“Now go see that boy. I'm sure there will be plenty of time to catch up now that the matter has been settled.” Fredrick grinned as if he knew what was on her daughter's mind, was it that obvious to her folks or was there something she was revealing to them subconsciously.

The actual arrangements with the school would wait a little longer, but he knew she ought to see Vilmer. After all it could have been as simple as Vilmer giving something away now that she thought about it. Constantly inquiring about her, being around for the latest news even when she wasn't here … and maybe they felt since she wasn't bad mouthing the boy either that she didn't find him annoying either …

Yeah, that had to be it.

“Go, now,” he made a shooing gesture. “Before your mother gets back and starts asking you where you are going or asks you all sorts of questions. God she'll have you on birth control before you managed to get ten meters from the room! I'll take care of her, you deal with the beau that still seems interested in you.”

... Damn it, dad. Are you going to mention such things, toooo...!? Vikky felt very hesitant suddenly when her father told her to leave to meet Vilmer. She looked at him a slight doubt in her expression. It… it felt wrong to just leave him here, even if he was alright. She was…

“But I came here to see you, not him… You’re the one who was hu…” … She cut herself off mid-sentence at her father’s grin. Oh, not only her mother, huh. Father was also an excellent Vikky-reader. A cop on top of that, and he was probably better than mom at this. Guilt spread across her as she figured she’d never be able to keep any secrets from these two. Her father was shooing her away like she was a little kid who was now allowed to go play. That became a very ironic meaning, considering… things. She couldn’t hold herself from smiling back at her father. He knew exactly what she wanted.

“Thank you, dad. You're the best. I’ll trust you to keep her in place~” With that she turned around with a brilliant grin and hurried her way towards the door. She didn’t know where she’d find Vilmer, but… oh, what would she say to him? It mattered little, just she got to him! Vikky could not afford to waste this moment given to her by her father! It was time to go and meet her boyfriend~! Vikky got out of the room, and started scanning and searching the area for wherever she’d find Vilmer. If he wasn’t immediately in sight, she’d search in the visitor’s area. Otherwise she’d… improvise! And definitely stay away from the route her mother might use to deliver coffee! Hihi…

There would be plenty of time to get reaquainted now that he was in stable condition Fredrick didn't have to be dotted over. Yes, he ached but he would survive. He saw that his daughtere had other things on her mind and Vilmer was around all the time inquiring about her. You didn't need to be a detective to link the clues together.

Eventually as she combed the hospial she found Vilmer in one of the lounges with half a bottle of fruit punch. Ahe loved the stuff and it was surprising that he still had some left though she noticed two empty bottles of it near him in a bin as sne approached and thus she could only assum/

Still in his uniform minus the hat that now rested on a counter nearby he gazed at her as she approached a smile filtering over his face though as it drew away hers did as well.

}What are you doing here, Vikky? You ought to be with your father,”

Not that he seemed to really be complaining that she was here and after a moment he stepped forward after settigt his juice down. His hands tucked into her own, he smiled then kissed the crown of her head tenderly.

“We got to talk ...”

There! Vilmer was right there, in the lounge! He had been… drinking a lot of fruit punch? Vikky had heard about that people consume more when they are worried about something, herself having been affected by this condition at times, but was that it? Suddenly a trail of worry struck through Vikky as she became a bit less secure in her approach. But… but it was Vilmer! It… it must be alright. Too much had gone her way now to strike back at her. What was troubling him? Vikky would find out. Oh, yes, she would. She had to. As girlfriend, she had to make sure her boy was feeling alright…

“Oh, I did say I should stay with him because… well, it was him I came for, but he sent me off to talk to you since he knew we wanted some time...” Vikky smiled at him, making sure to show her best side. He took her hands and kissed her… on her head. Gee, people like kissing her on her head today. But, she didn’t mind. They could kiss her wherever they wanted. With… some potential exceptions. For the moment, she just enjoyed the momentary spot of affection. But then… those words. ‘We got to talk…’

… Vikky felt her smile falter a bit due to the serious nature of those words and what they might mean. N-no. Don’t let your imagination run amok. Just calm down and listen to what he has to say.

“Alright.” She simply nodded and awaited what else he’d say. If he wanted them to talk somewhere else, she’d allow him to lead her there. If he wanted to talk here, she was fine with that. If he was going to intend that they were to talk, but not right now… uh… she’d come up with something for the occurrence. Currently, she just waited what Vilmer would say.

His fingers traced the back of her hands as he peered into her eyes. He could see some worry in them as he lead her off to a room, an office that had been used for consultations on the weekdas for the most part. Tough it was unlocked there would be less chance for someone to round a corner for instance and ruining matters or bring an end to their discussion.

“Is that so?” He commented about her father though that could not be helped of course. He dotted on the question a bit more then dismissed it as he peered into her eyes with her own.

“Just listen to me, hear me out before interupting, ok?”

He waited to get a confirmation from her bfore continuing. “I once considered colleage with no concern as to what you did. I dunno, I was thinking of so many things back then too and even got wrapped up with braking up with you for a time there.

“ thought it would be easier, that you would just find someone else at whatever college you attented then considered that you would if we went to different schools after a bit.

“Wy was considering it has nothing to do with you or that I cheated or was thinking about it or anything like that. Only that I figured it would have been easier and the school I was recruited to had an Amazing basebal program and my scholarship covered most things.

“At first that was all I could think about to stay focused on the game though after a few das I realized that they're were more important things out there and kept thinking about you. I got distracted to the point it was throwing off m game. I knew then that I had made the wrong decision and let's say the whole expulsion thing wasn't entirel unwanted either.

“I was expecting to see you here at a community college not expectjng you to travel too far from home but was disappointed to realize that you were gone. I waited for you to come back though. Your folks told me that they didn't let students come back between semesters or even on holidays which was rather discouraging until all this happened.

“If it takes four years I will wait for you..”

[I am going to assume he was done there]

He led her into an office. Vikky allowed herself to be guided, but now she was starting to get nervous. By what reason did they come in here? She understood the advantages with privacy, but… this wasn’t the absolutely safest possible place either. This made her nervous both because it potentially was something that didn’t need that much privacy and could be finished with a simple talk, or that it was something absolutely private and this was just that slightest less safe than Vikky would have liked.

… He… he had something really important to say to her, huh? Vikky looked even more worried for a moment as she gave a little nod for Vilmer to continue. She… she needed to hear it too, after all.

She just… listened. Her eyes widened temporarily when she heard that he had wanted her to go to some college and find someone else. Not because he wanted someone else, but because… because he thought it would be easier. But… but he had come to realize he had been wrong, and that he wanted her. And indeed… she caused a wound to him by going that far away… Her plan had worked. And… and he was determined to wait four years for her if she wanted him to… Vikky closed her eyes and breathed steadily. She needed to keep this feeling of satisfaction at bay. It was dangerous. Vilmer… really loved her. And he had admitted his mistake. Gee, he probably loved her more than she loved him, Vikky had been able to focus while Vilmer had... was being distracted during the game and all…

… Oh… NO, don’t smile, Vikky… don’t smile… You’re the fault he had to go through that… you were intending him to go through that for an additional four years… You’re terrible… It only took this short, and the desired effect was already achieved… Vikky, you’re a demon for putting your boyfriend through something like this… He probably loves you more than you love him, he’s merely been a crush for you, he’s ready to dedicate four years for you… Vikky, you would probably not have done the same for him… had you…? He’s been such a good boy, don’t you think it is about time to reward him…?

Vikky giggled, and leaned forward.

“You… you don’t have to wait four years.”

She took a step closer to him. They were already close, but she made sure to be as close as physically possible.

“I’m right here… right now…”

And with that, she smiled, and homed in to give him a passionate kiss. If she was allowed to, she’d give him a very long, very personal kind of kiss. Vikky would be slow about it too, so that they truly were able to take part of each other’s essence. They… they needed this. She needed to do this. She COULD have told him that she was planning on staying due to… well… she had no reason to be that far from home anymore, but she thought this could get the point across suitably.

(yup, I think those are all the key points he wanted to touch on)

Aegir knowing Vikky's mind had used her intentions thus far when he was painting this scene. Her plans, then the consequences of that plan had she pulled it off. He was pleased with himself for constructing such an elaborate fantasy, in making her consider those very consequences.

Maybe in the waking world she would try to wirte the boy but he knew the message would never reach him …

But back in the dream Vilmer didn't realize what she had implied. Wasn't she away at Shokushu? What did she -

She stepped closer and he thought that he understood better as her lips swept against his. That confusion was lifted after a second where he placed his hands on her hips, holding her close as they caressed each other's lips with their own. His eyes folding closed she could feel the effect prominently on the boy as she felt his stiffness growing and why wouldn't it if a simple hug earlier caused such a reaction?

But when that kiss parted he looked into her eyes.

“Yes, you are ...” he began, though there was a little concern in his eyes as if he realized that she would be here this moment and gone the next. Indecision flickered though his eyes for a moment before he had decided to make the best of this opportunity. If she were going back for four more years he ought to give her something to remember him by, right?

Thus he pressed her against the wall, returning his lips to her own, hungry for another kiss. He was dimly aware of where they were and had not tried to strip her or anything like that, just another kiss for the time being at least.

Oh, how lovely his slight confusion was~ His surprise at Vikky taking the lead were almost lovelier than the feeling of kissing him. After having overcome the surprise Vilmer had placed his hands on her hips and held her close... Oh, he’s… he was closing his eyes while he was getting an erection right in front of her own genital, only separated by clothes… Oh, no, Vikky had failed to estimate just how horny her boyfriend would be. She… she really should have got those condoms, shouldn’t she…? They parted lightly, and Vikky kept her determined and amused eyes locked on him. They were filled with… worry. Worry for what? She would not be going back to the school. Why would he worry no-

Vikky’s time to be surprised. She was pushed back, and she found herself giggling while she was. He… he took over. Soon enough, his lips locked into hers again, taking complete custody of her. Not that she struggled. Not that she minded. This was the one person on the planet that could do whatever he wanted with her. Though, they probably should avoid doing it here… uhm… Oh, whatever. Currently, Vikky just lost herself in the kiss, herself getting somewhat hot despite only wearing a white women’s shirt and a short yellow skirt, as well as bra and panties obviously, but. Or maybe because of it. Oh, what reasons did she have not to get hot? The young man she loved was feasting on her lips hungrily while having an erection caused by her presence! Vilmer desired her! How could she not…!?

Vikky just smiled, as she continued the kiss while being leaned against the wall, letting him do whatever he wanted…

Should have gotten those condoms perhaps, though hind sight was always twenty – twenty they say. She might not have been going back to school but Vilmer didn;t know this as he forced her against the wall, his heated lips hungry for her.

They roamded over her, their chests ptessed together as if they shared the same breath. He ached for her alright, and since he had no idead when if ever they would have this opportunity again Vilmer was perhaps far mor bolder than he normally would have been.

A hand left her hip, vanishing beneath her skirt as a finger traced against her panties, rubbing up then down against her crotch as his lips sill pressed againt her own before he slightly pulled away from her.

His voice heated, a little hsky perhaps a s he viewed her comely face for a moment.

“Vikky, I want you ...”

Oh... He was turning her on... Vikky felt so defenseless, and she didn’t mind at all. Vilmer pressed against her, her breasts pushed against his assertive body. She was locked in between Vilmer and the wall. She couldn’t stop smiling. It felt so… good… to have him desire her. She found herself desiring him in turn. Her blush spread across her face along with her happiness. Oh… they were only kissing, why was she feeling so good…?

Vikky flinched as she felt his fingers touch against her panties. No way… he was really touching… Her panties got more soaked by the second. Wow… he wanted her so badly… her lips were starting to feel that it was becoming a little bit too much as she needed to breathe, but his breath might be enough… Then he pulled away, probably able to see her obvious blush and possibly lustful gaze… She wanted him too, now. This… this was a bit risky, but…

“I… I want you, too, Vilmer…” She shifted a gaze towards the door, indicating her worry…

He followed her gaze to the door, not as concerned with being caught than she was. In fact he believed that if someone walked in on them they would be far more embarrassed thean they were. Yet he seemed to understand her concern there.

Still her body had pressed up against his, calling to her. He had her pinned before him and the wall as he longed to do for months now and while he should pay heed to her concerns he wanted this, wanted her and certainly wanted to make her his.

He compromised. “One thrust … then later ...”

He pulled aside her panties enough so that his fingers could creep beneath making actual contact with her bare flesh as they danced along her slit.

“One thrust ...” he repeated before his lips decended down to her own.

He seemed to take notice of her worry, but… he didn’t seem to react all that much. It was simply a distraction, something bothersome he didn’t want to take into account. Vikky… felt slightly less safe, but all the more wanted for. A boy that never had made a move against her in this way before suddenly becoming so bold… it was mind-boggling.

He made his excuse. Vilmer would only do one thrust. Gee, how stupid was this boy really? He pushed aside her panties, she felt, and started massaging a spot on her he had never touched before. Vikky’s breathing intensified as the pleasure from his massage spread to her brain. Though he said that… Vikky had to…

“You idiot… we both know it will be more than one thrust…” So she said in her quiet, excited voice before Vilmer locked her moth with another kiss. He might notice her choice of the word 'will' instead of 'would', indicating that it will happen. She was being held towards the wall, and although she wanted it too, Vikky couldn’t help to feel he’d take her even if she refused right now. So… desperate she had made him. Serves her right for punishing him like that. Um… her period was currently… um… quite a while ago, wasn’t it…? Wait, that’s not good, is it? Um… uh… Vikky’s limited education in sexual activity left her unknowing in that department.

Deciding to skip that, Vikky let her hands slip into her boyfriend’s pants. He was playing with her slit, she needed to pay him back. Soon enough, she’d probably find the shaft and when she did she would stroke it… repeatedly… She didn’t know what guys liked, but having it stroked was probably among it, wasn’t it…? Oh, here’s the head…

She was most certainly right there. Once he was inside her how could he expect to hold back the torrent of emotions he had been feeling. His concerns had not really mirrored hers as she calculated things such as pregnancy and possible pregnancies or if they were even safe now. What he had been concerned with was having her, she brought him to this state after all altough he may not have realized she had.

For someone that hardly made a move when she was here he was rectifying that now, probably seeking to give her a reason to transfer, probably in tiding himself over for the long years ahead, she could not be certain.

“You're … probably … right ...” he was breathy between kisses to her lips. He just wanted her that bad though! Could he be faulted? He groaned, eyes closing as her hand reached into his pants.

He used that moment to press into her pussy just a little with a single finger. That's all he needed, she was that tight after all! His finger slipped in to the first knuckle rubbing against those pink walls as another hand collapsed over the curve of her breast, rubbing against it a little.

Ooooh, you… nothing makes it better when you just confirm it…

Even though he was kissing her, she half-gasped mid-kiss when a finger slipped into her vagina. She needed to resist the instinct to close her legs, and ended up shaking slightly instead. He was… stimulating such sensitive areas with that finger… It felt glorious… and his other hand was placed on breast… this breast which was rightfully his, he was stimulating it by rubbing it… she had to… repay him…

Vikky found it troublesome to move her hands within the pants, so she pulled them along with any underwear down. It was definitely… definitely the first time she had ever pulled off the pants and underwear of a boy, although she was still kissing him. After that her left hand was placed on the head, rubbing the tip while her right hand was stroking the shaft back and forth multiple times… Wonder if she was any good… Oh, that reminds her… She should… Tell him…

“If feels… great…” She broke their kiss slightly just to say that… and then homed in again…

Great … this was unbelievable. Certainly when he got up this morning he wouldn't have though that she would be back or doing this! Her hand was like a match and he like gasoline as she stroked over his length that throbbed with each passing.

He only hoped that he did not cum so soon out of the anticipation that he shared in this moment but he was just about to buy himself a brief respite by plunging that finger deeper inside her when she received her answer, his own essence firing fierly as he exploded, a half groan, half rumbleagainst her lips as the lower portion of her shirt was doused with a glob of his release, a release that was still seeping out of that mushroomed tip and down the sides of his shaft.

His hips arched up against her hand though, enjoying that feel as his hand gripped her breast fiercely as he squeezed the curve. Though he was blushing a little when their lips parted, an apologetic look on his features though he was still rock hard in her hand.

“I just want you so much, Vikky!” He said as soon as their lips parted, though he had not slowed down, his thrusts still moving his member against her hand.