More Than a Teacher - Ashton Irwin

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As I approach the lunch table for first break, only the two boys are sitting across from each other with Elle texting earlier this morning to the chat that she had bad cramps and isn't coming.

If only I could relate.

I never thought I'd ever say that but when you haven't had a period for three whole months, it's all you can hope for.

"Yo, what is up—" Luke cheerily greets but never continues as I take a seat next to Michael.

Their eyes are like lasers, straight to my neck.
For fucks sake. I knew if it was going to be anyone, absolutely anyone, it was going to be these idiots who notice, even through the thick concealer.

"Is that a fucking hickey?" Luke leans across the table with amusement.

"Shush!" My eyes widen at how loud he is and consciously rub my hand over the area that is well covered by makeup.

However, these two effortlessly pick up on everything.

"By the way, where are your school socks? You know that's detention right?" I bite back.

We are required to wear a certain white sock and Luke is wearing black.

"Yeah, the detention slip in my bag confirms that thank you very much." He sasses playfully.

"Shut up and move your hand, I can't see."
Michael whines like he's missing out on seeing something amazing but when I don't budge, he pulls my wrist down himself.

I suppress a giggle as both boys narrow their eyes, leaning in close to the area to inspect as much as they could make out from through the coverage of makeup.

"Oh, Ava got her ass fucked," Michael smirks, folding his arms over his chest as I choke on my saliva.

"Big daddy Ashton did you good last night huh?"

My mouth gapes open, horrified as Luke and Michael crack into laughter in front of me. They think they both are hilarious which is amusing to watch.

"What is he like? Is he kinky? Cause I certainly don't pitch that man to be vanilla." Luke raises an eyebrow and I can tell he's wanting me to spill details.

"Oh yeah!" Michael pipes up, visibly excited and interested in the topic. "Where'd you do it? Did he hit it from behind? He spanks your ass doesn't he?"

I swear my eyes bulge out of their sockets.

"Did he make you suck his dick?" Luke inquires seriously.

"Oh my fuck!" The redhead boy almost jumps out of his seat. "Did he tie you up? He doesn't wear that belt for nothing."

Oh my god, what has happened to these boys? I swear they've lost their minds.

"I bet he pulls hair." Luke points to his mate across the table as if it's just a discussion between the two of them. I sit back stunned at how absorbed they have become in this private and personal situation.

"Does he spit in your mouth?" Michael curiously turns to me. "I bet he spits in your mouth."

"What the hell? No way." Luke scoffs. "He'd choke you for sure though."

"Oh, oh! He definitely makes you call him Sir."
"For sure! He one hundred percent has a daddy kink too."

I cannot believe these boys. They are so intrigued and serious about us that it's genuinely really funny. Who would think two popular football
boys would give off so much gossip queen energy?

"Guys, guys," I calm them down with a grin painted across my face. I seriously can't handle them. "I'm nearly gonna piss myself."

"Oh shit, he really did go hard huh?" The blonde chuckles.