The only response Tegan could give was a slow, knowing smile. The chocolate had worked, and backfired a little. How she wanted to squirm in that seat, ride the ridge, and satisfy that slow burn within her. But she couldn't. She was in the middle of class and she needed a good grade. She tried to concentrate, her fingers absently playing with the chain, running beneath it over her chest, her breasts heaving with every breath. Slowly, she worked him out from beneath the shirt, as she scribbled notes, half unconsciously teasing him. Her fingers played over the pendant softly, stroking across the silvered rubies, thumb rubbing the back softly. Her hand slowly raised the pendant as she fiddled, bringing it to rest against her lips, her lips slowly opening to accept in, hold it, her tongue flicking over the ridges, sucking lightly.<br/><br/>Tegan," Sarah hissed, elbowing her. "Why are you falating your necklace?"<br/><br/>Tegan froze,  flush rushing to her pale cheeks, and she shrugged. "Concentrating," She whispered back around Roe.<br/><br/>"Where'd you get it?"<br/><br/>"Someone gave it to me," she replied, smiling against Roe, but taking him from her mouth.<br/><br/>"Who?"<br/><br/>"Shut up and pay attention."<br/><br/>"Ooh, it was a boy, wasn't it?"<br/><br/>Tegan didn't reply, and returned to her notes, glancing at the clock. Only thirty minutes left of class and this slow, burning torture.