Tails

"It was tails, Emma. It landed on tails."

"Oh, okay," Her face was furrowed again, but this time a slight smile creased her lips, "why don't we move on to another topic, I can get this one down in my own time."

"Are you sure Emma?"

"Yes, I'm sure. What about Taylor's Theorem? I was away the day that was taught."

And so, it continued for another half-hour, when Emma got up from her chair.

"Hey Isaac, I'm just going to pee really quick, don't worry I'll only be a couple minutes."

Two minutes went by, then three, then four, then twenty. By the twenty-fifth, he was about to get up and check if she was alright, just as she reappeared. She seemed oddly jolly for someone who had just been to the restroom, her face was bound by yet another grin so infectious that even his grim, studious library self could not help but smile back. She practically skipped over to Isaac's table before grabbing the back of his head, leaning down and swiftly pressing her mouth against his. Her lips muffled his yelp of surprise as she **** her soft, pink tongue down his throat. Caught by surprise, at first, he allowed her to explore his mouth without resistance, before meeting her tongue with his own, where they grappled in the cavern of his mouth.

This was the first time she had ever kissed him on the lips like this, it was nothing alike that peck she gave him before the Winter Break. Where before she had been playful, this time their mouth's embrace oozed with passion and unquenchable desire. As their faces interlocked, she pressed her bodies against his, he could feel her pert breasts harden against his torso. Stiff nipples pressured his chest as she slowly lowered herself onto his lap with her legs wrapping around the back of his chair. Emma began to rhythmically rub her crotch against his, drawing in short, quick breaths between tongue bouts. His cock was fully hard, desperately begging Isaac to release it from the barriers of thin fabric that imprisoned it. Isaac's brain was turning to muck, melting like a stick of butter under her spell. All he wanted to do was just sit there with her in the library holding each other and never break from this kiss for all eternity.

After a couple minutes of this, Emma released her iron grip on the back of his head and gently untangled her tongue from his as he took in deep breaths.

"What? I can't kiss my new boyfriend?" she giggled at his shocked face, "and besides, you deserved at least a kiss for all your hard work. I know I'm not exactly a quick student, thanks for being so patient."

He was still in a state of disbelief, trying to stutter out a reply when he noticed Emma had already gotten off his lap and packed her things.

"I'll see you later tonight, Isaac, okay?" Emma said, flashing him a sweet smile as she practically sprinted from the table.

"Wait! What do you mean tonight?" Isaac asked to her empty chair, finally in control of his body once again.