Then, he forced a pill into her mouth, making her swallow it.
It was over.
When she swallowed the pill, she knew she couldn't escape, as usual. He was always in control of these things, and she was passive.
The effect of the pill would take a while, and he started tearing at her clothes, leaving soft kisses on her body, tender and lingering.
"Little Fish, don't be nervous, relax..."
"Alright..."
"Little Fish, do you like it?"
"No...I don't like it!"
"How can you not like it? I love it...I can't help but want to press against you all the time..."
"You're already doing it..."
"Then you can only blame your beauty, your allure..."
A strange heat surged within her body, and she cried, because at this time she couldn't control herself...
"Anjue...promise me, from now on only do it in bed, not anywhere else, okay?"
"Why..." he kissed her deliriously, "before we'd be in bed, on the sofa, in the school's office, on the rooftop...so exciting, I love it..."
