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All told, the cafeteria food wasn't quite as bad as Adaeze was expecting. She'd come to think that her experience would have been more akin to an average American high school, but college campuses were a different beast altogether, and in this case, that was a good thing.

"These greens are so fresh that I can only imagine they were plucked from a local garden," she praised the food as she took another bite of her salad. "I was starting to worry that I'd never eat a quality meal here ever again!"

"You just have to know where to look," Turk assured her. "I guess I should be glad that my parents sprung for the meal plan after all."

"It was very generous of them to provide that for you. I don't suppose you've been taking all the other girls there to eat on your parent's dime, too?"

"No other girl has been that interested in grabbing a meal with me, yet."

Adaeze blinked. "Y...You're joking, right? I can't believe that a tall, handsome stallion like yourself would have trouble getting a date."

"Well, I didn't come here to find a date," Turk admitted. "I guess I'm still not sure why I came here, short of joining the frat and figuring out a career degree, but even that's kinda foggy..."

"Sounds to me like you should take the opportunity to rest your mind and relax your body, then."

"And it sounds to me like you're laying it on pretty thick; what's the occasion?"

She tilted her head, pausing just before another satisfying bite. "Occasion?"

"I'm not gonna say that we got off on the wrong foot, but I don't think that it's unfair to say that, either...but you've definitely been sweeter on me today."

"Mocking you about an erection first thing in the morning is being sweet on you? You really must have trouble with the ladies, then..."

"I was talking more about the fact that you wanted nothing to do with me after the first night, and now, a couple weeks in, you're talking to me more and more all the time."

"We're gonna be in the same frat together for at least the rest of the semester, and I don't really know anyone else on a first name basis yet. I'd rather we be on good terms, if I'm being honest."

"Same," Turk agreed. "That doesn't mean I'm gonna stop being suspicious of you."

"And what's there to suspect?" she asked, her lips curling into a grin as she finally took the long awaited bite.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to sleep with me or something."

She didn't break stride as she chewed through another mouthful of her salad, which made Turk hesitate to finish the crust of his pizza.

Her expression remained unflappable, accented with a tiny grin, all the way through his nervous silence.

"...No guy has ever been right to assume that in the past, so now would be a great time to tell me that I'm crazy."

"I'd love to, but I'd also hate to wipe that look off of your face. It's kind of adorable."

A tall, thick beast like Turk almost looked out of place with any sort of nerves on his muzzle, but they were clear as day, and Adaeze refused to turn her gaze from the stallion that had been dominating her thoughts that day.

Even she wasn't entirely sure what she was trying to accomplish with her forward nature, but she knew that she needed to at least talk about what had happened to them the first night.

"Been a long time since anyone has called me that, unless they said I was like a brother to them afterwards," Turk finally replied, setting his pizza crust on a plate and pushing it aside in the grass. "Not that it would surprise me right now, but if you're just building me up to cut me back down to size..."

"You're surprisingly cynical for someone who knows how to have such a good time when they relax," Adaeze pointed out. "It's a shame that you're so quick to flip back and forth between the two; you're much more attractive when you embrace that little bit of confidence you have."

"I had heard that chicks dig confidence," Turk agreed, "But until just now, I never got the impression that you dug me."

"I suppose that's what people mean when they talk about coming on too strong," Adaeze finally allowed her grin to falter with just a hint of uncertainty. "But I'd heard that American men enjoy it when a woman takes the initiative, so I'm sorry if this is unbecoming of me."

"N-no, it's not that," Turk sensed her discomfort. "Just...I'm not used to being hit on after such a rocky start, you know?"

"I'm afraid I let my competitive side get the better of me," she admitted. "I do apologize for that, but I've always been driven to be the best at whatever I attempt."

"Likewise. It's not like I ever meant to be a jerk," Turk did his best to apologize. "I mean, before I knew I was gonna be competing against you, I was definitely thinking of other things I would have done with you."

Adaeze flushed. "All that, just from seeing me across a table?"

"Can't help that I'm a sucker for yoga pants."

"Hmm..."

Turk gulped. "I, I mean-

"I'll make a note of that," Adaeze eased his concerns before he could voice them. "But there was something else I wanted to know your thoughts on."

There was no one else in the park on the far end of campus. Surrounded by large, old trees and accessible only by paths that were kept in terrible condition, it was the perfect place for a quiet study session, some private meditation, or in the case of Turk and Adaeze, a very heavy conversation.

"I'm starting to feel less like this was a lunch date, and more like it was a grilling session."

"This will probably be the hardest question you get," Adaeze claimed. "So if you make it through this one alive, you'll be just fine."

"All right," he chuckled. "Shoot, then."

"Were you phoning it at the after party the first night, or were you actually enjoying yourself as much as it looked like you were?"

Turk was blindsided: he had no idea that Adaeze even stuck around for the whole after party, having lost her in the crowd shortly after the festivities began.

"I gotta admit, I didn't think that the big secret of the fraternity was that everyone was into watersports," he started, "But, I...I guess I'm kinda into it too, after all is said and done. At first I just didn't wanna harsh the buzz going on in the crowd, but by the end of the night, I was soaked, just like everyone else...and I was really enjoying it."

His head hung down just a little after he answered, but he was only able to turn his gaze so far away from her before she rested her palm under his chin, capturing his gaze.

"It's okay," she whispered. "I kinda liked it too."

Her touch carried more gravity than her admission, as Turk froze in her delicate grasp. "I would have guessed that much," he tried to sound confident, even knowing she'd be able to feel his nerves in his jawline. "I can't imagine you would have stayed if you didn't..."

"It's not like they have a that kind of party every night," she reminded him. "And there are plenty of other reasons to stay...we're here to get an education, right?"

"Or something," Turk joked.

"Well, I'd like a crash course on what you learned about yourself at the party that night."

The aggression was back in full swing as Adaeze recaptured her grin. The impala kept a tight stare on Turk's wavering eyes, the irises dancing between acting like the domineering beast that everyone assumed him to be, and letting down his guard, allowing her to see the person that he really was inside.

Getting his emotional walls to stand once more would be tougher than getting something else to rise, but it wasn't until Adaeze brushed her spare paw over it that Turk even realized what had happened.

"Guess I'm learning a little more about myself all the time," Turk just managed to break free of her stare as he looked down at her curiously roaming digits. "And apparently, I'm into the idea of letting a girl take the lead from time to time."

"Maybe you just need someone to challenge you a little bit?"

"I think you're doing _plenty_of that right now, Adaeze."

"Perhaps I should stop until you give me some more details," she teased. "After all, it'll be kinda tough to focus with that much blood rushing away from your brain."

Turk snickered. "Actually, if you were interested in what happened that night, this was definitely an issue."

"How's that?"

"You can't really pee when you have an erection," he murmured. "Not without a lot of practice, anyway...that's why my morning wood has been such a problem lately."

"So I noticed."

"And it's been your fault that I'm getting it, so...I've had to pee like crazy lately."

Adaeze clenched down on the growing tip of his member as it imposed itself against his jeans. "My fault? I'll proudly take responsibility for this one, but what did I do before that?"

"Yoga pants," Turk reminded her. "And then being half naked on a dance floor, and peeing all over the place...I haven't been able to get any of it out of my head since classes started. I've barely been able to focus enough to take notes."

Given how reluctant he was to open up at first, Adaeze was surprised that he was giving such information away so freely, but knowing that it must have been tough for him, she eased her grip on his cock and offered him a softer smile than her previous, sultry grin.

"It was a lot for us to go through in such a short amount of time," she agreed. "I'm sorry that I've only been haunting your dreams, though...I could do much more than that."

The tiny stain on the front of his pants was just precum, but Adaeze was after something more; she knew she'd have to lead by example, but there was nothing stopping her from climbing atop Turk's lap and resting her faintly covered womanhood against the flared tip of his length.

"Adaeze, y-you...you really don't have to do all this..."

"But what if I want to?"

"Then by all means," Turk giggled nervously. "But...out here? I know it's pretty well deserted, but there's nothing stopping anyone from coming across us like this!"

"I guess that means I'll just have to be quick about it, then."

"Quick about what?"

"You'll see."

Turk was only just starting to realize that he hadn't given Adaeze enough credit for the depth of her character. She was a bundle of surprises packed into a small, slim body, and perhaps the greatest surprise of all was the comfort he felt when her natural warmth rested against his own, her chest inching ever closer to his own as she straddled his lap and wiggled from side to side, making herself comfortable.

Just how comfortable she was going to get, he might have been able to guess...but that still didn't prepare him for the sudden feeling of moisture upon the end of his cock, leaving him to panic at first, thinking that he might have gotten a little too excited; when that wasn't the case, he looked around for her drink, wondering if she'd spilled it.

Her giggle at his panicked reaction wasn't helping things, until the moisture was so plentiful and warm that there was no denying the source of it.

"Adaeze, are you r-really doing what I ­think you're doing?!"

"I told you that you'd see," she whispered, doing a much better job of keeping her voice down. "And judging by the way you're throbbing against me, I don't think you mind all that much."

His arousal was painfully strong, but that didn't mean Turk was bold enough to act on it in a public place, as pee trickled down over the entirety of his shaft and soaked the base of his sack. "If I'm being honest?" he put himself up to the task, as nervous paws trembled on either side of her hips but didn't quite touch them yet, "This...is probably the hottest thing that's ever happened to me."

"Explains why you're too nervous to grab my hips and return the favor."

"I already told you that I can't return the favor," Turk reminded her. Being teased was all that he needed to wrap his thick, powerful digits around her sides and hold her in place, but she was the one stringing him along as her bladder continued to release, all behind the quiet sound of trickling urine and a satisfied sigh. "Not until this goes down, anyway..."

"Well, if you've been a good boy and told me the truth, that's not going down anytime soon, is it?"

"Pretty sure I could club someone to death with it and it wouldn't go down..."

Adaeze giggled at his joke, before snorting at the idea and slumping over his chest a little bit, her palms coming to rest on his t-shirt. "Well now, we can't have you doing that, Turk. If I'm the reason that you've been sporting a deadly weapon every morning for the last two weeks, the least I can do is take care of it for you, right?"

She was still pissing over his lap the whole time, until the grass was stained with a plentiful stream of the golden fluids. Somehow, she was in perfect comfort and control after making such a heavy suggestion, one that left Turk dumbfounded yet again, as her paw slipped down his torso and back to her own waistline, tugging at the crotch of her soaking yoga pants.

"Are...y-you sure about this, Adaeze?"

"If I didn't have to pee so badly right now, I promise I would have soaked you in another way, Turk," she mentioned, even as she began slipping out of her tight, gripping fabrics. "It's refreshing to meet a guy as sweet and concerned as you, but...there was a reason I wanted us to talk somewhere private."

Turk didn't have a chance to mince her words, or even question them: her lips stole a brief kiss from his own and then waited there, until he pressed back against her and returned it, taking her bait and otherwise holding still as she shimmied her yoga pants down to her knees. Her panties went right along with them, soaked through by a plentiful helping of her own mess, and the same thing left his cock glistening under his jeans as she went to work on them, next.

I've got a special plan for both of your loads, Turk...hopefully that fire hose of yours doesn't disappoint me.