teacher's pet

future plans and past memories

𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳

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is it wrong for karl to spend his english lessons daydreaming sexual fantasies about his teacher?

probably, but he can't help it.

the older man is just so broad, and karl can tell by his form that he must be muscular. he can't stop himself from imagining how it would feel to step up to mister mcallister and drag his hands down the older man's toned chest.

he wonders if the teacher would be able to pin him down and, considering the size of his biceps flexing even through the material of his suit, shifting the cashmere blend every time he moves, karl makes an educated guess that, yes, he would be able to.

karl wouldn't mind it though. being held down.

the brunette shakes his head to himself, trying to brush away the thoughts but they come creeping back in on him effective immediately.

all it takes is one look at the older man's tie and karl is reverting to sin once more.

he is pleased that sapnap is deep in his thoughts, trying to finish the sheet that karl found all too easy, because the ravenette would almost certainly take the piss if he saw karl with the tip of his finger in his mouth, chewing on his nail as he blatantly ogles the older man.

everyone seems lost in their work, which is almost enough to make karl wonder if he found it too easy and got everything wrong, but he knows better than to second guess his own understanding.

he's not full of himself, but it would be attention-seeking to pretend that he isn't smart. karl knows he is intelligent, and questioning this would be like a gorgeous person claiming they're ugly and fishing for compliments. that doesn't mean he thinks he knows everything, and he still gets insecure about his smartness, mainly because of dream, but it would be a lie to pretend he isn't aware of it.

mister mcallister gets up from his desk and karl leans back in his chair, like a real physical reaction to the attractiveness of the other man's height.

karl is aware that his thoughts are a little strange, and they've definitely never been so vulgar beforehand, but he has always thought mister mcallister is attractive- everyone has. it's just worse now that they've spent so much one-on-one time and karl has found that his english teacher is more than just looks.

he's kind, too. he knows the right things to say and he says them and he makes karl feel like he is more than just another invisible student.

he feels... special? in a way. it's hard to explain, but the attention is just so sweet.

maybe it's just because it's so foreign to him, but who really cares for specifics?

suddenly, the sound in the room seems to come rushing back. mister mcallister is talking over the noise of movement and the end-of-school alarm, talking about some homework that needs to be done by next thursday, or something. karl tries to pay attention, but he can't help focusing on the older man's features instead, admiring the sharp lines and soft curves of his face.