Mr. Perfect {Mewgulf}

What are we

No one's P.O.V

It took a few minutes for Gulf to come out from under the desk, still shaking and holding his eye which was badly bruised. "Hey, it's ok, no one's gonna hurt you..." Gulf put his hand down and showed him his black eye, breaking Mew's heart. He wanted to shield Gulf from the world. He hated seeing Gulf like this, so hurt, so sad, so broken...

"M-Mew..." He whimpered, looking at Mew with eyes that showed how vulnerable he was able to be with Mew. "Hey, come here baby, I'm here..." Gulf sunk into his embrace and tried calming himself, listening to Mew's heartbeat. "Are you feeling better?" Mew asked after a few minutes, running his fingers through Gulf's hair soothingly. 

"Yeah, kinda... Thank you..." He muttered shyly. Now that he knew he was safe, his mind came back to being in Mew's arms. "You're blushing baby~" Mew teased, kissing his forehead, only making Gulf's cheeks grow redder. "N-No I'm not..." He whispered, not trusting his voice.

"Is there anything I can do to comfort you?" Mew asked, sitting down and pulling Gulf onto his lap. Not in a sexual way, but more... More like comfort?

Gulf sighed and leaned his head on Mew's shoulder as Mew held him tighter. "You're not alone Gulf, I'm here for you... No matter what our relationship is..." Mew trailed off, going into his mind to think about the words he had just said. What was their relationship? Other than a student and a teacher, he knew there was something more, but what?

"What is our relationship?" Gulf asked, looking up at Mew. Mew gulped, unable to answer the questions with words. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Gulf's lips, moving his hands down to Gulf's tiny waist. Gulf moaned into the kiss, feeling Mew's twitching erection against his ass. Was this all they were? Were they only going to be sex friends? He wanted more, but he was pretty certain Mew only saw them as sex friends.. Someone to help scratch the itch.

Don't get him wrong, he was flattered that Mew had asked HIM... Mr. Perfect himself had asked Gulf to... Well... You already know.

"I don't know what we are, what do you want to be?" Mew asked after pulling away, admiring the hickey he had left behind. "I'd rather not say what I want..." Gulf mumbled, too shy to ask Mew out... Especially since IT WAS FUCKING ILLEGAL FOR THEM TO BE DOING THIS!

"Are you uncomfortable? Do you want me to top doing this?" Mew asked, genuinely concerned he had crossed a line somehow. (Yeah... Somehow... Totally not by fucking Gulf's face, but whatever...) "N-No... I-I just... I don't know how to react to you... I've never felt this way, and I don't know how to feel about it. Whenever I've done sexual stuff in the past, I've never wanted it to go further than like... A blowjob or something like that, but for some, stupid reason... I want-" Gulf sighed, stopping mid sentence. He had said to much.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" Mew asked, an eyebrow raised. Gulf blushed at the direct question. In the moment, Gulf felt unable to lie, or make up an excuse. "Y-Yes..." Mew let out a laugh and nodded. "I mean, not right now, since doing it in my classroom is not the smartest idea, plus, we need to get you some ice and something t help with your bruises... But, I want to as well..."    

Gulf's eyes widened as Mew said the words. He wanted it too? But... Did he want, did he want to be more than just sex friends? He tried to ask but his mouth wouldn't open. His vision became fuzzy and he felt himself begin to fall backwards, Mew barely catching him before he hit the ground.