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“Tiger huh?” Katelyn chuckled, purring lightly before she stuffed some more nachos in her mouth. With an appreciative nod she took the joint and took a long drag, holding the smoke in her mouth as she passed it back to him. As she blew it out, it hit Eli’s lips. Lips that kept her attention from then on. It had been a long time since she had last kissed a guy - Jesse, during the summer, on the ranch, and it had been great - and it only made her wonder how it would feel like if she kissed a guy again. This guy in particular. He was pretty handsome, maybe a tad weird but she could dig it. And the fact that he didn’t go to school often made it easier for her to not dwell on the thought of him being a student. Not that she really gave a fuck, she never did.

“I’m going to kiss you now.” she stated matter-of-factly, her hand finding his jaw before her lips found his mouth. She kissed him harder than she had expected, but she couldn’t be bothered to care because it felt amazing. Putting her nachos and cake and drink to the side, she shifted her position so she was straddling him, her arms snaking around his neck as she slowly deepened the kiss. Santana didn’t pop up in her head at all as she was kissing him, her teeth scraping and biting in his lip and her tongue exploring his mouth and his tongue.

Elijah felt her eyes on his face - or more precisely; on his lips - and raised an eyebrow. It’d been a while since he’d had this kind of attention from a teacher. He’d forgotten what it felt like, how awesome it made him feel - and most of all; how horny it got him. This one was definitely making him horny with the look on her face. But he was a model student. He wouldn’t kiss his teacher. No, instead he just waited for her to make a move.

“I won’t complain,” he winked, feeling her lips on his just a second later. He kissed her back, although quite distracted. Eli was still holding the joint, he’d burn either one of them of he didn’t get rid of it. So he blindly reached for the ashtray he’d spotted when Katelyn had pushed him onto the couch and dropped the joint, bringing his hands back to her thighs as she straddled him. The kiss deepened, which he saw as a sign to move his hands under the hem of her dress.