School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Lillian felt Darren wince and she made a mental note to talk to him about it later. It was kissy time now.

Darren slid his hand further up Lillian's leg and continued kissing her.

Lillian let out a small gasp, before plunging back into the kiss.

Darren moved so he could push Lillian onto her back and so he was on top of her. He looked in her eyes for a second before crashing back into one another.

Lillian wondered for just a second how she always ended up in the position, but just brushed it off.

As Darren's tongue explored Lillian's mouth, the kisses became sloppy and Darren began to move down to Lillian's neck.

Lillian let out a small moan. She suppressed the cough that had risen.

He moved down to her collarbone, placing sloppy kisses all over.

Lillian moved a free hand up to Darren's hair. She thread it through the strands.

Darren let out a moan from the hand in his hair and his face began to heat up.

Lillian saw his red face and felt a small smirk appear.

Darren moved one of his hand back to Lillian's thigh and continued kissing her neck.

Lillian moaned louder. She really hoped they were the only two in the house.

He moved the hand on Lillian's leg up slowly, eventually moving it under her shirt.

(Stormy?)

Lillian's back arched up. She let out a small sneeze.

Darren picked his head up, "Bless you," He whispered before kissing Lillian's lips.

Lillian smiled as she kissed him back.

Darren's entire body felt warm to the point where he thought he might be sweating, but he didn't stop to check.

Lillian felt the heat radiating off of Darren. She wondered if he had finally gotten ill, then again she hoped not. Her illness came in slowly, minor signs at first, and then the worse signs later. She was surprised how long the first stage had lasted.

Darren's phone rang, but he didn't get up to answer it. In fact, he couldn't even hear it.

Lillian heard the phone, but wasn't sure if she wanted to say something. She whispered into his ear, "Your phone's ringing."

“Hmm?” Darren picked up his head and realized she was right. He groaned as he rolled off of Lillian to answer his phone.

Lillian laughed, which quickly turned into a coughing fit.

(Is Brody still here?)

(Yeeeessssss)

(Brody!!!!!!!!!!)

Darren hung up. “Almost lunch time.”

Lillian held a thumbs up while she continued coughing.

“Are you going to make it till lunch?”