He nodded, letting go and turned around to let me do my business while he went to wash his hands.
I did exactly as instructed and aimed perfectly.
I sighed heavily, in both relief and frustration.
I can't think straight. I can’t believe he just held my cock...and it felt good? I'm so fucked.
The automated urinal flushed and I went over to the other sink to wash my hands, Nixon eyeing me carefully.
"Why did you defend me?" he asked.
I blinked, lifting my head to meet his blank stare.
"What?"
"You not only risked your reputation, but you kissed me in front of those guys and anyone else who was watching. Why?" he wondered.
I closed the tap and walked over to where he stood near the door.
"Why should I care about reputation? This is school, a place that in three years will only be a memory and a name on a piece of paper to hang on a wall. The memories, both the good and the bad are what is going to linger with me and the friends I make along the way. I’d rather ensure no one picks a fight with you than leave behind a reputation that makes me lose a friendship...or whatever we turn out to be." I whispered the last part.
"Interesting,” he spoke quietly.
"Trust me when I give you female advice," I joked. "I'm a girl, remember?"
He smiled for a moment but it turned into a confused look before he narrowed his eyes on the door.
"Wha-" He quickly grabbed me and we both went into the nearest stall, locking it shut and he pressed me against the door. I gave him a weird look and opened my mouth to speak but his lips crashed into mine, silencing me.
My eyes went wide when I felt a stream of magic wrap around us, hiding our presence.
Then I heard the door swing open.
"I swear they're in here!" the familiar female voice announced and I remembered the blonde chick from earlier.
I stared into Nixon's black eyes which were now red; those hypnotizing black magic circles made me relax and I closed my eyes, kissing him back. It must have been the alcohol getting to my head, making me confused as to what I should do in my mind versus what my body wanted.
"Katherina! Why are you in the fucking male washroom?! No one is here!" I heard Maximus growl.
"I swear, I heard that red-haired guy and that hot dude talking! He said he was a girl! Like maybe he's one of those transgenders!" she shouted.
"Where, Katherina? Do you see ANYONE in here? Jeez, the alcohol clearly went to your brain. Go hit on some other guys who aren't trying to take a fucking piss," Maximus complained.
She groaned loudly but I heard the sound of her heels as she exited the room and the door closed before the sound of a lock clicked in place.
I slowly opened my eyes as Nixon released my lips, making sure to bite my lower lip slowly and tug at it while his lust-filled eyes stared into mine.
I leaned in to kiss him but felt suddenly dizzy.
Nixon's arms supported me and I rested my head on his shoulder.
"Shit! Jinn?" Nixon asked.
"What's wrong with Jinn?" Maximus asked.
I heard Nixon unlock the stall I waited for the dizziness to stop before I tried to talk.
"Uh. I think I had too much to drink and I should switch back," I admitted, feeling weak. It must have been the alcohol in my system making it harder for me to keep my appearance or maybe the distraction of kissing Nixon not once, but twice tonight.