"UGHHH." SLAM. "UUUUUUUUUUGH." SLAMMMMMM...These weird noises stopped and something fell on my back, pressing meinto the mattress and started snoring....I felt something press between mybutt cheeks through the fabric of my pants.My mind was now clear enough to know this was really wrong, but Icouldn't exactly think why. Somehow I crawled out from under the snoringfigure, glad that it was immobile now.I climbed the ladder, slipped into my own bed, pulled the cover over myhead and fell asleep right. " I'd save why he was wrong for when I could actually do something about the problem. "I'm sorry I tried to interfere." I had to laugh. "I can't promise that I won't do so again, but you have my express permission to tell me to keep my big arrogant butt out of your affairs." I struggled to look behind myself. "Although, I'd been told it was rather slender."He laughed slightly. "I wouldn't know. I was speaking figuratively only. Not on your figure!" He added before I could suggest it. He sighed.. His hand left her face and with both arms he held her, tightly, pulling her up towards him. Her feet left the ground and she wrapped her legs around his waist. They continued with their passionate kiss, and she heard herself whining softly inside his mouth. Their tongues thrashed against each other, violently, and she pressed her body against his, her limbs tightening harder around him. “Fuck, Cassie,” he muttered during a short break in the kiss, and they resumed sucking each other’s tongues.. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.{if game_started = true}Deep in the Ranthambore jungle in India is a secret village, the Academy and a mysterious temple. The village is the home of only a few hundred or so people. The lives of the villagers is simple for their sole purpose is to teach and train the tributes that are housed in the Academy. The tributes came from various countries to the Academy every year, in hopes of staving off.