Quizzing

I stare out the balcony window of my apartment, the stars twinkling on the dark backdrop of the night sky, my brain fuzzy as Vi’s words slide into one ear before falling out of the other. A strange sense of anticipation rattles around my body for my session with Mrs. Revers. Nothing will happen… Right?

Bonk.

The shock of the thump on the top of my head tears me from my stupor. Vi is glaring at me, plastic water bottle in hand. “Are you even fucking listening, dummy?” I nod; her stare intensifies.

“Come onnnnnn, Erik. Exams are next week, can you focus a little? I'm here for you, I don't even do this subject!”

I grimace and offer a half-hearted smile in her direction, the laptop screen reflecting off the glasses resting on her nose. “I'm a bit distracted.”
“What's more important than your exams??”
I always forget how locked in Vi gets when it comes to her education. Despite everything happening around us, everything with Max, especially. Since the start of this week, she has barely even looked at her phone. This is the most monogamous we have been since this whole journey began.

Bonk.

“STOP ZONING OUT!”

I grimace and slide down in my chair, raising my arms above my head, “Ahhhhh, I just can't study, I have ADHD.”
She rolls her eyes and lifts the bottle to whack me again.

“Okay, okay!!” I smile as I look down at my notes. “I don't know, I think I need like an incentive or something, you know?”
I can see her eyes narrow, her breathing quietens as she puts the bottle on the table. “Will you study and focus if I let you play this out?”

I look up and nod like an excited puppy.
She rolls her eyes, her face relaxes for a moment as she thinks about how best to tease me, knowing it's exactly what I want.She looks back at me, a smirk tugs at her lips as her eyes go from innocent to the playful, dominant shape that immediately causes a stir below my belt.

“Okay…. Sure.”

“Wrong.” Her voice carries a sharp edge. Her eyes look back down at her phone. “I hope you’re not throwing this game, darling. I won't be very happy if you’re not giving me your best effort.”

I swallow as I glance at my notes, my heart beating in the way that only Vi can inspire. “I swear I’m not…”
She smiles as she sends another photo. “You’re so lucky I had so many layers on in this outfit.” She turns the phone to me, and my eyes snap to the photo she sent Max.

“When did you take this?” I ask her nervously

“Is that fear I hear in your voice?” She smirks as her fingers caress my knee, “I took it for fun, maybe I was waiting for an excuse to send this to someone… or post online.” She winks.

She forces my attention back to the questions, my desire to show off my intelligence, and the darker desire to make my girlfriend show herself off wage with each question I answer.
Vi crosses her legs as she leans back in the chair, looking at me with a genuinely sweet smile on her face. “I am both surprised but also not at all surprised that this study method works with you.” She bites her lip ever so slightly. “You really locked in after the lingerie photo I sent, you got everything right.”

I feel my chest swell with pride as she looks at me, impressed. “Maybe you should help me study more often.”
She scoffs as she hands her phone over to me. “You wish, I have my own exams to study for.” She glances at the phone as I grab it. “I know you want to see what Max and I talked about after I didn't send him anymore.”

Max: Fuck. You’re so fucking freaky. I want to finish what we started at your dorm. Without an audience.

Vi: Why? It turned me on to suck you off with him right there.

Max: Seriously? You guys are okay with that?

Vi: Yes sir. Next time, I want him to watch you fuck me.

Max: Jesus…. I don’t know.

Vi: You don’t like me anymore?

Max: Does this look like I don't like you anymore?

The chain of messages finishes off with Max sending a waist-down photo of his cock, lying in what I assume to be his bed… It kind of looks like someone's lying next to him…
Vi laughs as I recoil slightly at the sight of nothing but another man's cock. “Didn't appreciate the last message?” She grins. “I’m sleepy. Shall we sleep? Just Sleep.” She winks. I roll my eyes and grab her arm as I drag her gently to my bed, yawning as I get hit by the sudden exhaustion of an evening of study.