Mr. Crane couldn't move, he didn't know how to feel. Slowly Mr. Crane stood up and quickly placed the papers on his table and walked fast. Towards the door until a hand grabbed his own and pulled him backwards. Mr. Y/N didn't know why he just did that but without thinking he pulled Mr. Crane towards him even more. "W-what are you doing?" Mr. Crane said as he couldn't stop blushing so he looked away. Mr. Y/N couldn't stop breathing harshly which Mr. Crane felt on his neck. For a whole minute they just stared at each other's eyes. Not knowing how to react or what to do. So Mr. Y/N did the unthinkable. Mr. Crane couldn't move, he didn't know how to "I know you feel the same way Joe" Said Mr. Y/N. "What are you even talking about si-" Mr. Crane was cut off from a quick smooch. One thing led to another, Mr. Y/N grabbed Mr. Crane's thighs and put them on his lap.
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Shirts were taken off, papers were scattered on the floor again, and there was especially sweat, so much sweat that it made everything 10× more steamy.
