Time of Change

Monday dawned with a clear sky, promising a day full of expectations and emotions. The project fair was one of the most anticipated events at school, since some students demonstrated their learning and skills at that fair, all students tried to present their work with enthusiasm.

Agatha arrived early, carrying some last-minute materials and a small bag with the notes she had prepared to help her students. Her class, in charge of explaining Shakespeare's tragedies, had worked hard on the project, and she wanted to make sure everything went perfectly.

The gym had been transformed into a space full of life. Each corner was decorated with posters, models and creative representations of the projects. Agatha's class table was adorned with a black curtain with golden letters that said: "The Tragedies of Shakespeare: The Essence of Humanity." They had placed old books, scrolls with famous quotes, posters made by the students themselves and theatrical masks to set the space.

Rio arrived a few minutes later, his relaxed walk and his captivating smile illuminating the place. She wore a dark green blazer and black pants that accentuated her figure very well, which made her look professional but with her characteristic casual and sexy air. Rio couldn't help but look at Agatha. When he met her, he felt that his day had already improved considerably, he approached and brought her the coffee (that considered).

"Good morning, Professor Harkness," Rio greeted with a smile and sarcastic tone as he approached the table with Agatha.

Agatha, who was organizing the materials, looked up and felt a slight heat on her cheeks when she saw her eyes when she felt the sarcasm that Rio distilled when calling her. "Good morning, Professor Vidal. I see that you have come prepared to impress." He thanks with his head while taking a sip of the coffee.

"I always try to do my best, but today, I have to admit that my true motivation is you," Rio replied, leaning slightly towards Agatha and lowering his voice. Agatha couldn't help but choke on her coffee when she heard Rio's direct comment, she smiled at the comment, although she tried to hide it by lowering her head and looking at the notes that were resting on the table.

Before they could both continue with whatever was happening, Billy, one of Agatha's most enthusiastic students, approached excitedly. "Professor Harkness! Can you review my essay again, before the jurors start arriving? Please" he asked, holding a manuscript entitled "The Macbeth Tragedy: Ambition and Morality in Conflict."

Agatha nodded, grateful for the momentary distraction of Rio's flirtation that, although she didn't want to accept it, made her very nervous. "Of course, Billy. Let's review it together." While reading, Rio stood close, observing with a mixture of admiration and curiosity how Agatha interacted with her students. There was something in her way of teaching, in the patience and wisdom she transmitted, that made her even more fascinating. Rio loved that.

When Agatha finished reviewing the essay, she praised Billy for his deep analysis "You're ready to dazzle you all, Billy. Don't forget teen, Trust yourself," she said with an encouraging smile, she patted him with a little disgust for touching the teenager (it could be said that she was almost affectionate). The student thanked and withdrew to prepare his presentation.

Rio, who had been listening discreetly, commented: "You have a gift, Agatha. You don't just teach, you inspire."

Agatha laughed softly, a little uncomfortable by the flattery. "I do what I can. Although, sometimes, I feel that they are the ones who teach me."

The fair officially began, and the corridors were filled with students, teachers and parents. The projects were evaluated by a jury composed of teachers from different areas of the region, and Agatha's table soon attracted the attention of several visitors. The students enthusiastically explained Shakespeare's tragedies, from Hamlet's moral dilemma to Romeo and Juliet's forbidden love.

Rio, taking advantage of a free moment, remained as a spectator listening to the entire presentation that she and Agatha had already reviewed and supervised before.

Amazed not only by the content of the project, but by the way Agatha supervised, always attentive and with a word of encouragement for each student.

During a pause, Rio approached again. "The project was impressive. Although I think the merit is largely yours."

"Billy and the other students did a good job, although we were not left behind," Agatha replied modestly. "We did it excellent."

Rio shook his head, smiling. "It's not just that, Agatha. You are the reason why Billy and the others think they can do it, your ideas and contributions are... you... you are incredible."

The conversation that already reflected a tension of longing, pride and adoration was interrupted by a little-known voice, a student. "Professor Harkness, could you help us with a question about Othelo?" Agatha nodded and momentarily said goodbye to Rio, although they both knew that they would meet again soon.

As the day progressed, the presentations continued successfully.

Billy surprised the jury with his essay, and several parents congratulated Agatha on the level of their children's work. When there was finally a moment of calm, Rio appeared again, again with two coffees in his hand.

"I thought maybe you would need a break," he said, offering her one.

Agatha accepted the coffee with a smile. "Thank you. This is just what I needed."

They sat together in a quiet corner, watching the bustle of the fair. For a moment, both remained silent, enjoying mutual company.

"You know," Rio began, breaking the silence, "I never imagined that a project fair could be so... interesting and stressful at the same time. Although maybe it has to do with the company."

Agatha laughed softly. "Are you always that charming and flirtatious, or is it just with me?"

Rio looked at her with a mixture of fun and sincerity. "Only with you."

The comment left Agatha speechless for a moment, but before she could answer, one of her students called her for another consultation. "I have to go," he said, getting up, although the smile they exchanged made it clear that the conversation was far from over.

At the end of the day, when the fair came to an end and the last visitors were leaving, Rio approached Agatha for the last time. "Would you like to go celebrate? Maybe a dinner... or something more improvised. This time I can be the one who cooks"

Agatha looked at her with a mixture of surprise and joy. "I would love to, Rio" she replied, grabbed her bag and they both went to Rio's house.

The trip to Rio's house was not as long as Agatha expected, it was not uncomfortable while Rio was driving, Agatha asked him about dinner and they came to the conclusion that after a long day of work they deserved to rest and that it would be best to order the food. Agatha checking the menu from her cell phone, took care of ordering dinner for both of them, when they arrived at Rio's house, the food order had already been delivered and placed right at the gate of the house.

They entered the house and both set the table, once ready they sat down and began to give their opinion on the fair and comment on the winter holidays that they were going to give to all the teachers.

They started eating and Agatha began to feel a little confused by the closeness she felt, she really wanted to express it but she was afraid, as she opened she just arrived and changed her routine, she changed her way of thinking, she changed everything that comforted Agatha and changed it for the better.

Agatha wanted to tell her that she loved her, that she loved Rio. Thinking that after all those days where she tried to hide smiles, she avoided her, maybe she hadn't expressed herself correctly, maybe Rio didn't know what she wanted (if she did), maybe Rio just played with her (she didn't), eating and thinking that, the silence lasted for a few more minutes, where Rio was calm and enjoying her food but Agatha was immersed in doubts, she shook her head trying to get all her doubts breaking the silence clearing her throat.

"Rio, there's something I want to tell you."

Rio stopped, his expression becoming more serious and gradually removing the smile he had while eating. "What's up?"

Agatha took a breath, gathering the courage she had accumulated throughout the day. "Rio, what has happened between us these days... I don't want it to be something temporary. I care about you, and I want to explore what this means."

Agatha said it in a quick way almost drowning and confusing words, she felt how she took out of her chest something that was there for a while and simply did not come out, she blushed and lowered her head towards the already empty meal period, playing with the forks and knives.

Rio smiled, his eyes shining with emotion, doubting for the first time what to say he stood and placed himself next to Agatha. "Agatha, I thought you'd never say that. Because I also feel the same way. From the beginning, you have been different to me, I wanted to meet you and now that I do I am really fascinated with you."

The moment seemed to stop while both looked at each other with eyes of longing and affection, the dinner disappearing around them, Agatha also stood, grabbed Rio's hands and hugged her, they had a quiet and loving moment. Finally, Rio took a step forward, leaning over to whisper: "I think the best way to end this day would be with a new beginning."

Too much time. He allowed himself to smile, looking up to meet Rio's dark eyes, full of tenderness and a spark that promised much more.

"A new beginning?" Agatha asked with a playful tone, although her cheeks were still dyed red.

Rio smiled, tilting his head slightly. "Yes." He said it in a defiant tone raising an eyebrow. "One in which you stop hiding how much you like me, because, honestly, Agatha, I'm already completely surrendered with you."

Agatha's nervous laughter filled the silence for a moment. "Is it? You?" He joked, while his hands were still intertwined with Rio's. "I really don't believe that."

"Oh, no?" Rio replied, raising a mischievous eyebrow. In a gentle but determined movement, he let go of one of Agatha's hands and brought it to his waist, bringing her closer. "Let me prove it to you then."

Before Agatha could process what was happening, she felt Rio's lips brushing hers, first gently, as if they were testing the limits. But when Agatha did not move away, but responded with the same intensity, the kiss became deeper, more loaded with everything that both had contained for weeks, full of longing and desire both began to increase the intensity there were touches and Agatha unconsciously giving way to Rio's tongue.

The heat rose immediately, and Agatha felt that she was losing track of time while Rio's hands held her firmly, as if she never wanted to let her go. For a moment, logic and all their doubts disappeared, leaving room only for the desire that grew between them.

Rio separated just a few centimeters, enough to look into her eyes and whispered in her ear. "You know, this could be dangerous. Once I start, I don't usually stop."

Agatha, still breathing with difficulty, let out a low laugh that could be classified almost as a moan. "I think that's what I like most about you."

Rio laughed too, and this time it was Agatha who took the initiative, pulling her shirt for another kiss, this one more urgent, more unbridled. Between laughter and caresses, the two slowly retreated to the nearest sofa, completely forgetting about dinner and trivial conversations.

Rio's hands traveled delicately but with determination, sliding down Agatha's waist and caressing her with a perfect mixture of tenderness and passion. Agatha let out a moan when Rio's lips left hers to run down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses that lit every corner of her skin.

"Rio..." he whispered, his voice trembling between desire and surrender.

"Tell me, Agatha," Rio replied with a hoarse tone, raising his head to look at her. "Tell me this is what you want."

Agatha took Rio's face in her hands, her eyes filled with a mixture of longing and certainty. "I love you, Rio. I love you. Please don't stop, my love."

That was the permit Rio needed. With a smile that promised to explore every limit of that new beginning, he gently carried her, taking her to the bedroom,

Rio closed the door pushing Agatha against her, making her let out a very loud moan. Agatha planted a kiss on her lips and finished it with a small bite on Rio's lower lip, that drove her crazy and she began to kiss Agatha's jaw in a hungry way, she went down all over the neck, biting her right where the pulse could be felt.

"Rio... shit Rio... I need you"

Rio stopped and looked at her while gently unbuttoning Agatha's shirt, Agatha only stole kisses from her while she did it, finally with Agatha already alone in pants and in a bra and Rio with the shirt all wrinkled and up they went to bed

Agatha went to bed threesome sat on her legs, kissing all the price of Agatha, quickly Agatha unbuttoned her bra, giving him an excellent view to Rio.

Pu-... Can I? Rio said about to touch Agatha's breasts.

Agatha didn't answer, she just took Rio's hands, placing them on top of her pink and hard nipples, Agatha lowered her hands towards Rio's thighs giving him some massages while laughing she took a nipple to her mouth and the other grabbed it with her hand, pulling it and rubbing it.

Agatha went crazy thanks to Rio's treatment but everything intensified when in one of her kisses, Rio placed his knee in the middle of Agatha's legs, feeling all Agatha's moisture, causing too loud jumps and moans.

"Rio, ahhh, Rio touch me"

Rio would have done it instantly, but decided to play with Agatha for a while longer. "Asking for it in a good way, honey," he said, slowly pulling out his knee and slowly removing any friction he was giving Agatha

Agatha puzzled, a little angry for not having what she wanted, replied "Don't provoke me Vidal, just do it... please" she looked at Rio with angry eyes but she still kept approaching Rio stealing a kiss

Rio continued playing "Do you ask me for a favor Aggie? Are you so needy?"

Agatha knelt unbuttoning his black Rio pants while keeping a pout and staring at Rio "Please, my love"

I pulled down his pants, leaving him alone in his underwear and bra

Agatha began by giving her caresses and kisses on the inside of her thigh until she reached the center of her.

I look at Rio for some kind of permission, but I just grabbed her hair and sank her against her, took off her underwear and began to suck and lick, this time the moans came from Rio.

The night continued and spread in a whirlwind of caresses, kisses, moans and whispered words.

They both knew that what had started that night was not just an adventure. It was the beginning of something real, something that no one was willing to let go.

At the end of their night, the breathing of both gradually became more pace while the weight of the night gave way to a quiet silence. Rio's hands were still resting on Agatha's waist, and the latter's fingers drew soft lines on Rio's skin, as if they didn't want to break the spell they had created between the two.

"You're incredible," Agatha murmured, her lips still brushing Rio's neck.

Rio smiled, tilting his head to look at her with eyes full of tenderness. "I was going to say the same about you. Although I think we should try to sleep before the sun rises, honey."

With a soft kiss and a last caress, they settled between the sheets. Agatha rested her head on Rio's chest, listening to the constant rhythm of her heart, while Rio fiddled with her hair. Without words, they let tiredness overcome them, intertwined, finding in that proximity a kind of calm that none had felt in a long time.

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The next morning, the light of dawn bathed the room in warm tones, and the world seemed to stop at that moment. Agatha woke up first, but made no attempt to move. He felt Rio's arms around him, firm and protective, and he didn't want to break the magic of the moment. A few minutes later, Rio opened his eyes and, seeing her awake, smiled with that mixture of tenderness and mischief that always disarmed Agatha.

"Good morning," Rio murmured, his voice hoarse from sleep.

"Good morning," Agatha replied, smiling softly. "You know you snore a little, right?"

Rio chuckled and pressed Agatha against himself. "And even so, here you are. That has to mean something.”

Agatha laughed too, but then her expression became more serious as she looked up to meet Rio's eyes. "I'm here because I want to be. Because with you, everything seems now... right, I like it, I like you."

Rio watched her silently for a moment, sliding a hand through Agatha's disheveled hair. "I feel the same way too. With you it's different. Since I met you, I couldn't stop looking for ways to be close to you. And now that you're here, I'm not going to let this escape."

Agatha felt a knot of emotion in her throat, but smiled with bright eyes. "So this means...?"

Rio didn't let him finish the sentence. Approaching, he gently took Agatha's face in his hands, and with a voice full of vulnerability and love, he said: "It means that, if you leave me, I want to be your girlfriend. I want to build something with you, something that makes us happy. I know all this may seem fast, but I don't care. I want to be with you at every moment, good or bad. I want to be the one who makes you laugh, who hugs you when you need it. I want to be yours, if you let me."

Agatha swallowed hard, letting Rio's words pierce her like a balm. He leaned towards her, with a smile that mixed joy and determination. "You don't have to ask me twice, honey. Yes, I want to be your girlfriend. I want to be with you, learn with you, build with you. You make me feel that everything is worth it. So yes, Rio, I'm yours."

Rio closed his eyes, letting himself be carried away by the pure happiness that filled his chest. His lips met in a deep kiss, tender and full of silent promises.

The day passed without them worrying about anything but themselves. Secrets were told, laughed and talked about what it would be like to face the world together. The future was still uncertain, but at that time, nothing else mattered.

And so, together, they left the fair behind, ready to start a new chapter in their lives, knowing that what they had found in each other was only the beginning of something much bigger.