(Stephanie’s POV)

 

I kept my eyes closed and laid on top of Keno, with steady breaths, I was able to act like I’ve fallen asleep. My body is tired and hurting. This is the first time that I had sex, it hurts, and yet amazing at the same time. The thrill that I’ve received just putting it in made my body convulse with joy and euphoria.

 

After some time, Keno stopped talking and moving. I opened my eyes to see Keno fainted, still inside of me.

 

Honestly, I was scared.

 

I was scared of Keno hating me for what I did to him.

 

Him avoiding me for the last couple of days made my heart and soul empty. He could not have known the relief I’ve felt when he started talking to me, accepting once more.

 

I knew it was a sign of his forgiveness.

 

I was ecstatic knowing that he accepted one part of me that I felt disgusted with. I could only hide behind my thoughts, feelings, and actions behind doors, afraid that the person I love will not be able to accept me.

 

It dawned on me that this person, Keno, was someone I could not live without.

 

This is why I concocted this plan to have him. To make him fall in love with my body. To know what he was missing without me.

 

And everything fell into place.

 

At first, he was adamant, he fought back, trying to escape his bindings. But after a while, he became docile. I could feel his body moving on his own to feel more pleasure from being inside me. I wanted to oblige, but just having an orgasm has made my body feeling weak and unresponsive. My insides still undulating from the waves of pleasure.

 

My mind went blank as saliva fell to my cheeks.

 

I knew my look was nothing like the stoic and confident class president that he knew. However, I felt that him seeing this side, him seeing that I am just a girl willing to do everything for him, will lead him to understand how much I am willing to sacrifice for him.

 

I moved my body to his side, his now limp dick popped out of my vagina, my own juices and blood covered my legs. I was too tired to clean myself and Keno that I started using his arm as a pillow, I rested my head and nested near his chest. I traced his face with my fingers, then gave his cheeks a peck.

 

It saddened me that we were not able to have our first kiss, but I’m sure that we can do a lot more once Keno wakes up. I wanted to have his semen inside me too. I wondered why he suddenly fainted once I stopped moving. He just stopped in the midst of his pelvis moving then went silent for a bit. I hope its not something bad.

 

I am hoping.

 

I am hoping that he forgives me for everything.

 

With my tired body, I removed keno’s binding.

 

It was a risk I was willing to take.

 

There was this sinking feeling in my gut that tomorrow might change everything.

 

However, I was still hopeful.

 

My plan was to take things slow and allow time for him to realize my feelings and his.

 

But it seems time is not on my side.

 

The girls in our class have started to approach him now.

 

My presence used to hinder them from approaching him before but since Monday, he changed a bit. I felt he became approachable, more open and friendly. He used to ignore the greetings of the people around. He did not smile or look at them. He was cold, unfeeling and unattainable.

 

I do not know what happened, but if this continues, then more and more girls will approach him. He might find one of them attractive, or some to be willing to give their bodies to him.

 

I could not accept that.

 

I needed to take measures to avoid that at all costs.

 

Luckily, his parents are not around for 2 weeks. They will be in a convention, leaving Keno on his own. I just need to design an event, which where he will not have a choice but to follow me inside the house.

 

My parents are busy abroad with our company. I am used to being alone, and Keno’s parents would always invite me to their house to eat and check up on me. This is one of the few perks I get for my parents being close to Keno’s parents.

 

Thank you, mom and dad.

 

It gave me a reason to be always around them.

 

Anyway, I wonder if it would have been better if I used an aphrodisiac instead of a sleeping pill?

If only I could get my hands on some before the designated time that I needed it.

Maybe Keno could last longer?

 

I mean, I knew for a fact that we did not do it long.

 

I hope he does not have a problem down there.

 

While I was lost in my own thoughts, my hands naturally went down to Keno’s member. It was sticky with sweat and my own juices but I did not mind. Although it was now docile, unlike earlier. I did not mind.

 

It started coming to life with my caress which made my heart thump with excitement.

 

I do not remember how long I was like that but I could vaguely remember the feel of his hot rod in my hand as I fell asleep.