulled him along with her. She shoved Chad into an old classroom that hadn't been used in a while. It was an art room but got, of course, replaced.

Now, students use the room for random club discussions. Luckily for Taylor, there weren't any groups occupying the space for now. So, she could really show Chad what she truly meant.

"Chad, lunch isn't what's in the cafeteria for today. It ain't New York, but it's a type of deli."

Before the muscular male could say anything, let alone react, Taylor had pulled her white tennis skirt down and let it slide down to her ankles. Her beautifully pink underwear was visible, on display for only Chad. But then those were off too, now showing Taylor's already wet womanhood.

Chad already knew what he had to do, it was obvious anyway. His girlfriend was trying her damn hardest to persuade him into eating her out, and it was working. Chad was tempted, too tempted while a lump formed in his pants from the sight. He pulled his girlfriend up onto a desk and sat her down, followed by him spreading her thighs apart and revealing more of her.

She was leaking profoundly, but it wasn't too much that Chad couldn't lick away. He delightfully shoved his face between her legs, lapping up all of her sweet nectar with just a few licks. Taylor covered her mouth, trying to keep her volume to a minimum while her boyfriend worked his mouth all over her clit.

Chad felt like he gave her enough, so he pulled back a bit and admired how flushed Taylor was (even if it wasn't that visible). But he didn't let her beauty distract him much longer before he got off his knees and stood between her legs, looking down at her.

"Maybe this surprise isn't so bad. But y'know what could make it better, Tay?"

She shrugged, not getting his hint until… "You wanna smash in here?!"

"I mean, you already dragged the both of us here and it wouldn't be so bad. But are you on birth control?"

"Why you ask me that? No condoms?"

Chad nodded, slightly embarrassed for being unprepared; "Sorry, Tay."

"But can'd you pull out and just put it on my stomach or somethin'?!"

"If I can't, can I…y'know."

"I consent to either option, but I mainly want you to pull out."

"Mhm, Tay. I'll try my best."

Chad unbuckled his pants and pulled them down, then did the same with his boxer briefs before dribbling some spit onto his face manhood. He slowly stroked himself before lining up with Taylor's entrance. Slowly, he eased himself into his girl before already moving inside her with a passion.

He moved gently, feeling her legs wrap around his waist to keep him deep. Chad gripped the sides of Taylor's waist, essentially pushing her more into the desk while he kept thrusting. He leaned forward, trying to find a deeper angle while maintaining his balance over her.

"Chad…I swear if you don't move faster—"

Taylor didn't even need to tell him twice because he already knew how she liked to be treated sexually: rough and hard, nun else (unless she wasn't in the mood for anything fast). Her grip around his waist tightened, the same as the feeling on Chad's dick. Taylor could feel herself get closer to an orgasm, which made Chad thumb her clit with his right hand.

He rubbed roughly, making every inch of her body jolt with pleasure before she succumbed to him. She squirted all over his dick, some of it even landing on his thighs. But did this make Chad slow down? Hell no. Instead, it made him move with more force in every quick thrust. Taylor couldn't hold herself up with her elbows anymore, so she wrapped her legs around Chad and held on for dear life.

The curly-haired basketball player removed his hand from Taylor's clit and returned it to her hip, gripping her right side again. She struggled to keep from orgasming again, even if she wanted to have it with Chad. But lucky for her, he was close too. By lifting her legs to her chest and bending them, Chad gripped Taylor's thighs and kept them apart while he went ballistic.

His hips slapped against hers brutally, desperately chasing for his orgasm before it slipped away. With one more stroke, Chad struggled to pull out as Taylor tightened around him once more and squirted again. This alone made Chad look down at Taylor's face and see her euphoric expression, all from an orgasm.

The look sent more energy to his dick, which made him thrust one more time and finally shoot a load of cum deep inside Taylor. Some flowed out around his shaft, getting onto the desk below once Chad was soft and pulled out.

"Chad, you lucky I'm on birth control…because this actually feels so good."

He chuckled, giving Taylor a loving kiss; "But we're still using condoms. This gotta be the only time we do somethin' like this, aight?"

"Well duh, Chad."

Everything seemed good until some students started knocking on the door, making the both of them jump. Taylor immediately got off the desk, grabbed some paper towel, and wiped the desk off plus her thighs. Chad quickly wiped his dick off and shoved it back into his boxer briefs, then pulled his jeans up and buckled them before helping his girl with her underwear and skirt.

After adjusting and helping each other, they ran out of the classroom and returned to lunch before it was too late. The coast was clean, maybe…