Actually Really Fun!

I took the stairs to avoid running into people on the elevator. Unfortunately, my social skills still needed a lot of work. But, weirdly, since Kat and I had started these 'sessions' it seemed like it'd been easier to talk to people. Earlier in the hallway, I'd even held a short conversation with a guy from down the hall! I guess after being molested and seduced, other interactions with people seem tame.

And who should be waiting for me at the bottom of the stairway but Kat herself, hands on her hips and one eyebrow raised. She began her judgmental tsking. "Oh, Adam. I thought this might happen. You can't just run away from people like this. From now on, you have to ride the elevator when you come down here, unless doing so would be dangerous for you." I suppose she could see my nervousness, because she stepped forward towards me and rested a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, don't worry about it honey. First of all, you don't have a choice. Rule one, remember? And besides, I'll be there to hold your hand. At least, the next few times. Does that sound okay?" She softly talked down to me. I looked up, biting my lip for a moment, the nervousness settling in my stomach. I nodded my head, smiling half-heartedly. She smiled back in a warm way, resting a hand on my shoulder before backing up and holding the door open for me.

I was feeling a little more bubbly, stepping through the door into the room full of people. My stomach gave me another growl to remind me that I had to eat something tasty. There were only a few restaurant installations in the student lounge: Two cafes, a Chick-fil-a, and a donut shoppe.

I immediately began to go towards the donut place, but a strong hand gripping my shoulder stopped me. "Uh-uh-uh little one. I know donuts might sound like a good idea for breakfast, but you need something healthy to eat, and we have to get you hydrated. You lost quite a bit of liquid last night~" This made me blush, as I'm sure she knew it would, and she took the opportunity of my bashful disorientation to take my hand and lead me into one of the cafes.

It was the one I didn't normally go to, more of a traditional coffee shop with in-the-moment made drinks and food. The other one sold pre-packaged drinks and food, as well as merchandise, and was a lot cheaper. She led me to the end of quite the long line, and I internally groaned. Or maybe that was just my stomach. "U-um, Kat? Maybe we should go to somewhere else..." I cast a look over at the donut place. It didn't have much of a line. They were able to get the product out rather quickly.

Kat just shook her head at me. She then looked forward toward the line and cleared her throat. I saw a few people standing there visibly jump, and within a few seconds everyone there had parted the line for her, and she began walking confidently up to the counter with me dragged along behind her.

I stared around at the people who looked at her in... fear? Respect? It was hard to say. Just what kind of reputation did she have around this school? She looked up at the menu, looking thoughtful for a moment before announcing to the person at register, "One breakfast panini with egg, turkey, and cheese please, with a side of fruit. I'll also take a small black coffee, and a water bottle."

She then leaned down to me, resting a hand on my head and petting slightly to get my attention. My eyes had indeed drifted over to the donut shoppe again, unintentionally. "Hey, little one. You've been a really good boy, and I'd like to treat you with a special coffee drink. So choose whichever one you want, okay?"

I turned my attention to the menu for a moment, surprised and delighted at the unexpected motion of kindness. With no part-time job, I didn't really have money to spare on expensive espresso drinks, so it was the perfect opportunity to splurge. I mumbled to her, "Um, a sixteen ounce soy white mocha, please?" I was a little sheepish about saying the order aloud, since it sounded like such a traditional, haughty cafe order. But she just shook her head at me.

"Louder, please, honey. I need to be able to hear you." She smiled at my discomfort, until I finally said it loud enough for the cashier to hear, too. They just smiled and punched in my order. They told Kat the price and she paid before leading me to the main lounge area. She picked out a table and sat there with me.

She allowed me to settle before she began to speak, "So, I looked over your class schedules. You've really packed them in tight, huh? It doesn't really matter to me, though. I've nearly got all my credits to graduate, so I pulled a few strings with some teachers and moved my schedule around to accommodate yours. Any moment you're free, I will be too. Which is to say, any moment you're free, I'll be there to snuggle and ravish my adorable baby boy."

While I sat in silence, adjusting to this news, the server walked to us with our food. Kat looked at it, licking her lips. "Mmm, looks delicious, huh little one? C'mere, right in my lap." She patted her lap, and I got out of the chair and stumbled into her arms' reach, somewhat in a stupor. She scooped me up and sat me down comfortably in her lap. It was a little odd how perfectly my tiny figure fell into place on her lap, which was made wide from muscular thighs and natural curves.

She lifted some of the breakfast panini to my mouth, prodding at my lips until I opened them. The feeling of food in my mouth snapped me suddenly back into the present situation. Did... did she really plan her schedule around me? Am I honestly that important to her? How could I be, she's only just met me. And I wasn't even trying to impress her when we met, why wasn't she perturbed by the real me? Every other girl seemed to be...

But she wouldn't allow me to speak or question what she'd just told me, no sir. She just kept feeding me, waiting until I finished with a bite before feeding me the next. I'd end every swallow by opening my mouth to speak, only to find another bit of delicious sandwich filling my tastebuds with savoryness. Once I was finished with half of the sandwich, she began to feed me fruit from a fork.

It didn't strike me as very odd when she hand-fed me the sandwich, since that was a finger food. But when she brought a utensil to my mouth... I didn't fight it, for fear of making a scene with her in public, but it took a little getting used to before I was comfortable with it.

I think she could see the conflict resolving in my eyes, because she cooed at me, "Good boy, good..." as she fed me another slice of honeydew melon. Soon I was finished with the fruit and she resumed feeding me the panini. After a couple more bites, I felt the need to wash all the bread down with something. I remembered, with delight, about the drink I'd ordered! I located it and reached for it on the table, but Kat slapped my hand away gently.

"Uh-uh, baby. I bought the meal, so I'm the only one who gets to touch it." She smirked at my confusion, picking up the paper cup and slowly bringing it to my lips. I continued to look up into her eyes, hesitantly trusting her to carefully pour the hot liquid into my mouth. Again, I wanted to avoid starting a scene, so I thought I'd give it a chance.

Soon the sweet coffee bathed my tongue, and I closed my eyes from the taste. Luxuries like this drink had become foreign to me, and I wanted to down it all quickly. However, fortunately for me, Kat kept pouring it at a steady pace so I could enjoy it for longer. She set the cup back down, leaving my lips suckling at the air. I could hear a giggle and I opened my eyes, unsure at first but soon realizing what I'd been doing. I quit the mime and blushed softly. I suppose I'd been really immersed in the taste and went into a sort of trance.

I might've imagined it, but I thought I saw a thoughtful look on Kat face before she pushed the last of the sandwich in my mouth. She then surprised me by putting a hand under my chin and helping me chew. I gave her a questioning, slightly uncomfortable look, and she seemed to realize what she'd started doing and stopped.

"Oh, um, sorry little Adam. I guess in my head I started worrying about you. Solid foods can be dangerous, I mean, what if you didn't chew enough and you choked? I mean, yeah, I'd perform abdominal thrusts on you, and then you'd owe me your life and I'd take you right here on this table to repay me, but still. I don't want you in danger."

How did she always figure out a way to twist a thought on me to make me blush? She gently lifted me off her lap, and a quick glance around showed that no one noticed that I'd just been fed my breakfast/lunch by this sexy, intimidating woman. Or maybe no one cared. Regardless, I wandered over and got back into my seat. My feet didn't quite reach the ground-- as usual --so I swung my feet back and forth slightly.

"Um, so, what do you want to do today? Miss Villines said she wants me to hang out with you a lot." I started.

"Oh? She wants you to?"

"Um... well, I-I want to, too."

"Hmm~ I thought so. Well, what would you like to do? A whole day with no classes... exciting."