Loudly scream your own name with a mixture of fear and aggression

"Jack! Jack O'Leary!" you scream at the top of your lungs.

The whole library goes silent. Well, it was already silent, making your outburst even louder in comparison. Caoimhe's mouth slides free of your cock, which quickly softens as you get nervous.

"Um... yeah, I know your name, Jack," Angie says. "I... I'm going to go."

Angie turns and hightails it out of their as quickly as she can. The Librarian, an archaic looking spinster who you assumed up until now was a partially mummified corpse, stares at you angrily, while you get a lot of confused gazes from other students. You sit there, embarrassed and nervous, until the gazes stop, giving you a chance to tap Caoimhe on the head and let her escape from under the desk, sitting next to you.

"Hey," you say.

"What the fuck was that, Jack O'Leary?" Caoimhe asks.

Her voice isn't even angry or worried. It's just pure shock.

"I... I don't know. Can we continue studying and never talk about this again?"

"Yes. Good idea."

And they never did.