Sleepy Time!

I'm suddenly aware of my surroundings again, the water still running over us both. My legs feel like jelly, and I'm glad that I'm still leaning against the wall, or else I would definitely collapse. I look down at Miss Adams, and somehow, she's still looking smug, her head resting on my hip. She grins up at me. "Well, you certainly sounded like you were enjoying yourself."

I can feel my face heating up in embarrassment, and I try to hide my flushed cheeks with a smirk. "Yes, well, you certainly know how to please." I reach down with shaky hands and gently brush a wet strand of hair out of her face.

She leans into my touch, her eyes closing momentarily. "I do try," she says with a small laugh. "And I must say, you put on quite a show yourself, darling."

I can feel my blush deepening even further, if that's possible. "I didn't realize I'd be that loud," I murmur, feeling more and more embarrassed by the moment.

"Oh, I don't mind a bit." She stands up, her body pressing close to mine once more. "I find it very... satisfying to hear how much you're enjoying yourself." Her voice is low and sultry, and I can tell she's enjoying the effect she's having on me.

"Especially when I'm the one making you feel that way." She leans in, her lips hovering just above mine, her breath warm against my skin. "I do so enjoy having control over you, darling."

As she speaks, her fingers trail over my skin again, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. I resist the urge to shiver, trying to maintain a sense of composure. "You do certainly know how to make someone feel thoroughly dominated," I murmur, my voice betraying a hint of vulnerability.

We step out of the shower, and Miss Adams tosses me a towel to dry off. After we're both somewhat presentable, she leads me into the kitchen. The lights are low, and a cosy atmosphere envelops us. She grabs two mugs from a cabinet. "I thought we could have some hot chocolate before bed," she says, her voice soft and gentle.

We sit on the couch, sipping our cocoa in comfortable silence for a moment. The heat from the drink warms me from the inside out. "Bed? We are sleeping together? Here?" I say, somewhat confused.

She gives me a soft smile. "Yes, darling. Here. Unless you'd rather go home in the rain."

I consider that for a moment. Going home now, soggy and cold, is the responsible thing to do. But the thought of snuggling up next to Miss Adams in a warm bed is too enticing to resist.

"No, I suppose that wouldn't be so bad," I say, trying to hide the hint of excitement in my voice.

She chuckles softly, obviously picking up on my eagerness. "You sound awfully excited for a night of innocent cuddling," she teases.

"Well, who wouldn't be excited to sleep in the same bed as you?" I reply, the words slipping out before I can stop them.

She laughs again, clearly pleased with my compliment. "Careful now, darling. You're about to inflate my ego even more."

We finish our hot chocolate, and she stands up, putting our mugs in the sink. She turns back to me and holds out a hand. "Come on. Let's go get some rest."

I take her hand and follow her down the hall to her bedroom.

The room is cosy and dimly lit, and I immediately notice the large, comfortable-looking bed in the centre. Miss Adams climbs in, patting the space next to her. "Come on. Get in here."

I crawl into bed next to her, feeling the mattress sink slightly under our combined weight. As soon as I'm settled, she wraps her arms around me, pulling me close. The feel of her body against mine is both comforting and exhilarating.

"How are we going to... you know... go to school tomorrow?"

"Oh, darling," she murmurs, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my skin. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Right now, let's just enjoy being here together."

I'm silent for a moment as I think about her words. She's right, of course. Tomorrow is a problem for tomorrow. For now, I'm content to just lie here in her arms, the sound of her breathing the only thing breaking the silence in the room.

Her fingers gently trail through my hair, and I can feel myself relaxing more and more. The combination of the warm, soft bed and her steady heartbeat is lulling me to sleep.

"Good night, darling," she whispers, her voice barely audible in the darkness.

"Goodnight." I mumble back.

Her arms tighten around me, pulling me even closer to her. I breathe in the scent of her skin, feeling completely safe and comfortable in her embrace. I know there will be consequences to our actions, but for now, I push those thoughts aside and let myself drift off to sleep.