L: Study Game
Liam and Blake, Marie and Lexi
Liam
Liam found it hard to study as he sat with Blake at a secluded table in his dorm's study room on the top floor. It was normally hard to focus on homework or books when he was with her, as...well, she was Blake. Both of them had other things they'd rather be doing that studying for their Comp-Sci finals.
It wasn't just that, today, though. Something was off with Blake.
Liam knew she was worried about finals and making sure she studied enough, considering her grades had a
lot
to do with the financial help the school gave her. He'd given her a bit of space, finding other ways to occupy himself without distracting her, but whenever he saw her at lunch or in class lately, he knew something still wasn't right. The time away from each other was probably helping with her studying, but...
There's something else bothering her.
That worried Liam. He didn't have a problem with Blake keeping things to herself--he had things he didn't really like sharing with others, either--he just hated that he knew she was hurting and he had no idea what to do to help.
He'd hoped studying together would relax her a bit and get her to open up, but so far, she'd either been fidgety or completely focused on her books or laptop.
As he studied his girlfriend--it still made him feel all warm inside whenever he thought of her like that--he smiled at the single stray lock of blue hair that had snuck out of her beanie to hang down next to her cheek.
Liam realized he'd probably been staring for too long, as when he glanced at Blake's eyes, he found her staring at him, dark eyebrow raised.
He couldn't help the heat in his cheeks.
"You realize studying was your idea, right?" she said, looking back to her laptop and typing away.
"Can you blame me for getting a little distracted?"
Blake rolled her eyes, "By how much of a shlub I look like today?"
Liam gave her a pointed look, "What, because you're not wearing make-up?"
Blake stuck her tongue out at him, "Yes. I didn't have time after working out this morning before class. And don't say I still look beautiful or something like that. I know I don't look comparatively bad, I just look average right now."
"What if you just look good enough to distract me from my studying?"
Blake tried to hide her smile, but Liam caught it, as well as the color in her pale cheeks.
Something else bothered him, though.
Blake
never
got up too late. Even when he'd slept over, he'd woken up to her mid-workout or already made-up and freshly showered. He'd only seen her oversleep or miss her morning routine when she'd come back from her walk of shame.
Liam held in a frown. She'd been in bad shape that day. If she was feeling like that today, something was definitely wrong.
Letting his gaze linger on Blake for just a moment longer before looking back to his lecture slides, Liam started thinking of a way to make Blake feel a better. Even if it was just for a little bit.
***
Marie
Marie looked up from her organic chemistry homework as her phone buzzed, then smiled when she saw Lexi's name and picture on the screen. Setting down her pencil, she picked up the phone and held it to her ear.
"Hey, Lexi."
"How's my good little slut doing?"
Marie's cheeks burned as a shiver ran down her spine, pussy clenching at Lexi's words. Her ass clenched, too, which wouldn't have affected her that much normally. At the moment, however, the plug inside her magnified the effects of Lexi's words even further.
"That's so not fair."
Lexi cackled on the other end, "You know you love it."
Marie frowned.
"Doesn't mean it's fair."
"I take it you haven't cum yet, then, slut?"
Marie sighed, blood racing, "No. I've been good. It would be a lot easier if I didn't have a plug stretching my ass all the time, though."
Marie could hear Lexi's smirk as she spoke, "But where would be the fun in that? Besides, if that was my cock stretching out your tight, slutty little ass all day, would you be complaining?"
Marie bit her lip, barely keeping in a moan as her ass clenched around the plug from the image Lexi put in her head.
Fuck, I want her inside me.
"Would you let me cum?"
"Would it matter?"
Marie wished it would, "No."
"And why is that?"
Marie's pussy clenched. She knew what Lexi wanted her to say.
"Because I'm a slut," she said, cheeks hot. She flexed her fingers, eager to reach between her legs. That could get dangerous, though.
"You're what?"
Marie swallowed, heart racing a bit faster.
"I'm your slut."
"That's right," Lexi said, "You're my slut. Which means you're a good slut who won't cum without my permission, right?"
Marie swallowed, "Yes, Lexi."
"Good. So, what have you been working on today? More orgo?"
Marie blinked for a moment at the abrupt change of topic, but she didn't question Lexi. Instead, she told her about her classes and her homework. Lexi already knew she was stressed about her chem final--everyone in her class was--but it was nice to have someone to talk to about it. This was the second time Lexi had called this week just to talk and tease her, though she'd texted her rules a few more times as she thought of them. Things like how Marie was to keep her pussy nice and hairless for Lexi, or what size buttplug she should be wearing.
When their conversation came to a natural halt, Marie found herself smiling, and way more relaxed than she'd been when she'd picked up the phone.
She bit her lip, blushing as she thought of the words, but forced them out anyway.
"I miss you."
"I miss you, too, Marie."
A wonderful warmth spread out from Marie's chest, making her fingers and toes tingle. She loved when Lexi called her "slut," but there was something just as special about Lexi using her name. It made her feel more like Lexi's girlfriend than her pet, though she loved being both. The label didn't matter to her. She just cared about how Lexi treated her and how wonderful she made her feel.
"Did you call just to check up on me?" Marie asked.
"Not
just
to check up on you. Though that was part of it."
Marie cocked her head, "What else, then?"
"I wanted to see if you'd been a good slut. Since you have..."
Marie swallowed, cheeks hot at the implication in Lexi's voice.
"Yes, Lexi?"
"Tell me what toys you have close by."
***
Blake
Blake frowned, biting her lip as she stared at her laptop. She knew she was probably fine on algorithms and data structures, considering she'd written some and analyzed a ton for her CRM project, but she couldn't help the sinking feeling that she would either forget everything during the final, or that the questions would be in a way that didn't make sense to her.
Taking a deep breath, she moved a strand of hair behind her ear, before realizing that doing so meant her blue hair was on display. She panicked for a half-second before looking around and realizing that Liam was the only one who could see it.
Instead of tucking it away under her beanie, she untucked it from behind her ear, letting it hang free. Liam liked her hair.
Blake glanced across the table at her boyfriend, and a comforting warmth spread through her. A part of her still had a hard time believing she was so lucky.
