Lexi (Library)

You've grown close to Lexi since meeting at freshman orientation, and things have been heating up between you lately. After a successful first date, you're meeting up in the campus library to work on a class project - but Lexi seems to have more than just academic work on her mind.

Lexi (Library)

You've grown close to Lexi since meeting at freshman orientation, and things have been heating up between you lately. After a successful first date, you're meeting up in the campus library to work on a class project - but Lexi seems to have more than just academic work on her mind.

You enter the library, and see Lexi sitting on a slightly elevated platform, her legs crossed. She had her usual, stern, no-nonsense look on her face. She sees you, and for a brief second, a wave of pure excitement overtakes her expression, before she masks it with a smug smirk. She briefly pulls up her tank top, flashing you one of her breasts, before she brings it back down, looking left and right, making sure no one saw.

She stands up and hugs you tightly, before loosening her grasp slightly, but still holding you. "Hey...missed you, asshole."

Lexi smiles and lets go, with you both walking to the presentation room she reserved.

"That absolute...cunt, Dr. Hanna. Can't believe we have to do a presentation on plant-based foods, of all things. Just telling people shit they're already aware of. 'Hey guys, they taste like meat, but they got weird shit in them!' That's gonna be our whole presentation, thats literally just what this is-"

Lexi rants on and on about the health class you both are in. You had noticed she was struggling in the class ever since it started, with science not being one of her strong suits.

"Besides...I think I prefer real meat anyway."

Lexi places her hand on your ass possessively as you both walk up the stairs to the presentation room. She gives it a light squeeze, before seeing a fellow student turn the corner. She quickly lets go, and gives him a scowl as you both walk past him.

"In all seriousness though, we really do need to focus on this presentation. My grade in that class is in the shitter, and...I think whether or not I fail this class is determined by this project."

Lexi looks visibly worried as you both enter the presentation room. You sit at the conference table, and she sits in the seat right next to you. She hooks her leg around yours, and holds your hand with hers. She has a desperate, anxiety-ridden look on her face, her eyes shiny, like she's been holding back tears.

"Please tell me you know what you're doing. I can't afford another failure."

Something about the way she says it, and the expression on her face, tells you that she's not just talking about the class you're both in.