Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
~~
"you wanted to see me?" you shyly enter into your principal's office, unaware of what you could've done wrong.
"ah, yes, y/n," she smiles at you from her desk, "have a seat, darling."
the nickname sends chills up and down your body and you do as she asks.
"is everything okay?" you ask a bit nervous, twiddling with your fingers.
"erm, actually... i wanted to talk to you about your grades. they've been on a gradual decline as of late," principal weems says with a tone of disappointment.
you drop your head and look down at your hands on your lap, searching for words.
"i've always known you to be a grade A student," she holds her gaze and you can feel her eyes on you, making you all the more nervous.
"i've- been distracted," you sigh and glance up to meet her stare, "i've been distracted and i apologize. i'll do better."
"oh, sweet. it's almost the end of the year, i'm afraid there's not much for you to do to bring these grades up!" she says and grabs a paper with your classes and rankings on it, "your fencing is at a D. your botanical sciences is at a low C. your—"
"okay! okay, i'm perfectly aware that i'm failing like, everything. you don't need to read it all out to me," you cut her off.
her eyes fall back onto you and she pauses, her mouth slightly agape from her previous talking and she quirks an eyebrow.
"i'm sorry. i didn't mean to raise my voice, it's just very frustrating. have you ever had a crush, Miss Weems?" you ask her forwardly.
she raises her eyebrows and nods, closing her mouth and she sets the paper back down onto the desk.
"it's SO stupid, but that's it. that's why i'm failing," you admit and place your face into your hands, disappointed in yourself.
she tsks and let's out a quiet breath, "listen. education is important, y/n. you can't be letting boys get—"
you harshly stand up from your chair and scoff, shaking your head in disbelief. with your back towards her, you let out an angry chuckle, "i knew it. i knew you wouldn't understand," you turn to face her, "look, i'm sorry my grades have dropped. i'll fix it."
you begin to make your way towards the door and pull it slightly open when a hand slams it and holds it closed from behind you. you freeze in your steps.
"don't you ever speak to me or a member of my staff like that again, Miss y/n," her voice roars through her office, loud and stern enough that it makes you jump slightly.
you turn around, your back now pressed against the door as the intimidating woman towers over you, "i'm sorry and it won't happen again," you nearly whimper.
she steps back slightly which creates a surprisingly unwanted space between the two of you.
"i've had crushes before, but i've always put my education first. how about you come to my office throughout the weeks and i can try to tutor you," you take notice that her cheeks have gone a little red and her jaw is slightly clenched.
you swallow hard, and meet her gaze, "principal Weems, i don't think that will work."
"and why not? you're perfectly capable of listening to directions, are you no—"
your lips meet hers in a sudden and uncontrollable moment of hunger, causing her to let out a high pitched and shocked gasp. she quickly pulls away and looks down at you with a surprised expression all over her face, her cheeks even more red than before.
"that's why," you mumble, your breathing shallow and your heart racing in your chest, "you've been my distraction. the way you walk. your hips sway so seductively... your voice. i dream of that voice. i crave hearing it, i crave you whispering things in my ears. dirty things that you want to do to me. i see you and it's like i can't breathe. i want you, and i want you to do the most unholy, monstrous things to my body."
word vomit. god, you could jump off a bridge right there and now.
silence fills the room as you two stay frozen. you watch her, her facial expression never changing and you know exactly what's going to happen next.
"holy shit, i'm so sorry. i'm so sorry i said and did that and that i put you in this position, i'll just- i'll go clean out my dorm and i'll leave the school, you shouldn't have to put up with—"
a pair of warm and soft lips meet yours. for a moment, you do nothing. but then you feel teeth lightly pull at your bottom lip and this turns your mind into absolute goop. you completely melt against your principal's lips, and kiss her with the same energy. comforting arms wrap around you and pull you close which deepens the kiss and you accidentally let out a quiet moan.
"shh shh shh," you feel the woman's words against you, "if we're going to do this, i'll need you to be quiet."
