He follows right away

He reads the note once and does not hesitate.

He leans close to Janice's ear.

Miles: getting some air. Back in five.

Janice: She barely looks up. don't be long.

He slips off the floor and moves through the crowd toward the stairs, taking them two at a time, the music fading below him with each floor. The third floor hallway is empty, the lighting dimmer up here, the noise from the main hall reduced to a distant pulse through the floor.

He finds the corner restroom at the end of the hall. Pushes the door open.

Aria is leaning against the far counter, arms crossed, still in the red dress, looking at him with the expression of someone who has been waiting and is not particularly surprised that he showed up.

Miles: nice move with the note.

Aria: You know, you were right. That day when you were texting me, telling of your plans for tonight bringing Janice.

Miles: I was. And?

Aria: And I did finger myself and came so bad thinking about tonight. So you better make me cum even harder now that we're here.

Miles pounces at her as they both kiss wildly. His lips devouring hers, their hands feeling every inch of each other's bodies.

She looks at him for a moment then looks down at his trousers and back up at his face.

She kisses the way she does everything, like she has already decided how it ends and is simply enjoying the process of getting there.

He turns her around biting her neck as they both enjoy watch themselves in the act in the mirror in front of them.

When they break he reaches for his belt.

Miles: come here then.

She puts a hand flat on his chest stopping him. She looks up at him.

Aria: No. It's your turn to get down.

Miles: my turn to what.

Aria lifts her dress up and points down to her pussy.

He looks at her for a moment then reaches down and lifts her in one motion, setting her on the edge of the counter, her back against the mirror. She parts her legs to accommodate him and watches him with dark eyes as he pushes her dress up slowly around her waist. He hooks his fingers into her underwear and pulls it down and off in one clean motion, dropping it on the counter beside her.

He looks up at her.

Miles: this what you had in mind?

She leans back against the mirror and tilts her chin up slightly.

Aria: Ssshhh. Less talking.

He obliges. He lowers his head and puts his mouth on her, his hands flat on her inner thighs keeping her open. She exhales sharply at the first contact of his lips licking her pussy, one hand going immediately to his hair. He moves his tongue slowly at first, reading her responses, adjusting, finding what makes her grip tighten in his hair and what makes her breath catch in the back of her throat.

Aria: god.

He does not stop. She starts moving against his mouth, her free hand gripping the edge of the counter, her reflection in the mirror behind her showing everything her expression tries to contain. He brings her right to the edge and keeps her there until she is pulling his hair with intent and breathing in sharp uneven bursts.

When she comes she does it almost silently, her whole body going taut, her thighs pressing against his shoulders, her head dropping back against the mirror.

He stands up. She is still catching her breath, her dress bunched around her waist, looking at him with an expression that has shed every last layer of composure.

She reaches forward and undoes his belt without looking down.

Aria: you've earned it now.

He pulls his trousers down and steps between her legs. She wraps them around his waist as he pushes inside her slowly, both of them going still for a moment at the contact.

He starts thrusting his cock inside her wet pussy. The position is deep and close, her arms around his neck, her forehead dropping to his shoulder as he finds a rhythm. He hooks his arms under her knees lifting them higher and she gasps at the new angle, her nails finding the back of his neck.

Aria: right there. Aah yes..don't stop.

He does not change anything. They move together in the small dim restroom, the counter edge creaking slightly, the distant music from two floors below completely irrelevant to either of them. She comes a second time with her face buried in his neck, shaking slightly, her legs gripping him hard.

He pulls out and turns her around. She plants both hands on the counter and looks at him in the mirror, hair disheveled, lipstick gone, her dress handing down exposing her tits looking more herself than she ever does in public.

Without wasting a second he pushe his cock back insider her. His rhythm doesn't miss a beat as he he looks at himself in the mirror ploughing Aria. Her moans, her pleasure and her tits bouncing.

He pulls her dress off further exposing her back and tits completely now. Pushing her down flat on the sink he grabs her waist and starts thrusting harder. Watching himself fuck Aria while Janice is probably waiting down for him makes him harder. He grabs Aria's hair gently but firmly, pulling her back. Her back arches as he continues to fuck her harder.

Aria screams his name and moans loudly as her body is hit by a massive orgasm.hoping no one hears them through the loud music.

There's only so long he could go as he draws closer to the climax.

Miles: Aria...fuck..I am gonna cum.

Ara: Not inside me, hold on.

She quickly got down on her knees exposing her tits to him.

Aria: I want your cum on my tits..

He does not stop. He comes hard stroking his cock, unloading his cum on her perfect tits.

They stay still for a moment, both breathing hard, the mirror fogged slightly in front of them.

Then Aria straightens up, pulls her dress back down, and checks her reflection with the composure of someone who has decided none of this shows.

He watches her.

Miles : how are you so calm right now.

She picks up her underwear from the counter and tucks it into his jacket pocket with a small smile.

Aria: Don't lose it, I have a feeling I'll get it back from you later tonight.

She checks her hair one more time, turns around, and straightens his tie with both hands.

Aria: go back to your date. For now.

He slips back out into the hallway and takes the stairs back down, Aria's underwear in his pocket and the distant sound of the DJ's voice reaching him before he hits the bottom step.

DJ: alright seniors. Gather around. It's time to announce your prom king and queen.