A story in need of narration. [Karalie]

[Lucas Blacke]

It had been about a month since their date, and Luke and Karalie had been on a few others since. Being in the same school helped lots with seeing each other often, the boy often found himself in the room of his girlfriend, listening to what her day was like or things about her parents, or the very chuckle-worthy way she spoke about her roommate and her girlfriend. Perhaps it was a guy thing to do, but Luke liked the idea of two women together. But since he was with Karalie and had noted her reaction to it that was a no-go.

That didn't stop him from conversing with her roommate though, Penelope something or other. She seemed nice, though a bit stiff. But hey, there was someone who liked her! And though he had only caught glimps of her girlfriend and had mainly just the things Karalie had to say in his head he figured Penelope wasn't all that uptight, just neat.

Also, he wondered if Karalie had gotten his hickies. He had found out about the a while ago and was wearing them himself. How friggin easy was it to tie your shoes without having to use your hands? And it was that thought that gave him the idea to also give a box of them to Karalie. He eyed his own shoes and the elastic shoelaces that made them simple slip-ons.

He walked into the library where he and Karalie were supposed to meet, he had no idea if she was already there or not but he was not going to raise his voice like the last time in case there was someone like wing-douche in the vicinity. 

Luke ran his finger past a few shelves and looked at the great multitude of books they had available. He figured this could very well be the first time he had actually taken time to explore the library as it was pretty much just a painful memory to him, but he hoped that with Karalie things would be different. He silently smiled as his finger paused on a book titled ''Natural bust enlargement with total mind power''. Probably a book some other student left as a joke, or as something he (or she) seriously wanted to check out in case it held some truth. Because, you know, mind powers were a thing on Hammel. His finger slid past the book as he figured Karalie didn't need any enlarging to happen. Not on his account anyway.

He held his finger at another book that most likely did belong to the school. ''The Picture of Dorian Gray''. He knew that book, knew in the sense of having seen the movie about it and caught himself being pretty intrigued by it. The concept with interesting. He took the book from the shelf and put it down softly on one of the tables as he sat down and opened the book.

[Karalie Heise]

Karalie liked spending time with Lucas.  No, not liked.. loved.  She loved the way he doted on her, loved the way he looked at her, loved the way he simply adored her.  It was a real mental high being up on this pedestal he so kindly placed her on.  He wasn't without his flaws, of course, but she took them in stride with everything else.  He encouraged her to look into his mind.  It was she who most often refused, but with Luke's help she had begun to learn some amount of control.  She was practicing now, really practicing, because she had someone willing enough to allow her to do that.  She'd been able to touch him a few times without grabbing memories, and though it was mentally exhausting trying exert control, she was slowly learning to do it.  She wondered how long it would take to master it all.  This alone made her genuinely love him more.

Love.

It was a word that freaked her out not long ago, but she used it more freely now.  Sure, they'd only been an item for a month, but they'd spent a lot of time together in that month.  She saw him at least once a day, and her phone jingled often with messages from the boy.  They were good.  Even with their little fights, and her images of him with other girls, they were good.  But she admitted that it had been hard keeping her grades up when she was so keen on spending most of her time with her boyfriend.  The library was good for that.  It was hard to find a private place there, and he usually behaved himself when they worked on schoolwork there.  It was a win/win.

Karalie had her bag up over her shoulder as she sauntered into the library, moving towards her meeting spot with Luke.  She was more than a little surprised to see him there already, considering she was usually the first to arrive.  She grinned and came over, wrapping her arms around his neck from behind, her hands clasped into tight fists to prevent herself from actually touching him as she hugged him.  "Hey, baby." She cooed in her southern voice, pecking his cheek before coming to sit beside him, her shoulder bag dropping to the floor.  "Thanks for th'laces." Karalie grinned and showed him her feet.  Her floral tennis shoes had the special laces he'd sent to her which made them easier to slip on, which meant she wouldn't need to touch them and accidentally nab useless memories. "That was real sweet. Did yah do something wrong?" She teased, reaching into her bag and pulling out her books to start doing some work.

[Lucas Blacke]

The boy was about one sentence in when he got assaulted from behind, the good kind of assaulted where someone you loved touched you. If anyone else were to sneak up on him he'd react by slapping them, most likely, but not Karalie. She had certain.. features that made her able to get away with way more than regular folk. For one, she loved Luke. Second, and the boy blamed this on hormones and such, boobs.

He'd reached up and very nearly wrapped his own hands around hers as he noticed they were tightened into fists. While Karalie made everything look cute, even fists which were the international sign for ''I don't agree and am pretty pissed.''. Were it any other day he would've addressed the fact she wasn't touching him, for in the past few weeks they had been practicing Karalie's retrocognition together. This was mostly because Luke just liked the touch of her hands on his, the fact she got better at controlling her ability was just a plus in his eyes.

She released Luke and kissed his cheek after greeting him, sitting down on the chair right next to him. He looked over and smiled. ''I missed ya.'' He replied with a grin as he leaned in and stole a kiss from his girlfriend. ''I missed the taste of your lips.''

Okay, that was a bit corny, even to Luke. He closed the book in front of him as Karalie showed her shoes with the hickies put in, and Luke nodded at them with a smile. ''Good girl!'' He said as he made an attempt to get up and move the book back to the shelf. ''So what're we going to study today?''

He smiled and hugged Karalie from behind as she did to him, but as he did so he did not close his hands, he just put them on her sides. ''And I didn't do anything wrong.''

''Yet.'' He added with a whisper in her ear as his fingers began to slide up.

[Karalie Heise]

She would never understand the derpy things he liked to say, like missing the taste of her lips.  Of course she loved hearing it, but she rolled her eyes for dramatic effect when he said something like that.  Deep down she'd be heartbroken if he quit that.  His hands around her made her grin despite herself, the feel of his fingers creeping up slowly causing her stomach to twist in that familiar way it did when he touched her.  Karalie had been tempted to let Lucas touch more of her.  So far she'd denied him access to pretty much everything that could be at all considered sexual, except her chest.  He could touch that.  Briefly.  With her clothes completely covering them.  This wasn't as much for him as it was for her.  Temptation was real, and she was feeling a lot of it with him.  She wanted his hands all over her.  She liked the way it felt.  Momma said a boys touch was the devils handiwork, something she still rolled her eyes at, but there was some merit there.  It got her hot and bothered and she didn't want to be swayed to do what she wasn't ready to do.  She was still attempting to stay pure in a world full of desires and impulses.

"Behave yerself, Lucas." Her voice was covered in honey as she scolded him, her voice not nearly as authoritative as she would have liked it to be.  "Ya'll act up while we're studyin' an' you won't get the chance tuh act up when we're not." She teased, shrugging her shoulders and pushing him off of her gently.  "C'mon, we need tuh focus.  I have, like, three papers due this week an' I know there's more on yer plate.  I haven't seen yah crack uh book open in weeks." It wasn't entirely true, but she needed to light a fire under his ass.  She had made it her personal goal to bring his grades up this semester and give him a fighting chance at college, whether he actually applied or not.  

She waited for him to sit before opening her text books and tugging out her laptop.  She got everything set up, doing her best to ignore the little memories that surged forward.  It was easy since most were already her own and she was so accustomed to receiving them at this point they barely phased her.  Before she could open her documents up to work on her paper, she peeked over to see what Lucas was doing, which wasn't what he was supposed to be.  "Baby, ya'll better quit messin' around or yer not gonna get anythin' done." She bit her bottom lip and stifled a smile.  "I bet I can get more done than you." She cooed suddenly, her mind racing with an idea.  "I bet.. a foot massage, a good one with the lotion an' that sugar foot scrubby stuff I have, that I can get more done than you." Her eyes narrowed playfully, wondering if he would take the bait.  Who said studying couldn't be fun? "Care tuh wager?"

[Lucas Blacke]

Luke coughed as his hands were shrugged off before they got to reach paradise with the argument that if anything were to happen they'd pretty much fuck up homework wise. Which the boy was fully okay with but since Karalie wasn't he decided he wasn't either from that point on.

He coughed again as he stepped to the side and slid on the chair next to the girl. ''Ye-'' He coughed again as his voice hadn't quite readjusted to the situation. ''Yeah...'' He corrected. ''I'm blaming that one on myself.'' He actually blamed that bust enlargement book, but it'll do for now to just blame himself.

The boy shot a faint smile in the direction of Karalie and slowly leaned to the side to grab his bag, taking out a ragged textbook, a notepad and a pen. He chuckled at the wager Karalie made, that she bet she could get more done than him. Looking at her laptop Luke had no doubt in his mind she would. ''Well, obviously. All I have is this pen and a piece of paper.'' He opened his textbook and navigated to what he needed to learn, which was pretty much the entire book at this point.

Karalie began expanding on the wager and went on to explain she bet, or what Luke heard, wanted a foot massage if, and Luke heard when, she'd win. And it'd be a real one. The boy nodded absently as his hand wrote down what he knew about the subject he needed to learn. Writing was learning, in his case. It was why he always resorted to using pen and paper.

The girl added she wanted lotion to go with the massage, something which got Luke's full attention as he felt the grip on the pen in his hand tighten. Now he was set on just throwing the challenge to the wind and lose on purpose if it meant touching Karalie. That would also mean a private environment.

A private environment meant no holds barred. Luke could do what he felt was right. No people around to stop them. No clothes required. Just the two of them. And for a mere moment he forgot that Karalie wanted to save herself as he dropped his pen, looking briefly at his notes and shyly smiling at the girl.

''I uhh.. Kar?'' He started with a smile and raised eyebrows. ''Do you remember what happened at the lake? I think I'm reliving it.''

He shoved his seat closer to the table and shoved his notebook out in front of him, knotting his fingers in front of him and twiddling with his thumbs.

On the notepad was written:
Karalie naked.''

[Karalie Heise]

Luke seemed to be thinking about it, his pen moving on the paper.  She was exhilirated thinking about what silly thing he'd come up with, knowing it might have to do with her hands.  Of course she could haggle with him a little, but in the end it wouldn't matter.  She would win this bet hands down, even if he actually tried.  

Luke's brows suddenly rose as he stammered a little before asking if she remembered what happened at the lake.  It took a minute for her to realize what he was referring to as he slipped his notebook down over his lap and pulled his chair closer to the table.  She immediately felt hr cheeks turn hot with embarrassment, knowing what she'd physically done to him, but there was a part of er that got excited thinking about the effect she'd just had on this boy simply by asking him to rub her feet.  Just touching her feet turned him on.  It was electrifying!  

"Ya'll better learn tuh control yerself." She chastised, not sounding nearly as angry as she would have liked to.  Part of her wanted to toy with him while the other part thought that was mean and inappropriate.  "It's just uh foot massage, after all."  She smirked a little looking down at her paper.  "Ain't nothin' gon' happen." Her voice was almost sing songy as she spoke, her dark eyes on her laptop now as her fingers raced across the keyboard, sending a stream of licking noises into the surrounding area.  After a minute she peeked over before her eyes went back to her screen.  She kicked her flip-flop off and slipped her foot over to his leg, slipping past his shoes to rub her foot up his ankle, wiggling her toes up the side of his leg semi-seductively.  "Ya'll could start now if yuh like.  Not like yer actually gonna win."  She told him coyly, the corner of her lip quirking up as she kept her eyes on her screen.

[Lucas Blacke]

Luke coughed not once, not twice, but thrice and continued to do so as the book in his lap began to rise slightly. This shouldn't be happening, he had control over his muscles, right? This was the first time his muscles acted involuntary this year without having any trace of caffeine in his system. Did he like Karalie that much? No, not like. Did he love Karalie that much that he would lose control over his muscles like this?

The answer was yes.

He tried not to think of her feet, or anything related to the girl as he offered apologies and stated he was usually in full control, that he didn't know what was going on. But as the boy did his best not to think about the girl she went onn about how it was just a foot massage and that nothing was going to happen. ''Maybe not from your end.'' Luke said with a faint smile.

She turned to her laptop and gave the boy some breathing room. He was not even going to try competing in the bet at this point as he was pretty sure his body was in pounce mode. He made one last attempt at clearing his mind of all things Karalie as she kicked off her footwear and slid her foot over to Luke's leg. His eyes widened and he did his best to look straight ahead, only briefly trying to look at Karalie from the corner of his eye.

''You're cheating.'' He said with a gulp as he felt her foot sliding slightly up and her toes rubbing his leg while she said something about starting now, that she knew she was going to win. No argument there, Luke supposed. He gulped again and finally allowed himself to turn his head and look at Karalie.

''Yup. Cheating.'' He softly smiled.
''You sure you want me to rub your feet in a public place? Need I remind you of my ability?'' He followed up with a wink.

Surely he wouldn't.

[Karalie Heise]

Luke informed her that she was cheating and she gave him a sly look, smirking at him coyly before going back to her report.  She had to admit that she was distracting herself as much as she was him, but she had a hard time controlling herself! He was so easy to mess with and it was so much fun! How could she not?  When he asked if she was sure she wanted him to rub her feet in public, considering his ability, she had to stop for a minute.  What did his ability have to do with anything?

Then it hit her.  Luke could watch any foot massage video and be able to recreate that.  Hell, he could watch any massage video at all and recreate that! How had she not thought of that sooner? The typing had stopped as her mind buzzed around this idea and she suddenly really liked the idea of him rubbing her feet then and there.  She also knew that meant that she would probably not get any work done either, and it would feel good enough that she could possibly make some noise and with others around.. no, it was for the best that she stopped.  Besides, he needed to concentrate on work! They both did.  But God was he so tempting..

"No, I s'pose it'd be inappropriate." She sighed, pulling her foot away and slipping it back into her shoe.  "But don't think for uh second that I won't make you watch some videos on foot rubbin' later."  Just the thought got her giddy.  It was going to be a nice evening.  "Maybe I should change the wager uh bit.. the more work ya'll get done, the longer i'll letcha touch me."  That was more likely to start a fire under his ass, even if it meant risking losing that massage later.  If she knew Lucas as well as she thought she did, he would try to get enough done that he could do just some amount of messing around later.  "An' I'm checkin' yer work when yer done." She reminded without looking as she did her best to get back to work.  She really did need to get stuff done.. Maybe she should come to the library alone next time.

[Lucas Blacke]

The boy felt like going for a quick stroll to let his body adjust to not being fondled by what he deemed the sexiest foot in existence, but as he tried to slide his chair back he looked down at his lap, took off his notebook and quickly slid his chair back into place with a hidden cough and a swift shake of his head. He also noticed that the words he had written in his book were in fact not part of a dream and were actually there. He quickly turned the page and ran his pen across the top of the page just to make it seem like he was using it and not just trying to hide something.

Then his eyes widened as she began changing around the bet. The more work he got done the more touching he'd get to do. Right now Luke was feeling a smile coming on and the urge to actually get something done arose along with something else. It would be a fun evening for sure. And in case Karalie would think he'd just do enough to keep the foot rub aside she'd be wrong. He'd include it, it was part of the original wager and, frankly, he needed to pay her feet back.

And as his eyes had finally begun scanning the pages of his textbook once more he finally realized that if the girl was going to check his work, she'd see what he'd written down previously and she might just call off the whole thing. With that thought Luke quickly turned back a page and crossed out the two words with brass movements in the hopes Karalie hadn't seen anything.

Wait. Was tonight going to..? He needed to clear his mind quickly, and perhaps working was the best way to do that. He went back to his textbook and finally began writing down sensible stuff he was sure to be going to need in the future.

Oh good, she had him doing stuff for the future.

[Karalie Heise]

Her words seemed to have an impact on Lucas.  he scribbled some stuff in his book and then it seemed that he had actually gotten down to business, something that surprised and pleased her.  She wanted Lucas to do well, not just for his own sake, because really that was what was most important, but because it would be easier to win her parents affection if he seemed motivated about his own future whether Karalie was a part of it or not.  She knew when he met them they would grind him for details on his motives.  When.. Karalie caught herself thinking when, as if the possibility were certain.  It made sense.  When she went home for the holidays in a couple months she wanted to bring Lucas home, at least as they stood now.  It would be nice to show him what a family meal was like and it would be wonderful to not feel so alone at the dinner table, surrounded by family and still having this enormous secret sitting on her shoulders.  Karalie peeked up at her boyfriend and wondered if he would spill the beans for her.  He didn't like her hiding it, but if she told him her wishes she was sure he would respect them.  Wouldn't he?

The girl bit her lip and decided it was much too soon to be thinking about those sorts of things.  She could worry about all of that in November if she even invited him home.  If they were even still together! The relationship was still new and though she had no plans of letting him go just yet, she'd been told some troubling things from Marnie that made her uncertain.  She would never repeat any of those things to Luke because honestly Marnie was a bit biased, but the fact of the matter was he wasn't Mr. Perfect.  She could already attest to that. No need planning their wedding yet.  Best to just get through this semester first.

She worked diligently on her report, getting up now and then to pull books as references and finally printing her report out.  One down!  When she brought the stapled papers back to their table she slipped them inside her folder and leaned back in her chair, eyeing the blue eyed devil caddycorner to her.  "How's it goin'? Yah get anythin' finished yet?"

[Lucas Blacke]

''Kar, I want to change up the wager.'' Luke began without his eyes leaving the paper and his hand still copying the words in his textbook as fast as they could. He was about three pages in, and he needed six to be sure he got what he needed, but anything more than that couldn't hurt. And how much he wanted to deny, he probably needed it more than he'd admit short from having someone tutor him through it all, which would be a slower method anyway since he wouldn't retain as much.

''I think it's unfair that I'm the only one getting something outta this.'' He added as he turned his gaze to his girlfriend but did not stop writing. It kind of was unfair that only Luke would get to touch, but he was sure that if Karalie wanted she'd just go ahead. By now she should've known that Luke wasn't really the kind of guy that needed a wager to have someone touch him. ''For every paper you finish you get one thing from me.''

He smirked and went back to his own work as he heard the slap of paper hitting the table. He briefly gazed up to see what it was and his smirk got even wider. ''First paper: a foot rub.''

''And I did finish stuff, sure. You think I'd let this kinda bet go?'' He replied as he suddenly dropped his pen and showed the girl his hands.

''These babies are going to be all over you.''

[Karalie Heise]

Karalie disagreed.  She was definitely getting something out of this. A foot rub was something! A nice something.. a something she would like a lot. She supposed he meant that they were both winning then since he actually wanted to rub her feet.  It was flattering and cute, especially when he teased that his hands would be all over her, a promise that made her blush and grin equally.

"Well, if yah don' think th'wager's fair, then.. maybe if I finish this next paper ya'll can do somethin' yah won't like."  She taunted, not entirely sure she could actually finish another paper.  It would take a couple hours at best, but she could probably finish writing up her lab which was technically still a report.  All her notes were there, it wouldn't be too difficult.  Her mind raced to think about what he could do that he might not want to.  Any sort of massage was out.  Maybe laundry? Then he'd see her undergarments and Karalie was not thrilled with the idea of Lucas handling her delicates.  Maybe cleaning her room? He could dust and vacuum while she watched.  That sounded good!

"Alright, how about this." Her arms folded on the table as she looked over at him, her eyes narrowing slightly.  "If I finish this next paper, ya'll have tuh do uh deep cleanin' in my room.  Not just tidy, like, f'real cleanin'.  Vacuum, windexin' the windows, dust, fold an' hang laundry.. the whole nine yards."  He'd been in her room plenty of times, and truth be told it was usually pretty neat.  He wouldn't have to do much.  "In yer underwear." She added with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.

[Lucas Blacke]

The boy had picked up his pen again and resumed his writing while continuing to look at his textbook, with brief pauses to look at the girl. This wager stuff was getting more fun by the minute.

As he looked over to what he had written down he noticed he had just about finished one more page of the textbook and flipped the page. Now only if he could draw he could move the pictures in his book over to his notes, not that he'd need that, but just to make it look more professional. He had two more pages to go as Karalie flopped down the terms of her second paper and what Luke had to do if and when she finished that. He never said the papers had to be done this instant, did he?

He'd have to clean her room, and Luke smiled at the thought of doing so because her room always eyed pretty neat to him, especially considering the junk in his own room. But she went on with what she actually meant for him to do, and that consisted of real cleaning, not just tidying but full on warfare against filth. Vacuuming, dusting, spraying stuff, everything. And while she had said it would be something he didn't like.. well, she was right. But at least he'd get to spend time inside her room.

''In yer underwear.'' She added.
Luke promptly stopped writing and looked at Karalie. ''So I get to touch you in my underwear with lots of noise on the background in your room?''

He fistbumped himself mentally. Jackpot!

''Not much cleaning is going to happen, that much I can tell you.''
Suddenly he wanted to stop working. He wondered why..

[Karalie Heise]

Karalie snorted. If he thought not much cleaning would happen he was dead wrong. "What.." She cooed, "Ya'll think jus' cuz yer in yer underoos that somethin' might happen? Uh uh.." She informed him, folding her arms and resting her elbows on the table, looking the boy square in the eye. "I plan on watchin' yah an' makin' yah work. This won't be all fun 'n games, yah know." There was a cockiness to her words as she gave him a smug look, now more intent than ever at finishing this next report. She wanted him to at least a little humility! Of course Luke was incapable of that. Maybe she'd take pictures.. Just the thought made her want to giggle. Blackmail him.. only in the playful girlfriend ways, not in the crazy psycho ways. Then again if he ever did anything to hurt her, she'd at least have a bit of leverage. This was sounding better by the second.

"Almost wish I had more work tuh do." She informed him, her dark chocolate eyes roaming back to her screen. "I can think of plenty of things to bet on. One of em's gonna make yah squirm, I'm sure of it.." She wasn't as imaginative as she would like, so the chances of he coming up with something grand was slim to none, but surely she could figure something out.

Her eyes suddenly peeked back over at him. "What would yah make me do? If yah won, that is.." She was suddenly curious what was at stake here, not that it was an issue..

[Lucas Blacke]

Luke smiled and hugged his girlfriend. ''Good! I need some discipline.'' He whispered as he kissed her cheek.

The boy was slightly tempted to give Karalie his work to do but decided not to. As much as he didn't want to do it, he needed to get it done to touch his girl. The good grades were a plus. But on the other hand he wouldn't mind being told to do a bit more for her, if it meant spending time with her. He realized he had done a buttload of spending time with her in the past, but somehow this was different. Was he..? That'd be odd. ''Only one of them is gonna make me squirm?'' He jokingly replied. ''We kind of need to remedy that, hot stuff.''

And then Luke was asked what he would make her do if he were to win, which she obviously deemed impossible, and so did Luke at this point. Besides, wasn't their bet beyond the point of having a winner or a loser at this point?

It took him not even five seconds to come up with what he would make his girl do, but didn't tell her right away as he just sat there with his hand rubbing his chin as if in thought. He smiled the entire time though, something that would surely give it away.

''We would go sit under a tree.'' He simply said while continuing to smile.