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The teacher droned on and on about something that Uzi couldn’t give less of a shit about.
Her gaze and attention were much more focused on her best friend N, and how much she would rather be next to him. At least he was fun and adorable and not boring like this class.
Ugh, how she wished it was over already… Oh, the things she would do once she got out of here. Maybe go hang out with N, V, and Thad. Maybe just go home and build something, anything but being in this class.
Uzi would give pretty much anything to be doing those things right now then listen to her teacher going on about how much he hated his life and working here with the occasional mention of something school-related.
It also didn’t help that Lizzy, everyone’s favorite stereotypically popular mean girl had chosen to sit right next to her today.
Uzi was surprised by this, considering that Lizzy and almost all of her classmates had always seen her as an unpopular freak who needed to be avoided at all costs.
Oh, whatever. Uzi wasn’t going to see any of them after this school year was done anyway.
Her daydreams of what to do once school was out for the day were broken as Lizzy tapped on her shoulder.
“Hey, loser. Didn’t you hear the teacher?”
Uzi groaned internally, “No, let me guess, something about his alcohol addiction and how much he thinks we’re all failures?”
“Funny but no. He told a couple of us to go get some boxes from an old storage closet.” Lizzy said, rolling her eyes and scoffing, “And he gave me this ring of keys, like I’m supposed to figure out which is which.”
“Oh no, you’re gonna have to actually try on something? Such a shame for you, isn’t it?” Uzi sarcastically replied.
“Whatever, Doorman. Come on, I wouldn't want your fat-ass slowing me down.” Lizzy remarked as she got up from her chair and headed towards the door.
Uzi did the same thing before stopping to ask Lizzy a question, “Wait, what do you mean by a couple of us? Who else is coming?”
“I am!” N suddenly spoke, coming up from behind Uzi and startling her.
Uzi was thankful that N was tagging along with them. Had it been Lizzy and any random classmate, this would probably suck a whole lot more than it would with N.
“Cool!” Uzi said as the three of them walked out of their classroom.
“Okay, I think this one has to be the right key,” Lizzy stated as she tried the probably fifteen key in the ring of keys.
“You said that five keys ago,” Uzi replied, putting a hand on her hip as N stood beside her.
“Aww, come on, Uzi! I’m sure Lizzy has got it this time!” N cheered, putting his hands on Uzi’s shoulder.
That was the thing Uzi liked about N, how optimistic he was even toward someone like Lizzy. So cheerful and naive, he was both stupid and adorable at the same time, like a puppy dog.
Lizzy inserted the key into the lock and twisted it, hearing a clicking noise as she tried the handle and it opened.
“Ugh, finally! Since I did the very hard work of opening this door, you two can do the rest of the work and get these boxes back to class.”
Lizzy gave a fake wave and smile before pulling out her phone and beginning to type on it, much to Uzi’s annoyance.
“Oh, thank you so much for your kindness.” Uzi scoffed as she went inside of the closet.
“Ooh, let me help!” N replied as he walked in after her.
The first thing Uzi noticed was that it was very hard to fit both of them inside of the closet. She was right to N's upper chest and he was starting to press on her a little bit.
Tilting her head up, Uzi could see the pairs of the boxes that her teacher asked for. The only issue was that N was towering over her much shorter stature and making it even harder to move than it would be if it was just her in the closet.
“N! Get out of here, there’s barely enough for me!” She remarked, trying to shoo him away.
“Ooh… sorry, Uzi! I’ll-!” N started to say before the door slammed shut and N and Uzi both heard a clicking noise.
The room was plunged into darkness with the only source of light being from the outside of the door, with the small creak through the door barely giving them enough room to see.
Uzi immediately knew who did this, not like it was all that hard to figure out. Who else would lock her inside of a closet with her best friend?
“Okay, ha-ha, Lizzy. You got your laugh, open the door.” Uzi demanded, frowning.
“Umm, no way, leaving you trapped in there in N for over an hour is the best way for him to figure out what a degenerate and freak you are. I’m sure he’ll want to tear your throat out within fifteen minutes.”
“W-Wait, what do you mean an hour!?” N stammered.
“Do you really think the teacher would even give a shit if you two are out of his class? It’s probably better for him anyway. I’ll come back for you guys in an hour… buh-bye!”
N and Uzi watched Lizzy’s shadow from underneath the door walk away with the sounds of shoes on the floor slowly starting to fade away.
“…Shit,” Uzi muttered, feeling upset that Lizzy had managed to put her in this situation.
As if her plan would even work, N wasn’t an asshole like her. He would never leave her or stop being her best friend for whatever flaws Lizzy thinks she has.
N, on the other hand, was trying to focus his mind on what Lizzy did and other topics rather than focusing on the fact that Uzi’s ass was extremely close to his crotch.
No, he couldn’t think about that. Uzi was his best friend and he would never have any sort of… weird thoughts about her.
N wasn’t someone who even gets thoughts like so why was he getting them now? Sure, he was told that it was normal for teens his age but he wasn’t one who gets those types of feelings, especially not for his best friend.
He reached over for the door handle but of course, it was locked. There was no escape from this awkward situation.
Uzi was also starting to feel the pressure from being stuck in this less-than-ideal position. Her nose brushed against the wall as she felt N’s hot breath down on her neck every few seconds, making it hard for her to not blush at the feeling.
She knew that N was a pretty tall guy but Uzi hadn’t even fully realized how much of a height difference they had until this moment. Curse N for being so tall or curse her body for making her one of the shortest girls in her class.
“…Um, Uzi… if we move, I think we can create some more distance between us. We’re, umm, pretty close together.” N said, his voice almost sounding breathless or even more like he was suppressing a moan.
“Wow, you didn’t realize that before!?” Uzi barked, trying to play up her annoyance even if she was really more embarrassed than anything.
“Sorry…” He muttered, biting at his lip.
“…Whatever, on three, okay?”
“Okay. One, two, thre-!”
N couldn’t even finish his sentence as Uzi moved her body before he finished counting. Her sudden movement startled him and he tried to balance himself only to push his body further into Uzi’s and get his leg stuck in between hers.
“Fuc~!” Uzi groaned before quickly shutting her mouth, hoping that N didn’t hear that.
Did she just moan? Oh god, she just moaned! Uzi moaned right in front of her best friend…
She prayed that N didn’t hear that slip-up, how was she ever gonna live this down? Uzi didn’t mean to do that, it all just happened so suddenly and her body reacted without warning.
It’s not that she liked this feeling or anything! N was her best friend and only her best friend. Uzi was definitely not slowly becoming slowly turned on by this.
She wasn’t trying to suppress the urge to just moan in pleasure from this moment, from this feeling N was unintentionally giving her.
No, not at all.
His leg was now pressed against the middle of her crotch, slightly rubbing against her slit, covered by her underwear.
Uzi’s breathing increased as she wanted to slam her head against a brick wall. Of course, the day where she decides to wear a skirt is the day where this shit happens.
N was also trying to suppress his urge to voice how this was truly making him feel. He desperately tried to focus on something else, anything else so that the blood wouldn’t rush down to his crotch.
N tried his best to just pretend that he couldn’t feel the sensation of Uzi’s silt from through her underwear. He ignored any thoughts that told him to try to rub his leg to get a better feel.
Uzi was just his best friend!
“I, uh, I wonder how long we’ve been trapped in here so far…” Uzi finally asked, breaking the awkward silence between them, “Maybe Thad or V will notice us missing and come find us.”
“Ummm… I’m not too sure about that, Zi. This doesn’t exactly look all that good on us…”
“What exactly are you implying?” Uzi asked, already getting an idea about his implication but wanting to hear it out of his mouth.
N sucked in air as he spoke, “Well, it just looks like we came here to… do things and accidentally locked ourselves in here. It doesn’t help that we’re sweating and you’re sitting on my thigh and… you know, we have a close friendship…”
As he said that, N tried his best to keep his brain from imagining what it would look like if they did come here to do… certain things.
With him towering over her, his hands leaning against the wall as he leaned down towards her neck, opened his mouth, and-!
Nope! N needed to stop thinking like that! This was his best friend, not his girlfriend but someone he had known for years and had no romantic or sexual interest in.
At least, he thought he didn’t.
Unfortunately, the mental image of what he could do to her in this situation buried its way inside of his head and he groaned softly, out of both lust and frustration at himself.
“What type of things?” Uzi questioned.
She really couldn’t explain it but she wanted to hear N say outright what he meant, even if Uzi already knew.
“L-Like, you know… I came and pinned you to the wall or something! W-Why are you making me say this out loud?”
“I dunno…” Uzi mumbled as she pictured N holding her in place, his breath mixing in with hers as she had no choice but to face him.
Maybe she wanted that to happen a little more than she wanted to admit.
“N, you wouldn’t happen to have your phone on you, right?” Uzi eventually asked, getting any weird thoughts out of her head so she could focus.
“…No, sorry, Zi… I left it back in my bag in class. I’m not sure if it would even help, considering our school doesn’t have the best signal.”
“True but then we would have an idea of how much time we have unless class is over and V and Thad notice we’re gone.”
Uzi shimmered her hand down into the pocket of her hoodie and reached for her phone only for it to drop to the floor.
“Shit… I’m not sure if I can even reach it now…”
“Well, it’s alright, Uzi, I’m sure we can-!”
Uzi started to reach downward for her phone, unknowingly pushing her ass even closer to N’s dick.
He froze in place as more blood rushed down below, he struggled to suppress the urge to just let out a soft moan at the sensation.
“H-Hey, Uzi… can you stop-!”
“I almost got it! Just give me like a few more seconds!”
“Uzi…”
“A little more…”
“Uzi!”
“I almost got it-!”
N quickly and roughly gripped Uzi’s hips to keep her in place, “Zi! Stop! You’re making things a little bit hard right now!” He growled.
Well, he wasn’t right, Uzi was making certain things a lot harder.
Uzi let out a small squeak at the feeling of N’s hands holding her and preventing her from moving.
She had never seen N get so frustrated before, he was always extremely positive and go-lucky, almost nothing could make him upset unless you were doing something really messed up in front of him.
And, she never expected him to use his nickname for her in that fucking tone of voice. Uzi felt heat rushing through her chest and downwards as she wished N would keep holding her like this.
Then, Uzi felt something poking her.
Her eyes widened and she gulped as she asked the uncomfortable question for an answer she was already aware of.
“N… is that what I think it is…?” Uzi quivered, trying to not think about the implications of this.
However, part of her was just considering asking N to take her right then and there.
N’s response came swiftly, even if he didn’t want to say anything.
“…Yes.”
“…Seriously!?”
“You know what? Yeah, seriously! I get trapped in a tiny closet and then I have my best friend essentially grinding against me and then my thigh gets stuck in between her legs and she’s grinding on me so much that it’s so hard for me to not just do something about all of this tension!”
He pushed her further towards the wall, effectively keeping her pinned.
“And then, I kinda realize that I think my best friend is really pretty and I actually really like her and being this close to her. So yeah, I do have a boner and it’s not that surprising!”
Uzi didn’t say anything, she didn’t have to as N’s thigh, the one that Uzi was basically riding, felt wet.
“…D-Did you just…?” N asked, surprised at the sudden wetness he felt.
“…Maybe,” Uzi remarked, feeling embarrassed for letting her bodily reactions overtake her and kinda release themselves on N.
Another few moments of silence passed by as N leaned back away from pinning Uzi to the wall and she leaned back onto his chest.
“Okay, fine! Do you want me to be honest as well? I get pushed into a closet and locked in with my best friend who I realize is fucking hot as hell and that I kinda like being pushed around by taller guys!”
N’s breathing only increased with her rant.
“And then, when I try to move to get my body to get some more space, a fucking idiot gets his thigh intertwined with me so much that I’m basically riding him, and then he talks about pinning me to the wall and making out with me which makes me wish he did just that!”
N did exactly what she requested and pushed her against the wall again.
“And then, I try to get my phone and he grabs my hips roughly, proceeds to say my nickname in the sexiest voice ever, pins me against the wall just like I wanted, says all of this stuff about me, and turns me on so much that I’m fucking soaking through my underwear!”
Their bodies were firmly pressed against each other as N leaned down towards Uzi’s ear, “I… I really make you feel like that? You really like me calling you “Zi”, huh?”
Uzi was on the verge of falling to the floor, her knees felt like they were about to give out.
“Yes! You’re really fucking charming and cute, you know that?”
“Can we please just make out already?” N groaned, unable to take all of this pressure anymore.
“Yes! Fucking yes, you dumbass! I wish you did that ten minutes ago!”
With her confirmation of their mutual desires, N quickly picked Uzi up from the ground and spun her around to face him. He pushed her against the wall and wasted no time pressing his lips against hers as Uzi moaned.
Her hands found their way to N’s neck to pull him closer as her legs wrapped around his waist.
N subconsciously started to grind himself against Uzi as they kissed, which just fueled the already burning hot fire between them.
He pulled away much to Uzi’s disappointment unt he leaned down on her neck and began to kiss and bite at it, grinding her skin through his teeth.
His entire face was now nuzzled between her neck as he kept biting her, causing Uzi to shiver and let out more soft pants and moans.
The feeling of his cock rubbing against her already soaking silt only added to the already sensual feeling.
“N…” She groaned as her hands tugged at his hair.
They were both so into their moment that neither of them was paying attention to the sounds of footsteps coming nearby.
Or the sounds of someone fiddling with the lock, nor when the door actually opened.
“What the-!?” Two voices said at the same time.
The sudden noise snapped N and Uzi out of their lust-filled trance and they turned to see V and Thad staring at them in shock.
Neither pair said anything to each other for a few seconds, all of which felt long and dragged out with the feeling of dread and embarrassment.
“…Goddamnit,” Uzi mumbled as she buried her head into N’s shoulder.
“What the hell are you two doing!?” V suddenly said, the look of confusion and shock never leaving her face.
“V-V… I-I… we can explain! This isn’t what it looks like…?” N stammered.
“How do you explain… that?” Thad asked, pointing at the intimate position.
N opened his mouth to give some sort of explanation, or really, to give them some type of excuse but he couldn’t think of anything.
He awkwardly put Uzi down on the floor as the two walked out of the closet, both of their cheeks were increasing their heat.
“Umm, how’d you guys find us…?” Uzi asked, rubbing her arm up and down as she looked at the floor, not being able to face V and Thad.
“We noticed you two weren’t in class so I called your phone and we heard it ringing from the closet…” Thad explained.
Fuck, Uzi didn’t even hear her phone ringing. How far was she into her own horiness?
“I knew you guys were close but I didn’t think you were close enough to where you’re making out in closets!” V exclaimed.
“That’s not what happened!” N protested.
“That's exactly what happened…” Uzi remarked.
“You guys really couldn’t have waited for after school was done instead of in the middle of class?” Thad questioned, raising an eyebrow.
“No! I mean… we… Lizzy locked us in here and she wanted to see how long it would take until N went for my throat…” Uzi said, looking at N, “I guess she was right, he did go for my throat, just not in the way she wanted.”
N covered his mouth as he choked and his eyes widened before he started to blush.
“Okay… so, like… does this mean that you two are dating now?” Thad asked.
N and Uzi shared a look.
“Well, I like you and you like me so…” N trailed off.
“I guess we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now, cool.” Uzi smiled, grabbing N’s hand.
“…Good,” N replied, nervously letting out a smile as Uzi held his hand.
“So… same time, next week? Kinda wanna finish what we started.” Uzi giggled as she lightly kissed N on the cheek and walked away.
N chuckled as he followed after her, leaving V and Thad by themselves.
“…What the hell just happened?” V asked, throwing her hands up in the air in frustration.
N and Uzi made out in a closet and now they were dating? What the fuck!?
“No clue… but, you know… we could go into that closet and-!” Thad started to say before V gave him a light snack on his head.
“Ow!? What was that for!?” Thad groaned as he touched his head.
“I am not going to make out with you in a closet,” V answered.
“…Does that mean we can make out anywhere else…?” Thad suggested.
“Thad!”
“I’m just saying…”
V gave him “the look” as her eyes narrowed on him, making him laugh nervously and sweat.
“Okay… fair enough.” He remarked.