My hand running against the wall feeling every crack, every bad paint job scraping my fingers.
Running from lesson wasnt the best option i could have chosen.
Tears flead my eyes glassing them over, i could hardly see.
The colours of greif took over. Choaking my mind.
Stumbling through the corridor hunched over endlessly drying the tears, i heard footsteps behind me.
Shit.
My pace quickend, trying and trying to open the door, my vision too blured to find the handle, i collapsed in defeat Falling into someones arms. Draped over them i was carried into the bathroom, feeling my feet push against the door as i was carried in.
Their back hit the wall sliding down onto the floor, whoever it was held me. One Hand cradeling head
One hugging body,
Whilst i sobbed.
...
Wiping my tears opening my eyes to realise the persons lap i was settled in was Mr Huxleys.
Looking up to the cealing head fixed on the wall, the contours of his jaw were visable. The sudden loss of crying must have alarmed him as he glanced down. Glasses falling to the end of his nose, messy hair sprawled accross his head, his sharp nose and deep set eyes matched his usual professional dress sense, however the heat appeared to have an affect on everyone today, as his expected: tie, blazer waist coat combo was absent. Leaving a half unbuttoned white shirt pushed up his forearms and black suit pants cropping at his ankle.
I lay there swamped by his confusing compassion, feeling his chest fall and rise.
"Are you alright?... Maria"-
His voice low and husky.
A faint linger of red wine caught my attention, had he been drinking? In school?
"Yeah im fine"- i replied, no doubtedly this was a lie.
"Don't lie to me darling"
His shirt smelt like cigaretts. Cigaretts and red wine, wow classy-
"Sir... have you been drinking?" I felt awkward asking him.
"No, its from last night" he sounded slightly overcome.
"Did something happen?"
I didn't know if i was taking it to far.
"Yeah, yeah something did."
A breif silence alluded our conversation.
"My girlfriend, she cheated on me. After three years, said i wasn't for her."
Heartache shunned his usual joy.
"I'm sorry..." i wasn't sure how to reply.
"Hows your granpa coping " his concern genuine.
"Alright, he misses my dad more than anyone." I stared to well up.
"Oh Maria i can't imagine the stress sweetheart" stroking my hair he comferted me.
"Don't fret you'll always have me"
He reassured.
Glancing up meeting his eyes, they promised a saftey i'd never recived. Lowring his head, his hair brushed my ear. Slowly he whispered apolagies in my ear, sorrows for what he was about to do.
"Do you trust me Maria?"
"Yeah i do"
I wasn't sure what he ment.
We stood.
His Eyes down.
Tracing my body.
Looking up at him, i followed them.
His intent gaze brought me a certain pleasure. A gratifcation that i was doing well, a reasurance.
His Fingers followed my jawline coming to a halt at my chin.
His thumb brushed accross my lower lip.
"Close your eyes" he mutterd.
I obeyed.
The sudden sensation of his lips meeting mine left me perplexed.
I lent in giving him more.
The flux of affection caused me to let out a breif rejoyce.
"Huh you like that sweet" he chimed.
Lifting me up onto the counter i felt his cock brush against my leg through his trousers. His body situatded between me.
Almost displeased with himself he let out a sigh, however it contradicted with his body.
"The things i want to do to you"
His tone low.
His cold hands ran up my thighs grazing the cotten hidden by my skirt. Slowly pushing it aside, an impulsion of shock took over as i felt his fingers inside me. I let out a short gasp.
He snickerd.
He knew i'd never experienced this, it brought him satisfaction.
Reaching deeper with every motion filling me with thrill, it was abundent he wanted me, he'd wanted me for a long time.
He pulled my waist into his chest kissing me with an unforgivable passion, tongue trailing down my neck leaving light bruises.
Pulling away for a split second he pulled off his shirt revealing several hidden tattoos, giving me little time to study them.
I could feel how hard he was.
His breathing heavy.
"Can i fuck you Maria"
"Yes... sir"
"God... you don't know what you do to me darling"
The feeling of him sliding in to me was unfathemable.
His light movements began to quicken.
Embracing me he cut further and further into me. The pleasure caused me to let out a cry.
"Tell me what you want sweetheart, tell me."
I could hardly form words.
"Please i-"
I dragged my nails down his back. His head rested on my shoulder, every groan echoing in my ear.
I could feel his smirk against my skin.
"I want you... all of you" i finaly replied.
Lifting me with ease he Slammed us into the wall controlling my body, hands on my hips teaching them, wrapping them deeper and deeper around his cock.
My shirt fell exhibiting my shoulder, kissing it lightley; caressed me.
The bell rang.
The end of school.
I whined pleading him to stop.
The sound of people heading for the bus could be heard outside.
"Please, someone will catch us" i insisted.
He slowed.
I felt a sense of releif, his hands still gripping my waist tightly.
Unwrapping my legs from his body he guided me. Bending me over the counter slowly.
Meeting my own eyes in the mirror was odd.
"Watch your pretty little face darling" he chuckled
"You don't want to be caught?" He queeried.
"Mhm" i replied.
His finger dragged my mouth open, reaching into his pocket he retreived his tie forcing it to gag me.
"That'll shut you up" he sneered.
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