Mr. Perfect {Mewgulf}

Deal

No one's P.O.V

Gulf walked into the classroom, avoiding Mew's stare, which he could feel on him. Mild was sat next to him, his head in his hands, obviously suffering from a hangover. "Good lord... My head fucking hurts..." Mild groaned, putting his head down. "Yeah, that's what you get for drinking so much." Gulf said in a teasing tone. "Gulf, stop talking while I'm teaching." Gulf froze when he heard Mew's voice ring in his ears. "R-Right, sorry sir." He muttered, looking up and gulping at the fire in Mew's eyes. 

Mew turned back around and continued teaching, writing stuff on the board. "Wanna go there again tonight?" Gulf whispered, ignoring Mew's words. Although Mew had specifically said Gulf's name, not mentioning Mild. "Not tonight. I didn't get any sleep and I'm tired as fuck." 

"Gulf, stay after class. I'd like to have a word with you." Gulf shivered at Mew's tone, he sounded pissed. "Right... Ok." He muttered, looking away from Mew and down at his paper. 

Throughout the class, he kept feeling Mew's eyes on him. Giving him looks that said something, although he wasn't sure what it was. 

After class, as the students flowed out of the classroom, Gulf stayed behind, staying put in his seat. "Come here." Mew said, his demanding tone giving Gulf no other option. He slowly got up and walked over to Mew's desk, grabbing a chair and sitting down in front of him. "Y-You wanted to talk to me sir?" He nodded. "So, you seem to have an interest in sexual stuff." Gulf choked on his spit and looked up at Mew with wide eyes. 

"I-I beg your pardon?" He chuckled. "Don't try to deny it. I saw the way you danced, I saw the looks you were giving people... I saw- I saw the flirting happening at the bar." Gulf bit his lip, chewing on it nervously. "Please don't tell anyone..." Mew chuckled and leaned forward, resting his chin on his hands. "And ruin the fun of having you wrapped around my finger? Not a chance." He said, his voice deep, penetrating all of Gulf's walls and making him feel something he had never felt before.

In a moment of boldness, Gulf asked, "And... Since you saw it... What did you think?" Mew smirked. "Oh, you're bold, aren't you?" He paused, slowly trailing his eyes down Gulf's body. "I liked it... Those baggy clothes of yours hides a beautiful body~" Gulf blushed, his heart racing. "I-I don't know how to respond..." Mew shrugged and pulled away. "You don't have to. Now, I have a deal to make with you... I can tell how much you want me, and honestly, I find you sexy and want you too... So, if you pay attention in class, actually do what you're supposed to do, I'll...Reward you." 

Gulf blushed at his words. "W-What kind of reward?" Mew shrugged. "You'll have to find out... But trust me, you'll like it. This goes for your other classes too. If I find that you're paying attention and trying... Just trust me on this." Gulf nodded, thinking. "So, do we have a deal?" Gulf though for a second. Honestly, anything Mew did to him would be fine, he wanted it... No matter what it was. "Deal." Mew smirked. "It starts now. Go to your next class, and I'll write you a note saying I talked to you about homework. Remember, behave."

Gulf nodded and took the note Mew had written and walking out the door. He turned around to glance at Mew, who was still staring at him, and Gulf swore he saw lust in his eyes. 

After going to his next class, he did exactly what Mew told him to do. Payed attention, took notes, answered questions when he was called on, didn't talk back, or talk during class, even though his friends would try to. 

"Wow, you've been acting weird ever since... Did something happen?" Mild said as they sat outside eating their lunch. "Well, he... He told me he liked the way I moved, and that he could tell I wanted him... He said that he wanted me to, and we made a deal... If I, er, obey the school rules and stuff, he'd... Reward me..." Mild's eyes widened. "He's totally gonna fuck you." Gulf choked and turned to Mild with a flustered look. "Shut up! He's not going to, he wouldn't go that far!" 

Mild only shrugged. "What else did he say?" Gulf thought about it for a second before responding. "He said I have a 'beautiful body' whatever that means." A faint blush dusted his cheeks and he turned away from Mild so he didn't notice. "I feel weird talking about this..." He muttered. 

He watched some of the people walking by, and his eyes widened when he saw a familiar face. She turned to him and paled. "Gulf?" Hwahwa walked up to him and stood in front of him, realizing she was standing next to a high school. "H-Hey Hwahwa... How are you?" She sighed. "Good, um, mind explaining why you're in a high school?" She looked at him expectantly, but he already had a retort. "Mind explaining why you decided to bring me over when you had a husband?" 

She paled and sat down next to him. "Look, I- Um, I just, I just was tempted by you, ok? You're really attractive and I kinda got lost in the moment." He shrugged. "S' fine. I did to." SHe raised an eyebrow. "How old are you really?" He blushed. "Too young to be at a bar." She rolled her eyes. "Well I gathered that much... But seriously." He sighed, giving up. "I'm 16." Her eyes widened. "You look MUCH older than that..." He nodded. "I've heard that before." 

There was an awkward silence before she began talking again. "So, just so you know, I don't mind your age..." She said softly, looking up at him. He raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?" She nodded. "Yeah, and- well- you're really hot, and... I really liked what we did last night..." He sighed and shook his head. "I don't wanna be a homewrecker. Sorry. If you didn't have a husband, I would probably say yes, but I can't. You're married... I see the ring." 

She pouted. "We can keep it between us..." He shook his head. "No, I'd still rather not." By this time, Mild had left, finding the situation uncomfortable. He began to panic slightly when she leaned forward, putting her hands on his chest. "Hey, calm down. A, we're in public, and B, you're married!" He said, pushing her away.

She shook him off and connected their lips. He let out a muffled noise, hating this feeling, even though he had loved it earlier. Suddenly, she was gone. Pulled off of him by someone. "Didn't you hear him say stop?" Gulf looked up and let out a sigh of relief as he saw Mew. For some reason, a feeling of safeness running over his body. 

"S-Sorry, um, I-I'll go..." She got up and walked away, her face red with embarrassment. "Are you ok?" He asked, moving so he was in front of Gulf. "Yeah, I didn't want to hurt her, so I couldn't shove her off, but I didn't want it, I swear! Well, yesterday maybe I did, but not anymore. I mean, she's married..." Mew raised an eyebrow. "You don't have to give me a whole lot of details. I just asked if you were ok."

Gulf blushed and looked away, becoming shy. "Sorry, my mind is kinda racing right now." Mew nodded. "I can see that. Why don't you come over to my classroom after school? Get to know each other a bit?" Gulf smiled softly and nodded. "Yeah, but wouldn't it be weird for a student to just randomly be hanging out with a teacher?" Mew shrugged. "I can just say you got a detention." Gulf nodded, liking the excuse. 

"Well then, I'll see you after school..."