Never let go [mxm] ON HOLD

Chapter 2

Ross stood frozen and too shocked to react as Mr Thatcher boldly kissed him . He didn't see that one coming.

Why is Mr Thatcher kissing him?

The hand of the man at the back of his head was holding him in place and preventing him from escaping. The kiss was unexpected and aggressive , the warmth of the lips that pressed against his own was blessed and Ross found himself kissing back. He moved his lips eagerly and went as far as granting the man access to his mouth so Mr Thatcher's tongue could slip inside.

Ross was overwhelmed, the situation was unclear and confusing but somehow his body responded and reciprocated . The hand of Mr Thatcher that held his head, gently tugged on his hair and he moaned in appreciation . Ross sighed into the kiss as he felt the teacher's other hand sneaking underneath his shirt and rubbing his skin. Ross already sated his needs in the club with the cute blond but his body was hot and craved Mr Thatcher's touch, he burned with desire.

Ross broke the kiss and let himself breath air, meanwhile Mr Thatcher didn't wait and continued with his attack. His lips trailed down Ross' jaw and nibbled on his neck, sucking and biting lightly the skin and leaving bruises.

"Fuck..." Ross muttered while closing his eyes and surrendering to the sweet pleasure.

Suddenly he snapped his eyes open as the words Mr Thatcher told him at school surfaced in his mind.

He gathered his powers and pushed the man, Mr Thatcher stumbled back and stared at him confused.

"What's wrong? " he asked as Ross glared at him.

" Let's start with you being my son's teacher ," he spat. That was insignificant to Ross but he couldn't just plainly say he hated the man's guts for belittling him as a father.

The teacher snorted as he once again approached Ross. "I don't think it really bothers you," Ross watched warily as the man got closer.

"I don't give a damn about what you think, I want you to stay away from me. " Ross put his hands on Mr Thatcher's chest to prevent him from getting closer, his hands felt comfortable there and he bit his lip as he forced himself to maintain a firm posture.

"No can do." Mr Thatcher smirked before yanking Ross forward and hugging him in his arms, Ross struggled to release himself but it was pointless.

"Let me go!" Ross growled in frustration. He wasn't a weak man and yet Mr Thatcher made him feel powerless. Being that close to him wasn't helping the situation, the scent of the man reached him and how intoxicating it was.

He held his breath as Mr Thatcher nibbled on his ear .

"The moment I saw you I knew I had to have you," Ross shivered as he whispered in his ear, he stopped struggling and let him continue.

He barely knew the man and yet he found himself melting upon hearing those words, he could hear his own heart beating fast and wildly in his chest.

Why was he so affected?

"You are the most beautiful man I've ever laid my eyes on, it was love at first sight. You are cute, funny and so sexy,"

Ross forgot how to breath. Love? At first sight? What nonsense is that man spouting ?

But those words made his chest tingle weirdly and it was as if fire burned in his veins. He didn't attempt to stop that man, his wall crumbled . He felt helpless, he didn't want to hear more but he couldn't find his powers to resist. Something in him craved those sweet words, usually when someone sweet talked him it was to get in his pants but somehow he didn't believe it was the case with Mr Thatcher and that both frightened him and excited him.