But firstly it turns out differently, and secondly than you think ...

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"Harder ... please", Maria gasped breathlessly and motivated Christian by lifting her pelvis.

This immediately complied with her request, intensified his thrusts and caught the moans of his bed companion in his mouth.

The sweet torments increased more and more. With every touch, every kiss, every movement they came closer to their goal. When the climax swept over both of them, Christian collapsed, exhausted, but did not put all of his weight on Maria. She held his sweaty, trembling body pressed close to her and tried to get some air herself.

"That was once again unique ... Thank you."

Christian lifted his head from the crook of her neck and smiled into Maria's green eyes. "I can only agree ..." After kissing her one last time, he pulled back and looked for his pants, which should be somewhere in the messy pile of laundry.

"You're going," pouted Maria and sat up, pulling the sheet up to her chest. "Already?"

Christian had to laugh at the expression on her face. "Yes, I still have to ... See you tomorrow, okay?"

At the announcement, Maria's eyes lit up in anticipation and she nodded vigorously. "I'll be there ..."

Christian quickly slipped into his now somewhat crumpled clothes, pressed Maria another kiss on the lips and then disappeared from her room by climbing down the ladder that was leaning against her window.



1. Chapter

A / N: Martin's POV or general

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Easy, easy, it was just too easy. How could I get any smarter with the teachers teaching so simple stuff? Argh! But actually ... I should be happy, because then I could take care of other things during the lesson. I still tried to prevent it, but I could tell that I was losing. A melancholy smile played on my lips as my eyes fell on Maria.

* Oh, beloved angel you *, I thought with my poetic streak. * Your beauty leaves me with no rest! * Fortunately, the subject of poetry did not exist. I was so lost in my silent expressions of love that I almost overheard the professor.

"Martin, could you please calculate that so that everyone understands?", Frau Schwaiger disturbed my calm.

I sighed silently and went to the blackboard, where I quickly - or rather slowly, considering how long it takes my classmates to understand such a calculation - I solved a quadratic equation using the natural logarithm.

Not that I expected applause, but those jealous, contemptuous looks hit me every time. Just she smiled encouragingly at me. My angel ... It was only thanks to this smile that I did not let myself be carried away to curse my intelligence. *I love you I love you! *, I kept thinking and resolved - like every day - to tell her about it at the next available opportunity.

The bell rang at the end of the class and slowly I packed my things. I knew exactly that Maria was taking her time too - like every Tuesday. Because that day she and her best friend Sandra drove home together, as their schedules allowed. Sandra went to a school in the immediate vicinity of where Maria and I went. They always met at the bus station and I was usually there too. I listened curiously to her stories, hoping to learn something new about Maria. Sandra was basically okay, but she definitely spent too much time with Maria that my angel could spend better with me.

But now there was no time for stupid, jealous thoughts, because Maria had already finished and was heading for the door. I stepped up a gear and ... "Shall we go together?" Phew!

"Gladly," she smiled at me and walked nimbly.

For a moment I was frozen ... How graceful her movements were ... her hips ... I felt the blood rise to my cheeks and hurried after Maria.

* Bad Martin! * I scold myself for my impure thoughts. *Angry! * My thoughts should be as pure as those of the angel hovering in front of me. Because she deserved nothing else.

After only three minutes we arrived at the bus station and Sandra was greeted with the "kisses" as usual. What a habit of girls these days! And that they had infected Maria with it too. I was never greeted with "kisses" ... Not that I was jealous, I would never ...

"Hello," I forced myself and was greeted with a curt nod from Sandra. She didn't like me. Certainly saw the "burdock" in me. Bitch. Just because she didn't want to share ... But it doesn't matter. Good face to bad game.

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I've heard her talk so many times ... I didn't care. Maria knew how I felt for her. That's why she always smiled at me. She returned my feelings. Certainly.

Exhausted, I briefly closed my eyes.I urgently needed a break, but unfortunately I didn't have the time. I then continued to work on my invention with new strength. Sometimes it was exhausting to be a genius.

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"Why are you so late?" Asked Maria. But it didn't sound angry, it was masked by the joy of seeing him.

Christian didn't answer. It was just the rhetorical question anyway. “I want you.” As always, he got straight to the point. Without a lot of trappings.

"Me too," replied Maria, smiling mischievously. "Otherwise I would hardly be awake, would I?"

They were quickly stripped of their clothes, instead they wrapped themselves in the other's body heat. Their lovemaking was in no way tender or romantic. It was a mutual give and take in the eternal rhythm of nature that switched off their minds and activated their urges.

After that, it took a while for their hearts to switch back to normal.Little by little her breathing calmed down again and Maria rolled off Christian to come to lie next to him.

"Don't go yet, will you?" She pleaded softly and urgently. "Just one more time ..."

Christian brushed a sticky, dark strand from his forehead and grinned. "Give me five minutes ..."



2. Chapter

"Shit," I thought as I checked my work calendar. "Tomorrow we have English-SA ..." And I hadn't learned anything yet. One look at my watch was enough and I knew immediately that studying was hardly paying off anyway. The SA was not the next, but that day, as it indicated five o'clock in the morning.

An hour later I was optimally prepared. After a shower and a power breakfast, I took the bus to school to still have enough time to read.

* Will Maria come earlier today? *, I asked myself, although the answer was clear from the start. Nobody came that early.And that was just fine with me.

From 8 a.m. I had to endure my classmates. Just the thought of my angel made me endure all of this.

* Somehow I'm tired *, I thought, suppressing a yawn. * Maybe I should have gotten some sleep. *

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Maria entered the class around a quarter to eight. As expected, not many more students were present than Martin and a handful of others. She smiled around and nodded encouragingly to her childhood friend. She knew he was in love with her, but these feelings weren't mutual. It was obvious from kindergarten that Martin was interested in her. Maria had nothing against her sandpit friend, but she had no feelings for him either. And since she was in a happy relationship, she found it harder and harder to endure Martin. She liked him, really, but his ways could drive her crazy. He was always interpreting things in his favor.Perhaps she should finally speak to him openly, but Maria was afraid he might misinterpret this attempt too.

A little frustrated, Maria let herself slide into her chair and sighed inaudibly. So it would continue to be: teeth together and smile.

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"Did you ..." The question got stuck in Maria's throat as Christian's tongue made its way into her mouth. His body on hers suddenly felt lighter again. So he hadn't gained weight anyway.

In addition to the soft creaking of the bed, only the moans and gasps of the two could be heard, moving in unison. As if they never do anything else ...

Maria experienced her orgasm and through the pulsation of her inner muscles Christian also climaxed. Totally exhausted, he slipped out a sentence that he shouldn't have uttered:

"Say you love me!"

There was complete silence in the room and the mood was down.How did he ...?!

“I have to go.” And with that Christian disappeared faster than the eye could follow.



3rd chapter

Oh my God! A dream had come true for me. I almost thought I was passing out from happiness, but then I wouldn't have been able to go to her. Yes, Maria had invited me to her home. To her home! I was so excited that I brushed my teeth with my father's shaving cream and only noticed it when my little sister - who always bothers me in the bathroom - ran away screaming and yelling something from a mad stranger. I guess she meant me. But it doesn't matter.

In my best shirt, I looked at myself in the mirror and decided I looked hot. As a matter of fact, I finally went to Maria's house with a bouquet of red roses (from my mother's rose garden) to pay my respects.

My mood barometer sagged when Andrea opened the door with me.And I was expecting a romantic afternoon / evening for two. But maybe it would go away right away. One should never give up hope.

"Come on in," she muttered and backed away.

I followed her disgruntled and suddenly my mood rose again when I saw Maria in the living room. * What does she want? * I asked myself quietly. * She didn't suggest much on the phone either ... *

Smiling, I handed her the flowers, which she accepted with thanks and then asked me to sit down.

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Christian buried his face in his hands. What was it that got into him? Why hadn't he just shut up? Now everything was