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por·tion ˈpôrSH(ə)n/ 1. a part of a whole; an amount, section, or piece of something. •a part of someone or something divided between two or more people; a share. Well in this case that portion is a person to be exact. In which a professor couldn't get enough of his student. Neither could his brother. ◇◇◇◇◇ Someone was coming. Creeping footsteps caught my attention through the soft, inaudible moans coming from my princess. I stopped my motions to see if I heard right. "Why did you stop, Xavier?", Adonis asked through the pout from her plump lips, catching her breath. "I thought I heard someone coming." Adonis eyes bulged out her head and she quickly pushed me away from her. She gotten out of my lap and pulled down her dress as I zipped up my slacks. I stood up from my desk chair and tried to get her to go back to kissing me, but she pulled away, scared someone still was coming. Frowning, I motioned to her that I was going to check the door. As soon as I was about to, the door handle shook and I ran to Adonis, grabbing her hand as we entered the class' closet. I forgot to lock the door. The closet was pitch black inside and I couldn't see a thing. With her back against my front, I could feel Adonis shaking until I wrapped my arms around her torso. Outside, we heard the door open and close. Two muffled voices spoke to one another. "Well I guess the professor isn't here so let's go." Another moment passed and they were gone with the sound of the door closing. I could've sworn that was his voice.
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