Call Me Mr. Cumberbatch

I'm Thankful For You Everyday

"Have yourself a merry little Christma--shit!" Cassie cursed herself and sighed heavily, while the kids behind her did the same. Her voice kept cracking all during rehearsal and it was getting very irritating. Today was the last day before Thanksgiving break, so they weren't going to have a lot of time to keep going through this. 

"It's alright, Cassie," Mr. Cumberbatch said, as he walked up the stairs of the stage. "No need to get frustrated." He turned to the class behind her and said, "And no more sighing or grunting. We have to weeks to practice after the break, so this rehearsal isn't crucial." Still, everyone looked pretty irritated. 

Mr. Cumberbatch sighed heavily. "Go on, get out of here. Have a good break." The kids were off the stage and out the door before he could even finish his sentence. He rolled his eyes, then turned to Cassie, who was bending over to slowly pack her bag. She looked upset with herself. 

He walked up to her and put his hand on her back. "Cass, it's alright," he soothingly told her. When she stood up straight, he wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm going to miss you," he said in her ear. "I don't know how I'll survive a week without you." That made her laugh a bit. 

She turned in his arms and looked up at him. "You'll have fun with your family and friends in London, right?"He gave her a weak smile, then looked down. "I'm not going to London anymore," he mumbled. He looked back up to her and continued, "My parents are...asking questions. I've told them I started dating someone, but I won't give them anything more and they just keep pushing for answers. On top of all that, my ex keeps calling me and leaving messages about how she can't wait to see me when get in and I just...I don't want that. I don't want questions or crazy ex-girlfriends. I just want you." 

Cassie looked at him curiously, which he could tell meant a lecture would be coming on. "Ben, it's your family," she told him. "Don't you want to see them?" He sighed and told her, "Of course I do, but--."

"No "buts", Benedict," she scolded. He looked at her with wide eyes. She's never been like this with him before. It was actually kind of turning him on, though he knew it really shouldn't be. "If I moved further away from my mom and Rob than they would be okay with, then I would take every opportunity I could to go visit them. Please, Ben, I don't want you to regret not going." 

He chuckled and told her, "I'll be there for Christmas. Granted, it will only be for a few days, but I'll see them then. In the meantime, I'll have time to come up with some answers that my mum is bound to ask about you and hopefully Grace, my ex, will have found someone else to drive crazy by then. It will all work out, sweetheart." 

He leaned down and captured her lips in a tender kiss. When he pulled back, he asked, "What are you thankful for?" Cassie laughed and shook her at him. That was today's English assignment, which he didn't collect because he wanted the class to have it for themselves. Obviously, half of the class threw it out as they left. 

She hummed in thought as he pulled her closer to him, running his hands up and down her back. "I already answered this question today," he told him. "It's your turn." He laughed a bit, then hummed in thought. "Well, my family," he started, "and my friends. My job, my health, my home. But most importantly...you. I'm thankful for you everyday, Cass. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I hope you know that. If we ever get caught, I get fired and thrown in jail and would have to be registered as a sex offender, never to be hired anywhere again...but you are so bloody worth it." 

He knew what she was thinking and it would about the jail and sex offender thing. To get her mind off of it, he kissed her and ran his hand up her shirt to cup her breast. She moaned into his mouth and he knew he had her now. 

"Fuck," he breathed against her lips, as she started to rub him through his pants. "God, I've created a monster." She giggled, as he led her back on to a couch that was on stage for their rehearsal. "Don't move," he told her, as he rushed over to the curtains and pulled them closed. 

He ran back over, while throwing off his t-shirt and trying not to trip over his jeans. Cassie was already stripped down in her bra and underwear. "Oh, Christ," he gasped. He practically fell on top of her and started ravishing her lips with kisses. 

His hands moved down her legs, until he could hook them over his hips. Cassie started grinding up against him. He moaned into her mouth and started grinding down to meet her hips. "Ben," she whimpered, "please...take me. Please, Ben, you have to." He growled in her neck and slammed his eyes shut. 

He wanted nothing more than to take her right her, right now. He had to have her in every sinful way imaginable and he was really considering it at the moment. He needed her more than air, but his damn morality was getting to him. 

"No," he told her in her neck. "I can't. I'm sorry, but you're not ready." He could feel her trying to push him away, but he wouldn't let her. He won't let sex contribute to a fight they were very clearly about to have because he would deeply regret it if that were to happen. 

"Cassie, stop," he harshly commanded. He took her hands off his shoulders, where they were trying to push him up, and pinned them above her head. He looked down at her with a smoldering gaze and said, "I want to have sex with you. I want to fuck you through this goddamn couch and make you scream my name until you loose your voice. But we can't. If we get caught and they know we had sex before you're of age, it will be considered rape. Do you understand? You're worth all the trouble in the world, but I can't do that to you."

He was happy that she stopped looking like she wanted to shout or even throw something at him. He continued, "Besides, I want your first time to be special. I want to take you on a bed, where I can continue to hold you and kiss you and fall asleep in your arms without the fear of getting caught. Not on an old couch on a high school theater stage, where anyone can walk in at any moment if they heard us." 

He watched her as her face slowly went from irritated to realization. She nodded, making him smile. "That's my girl," he said, while putting himself back on her. "Now...where were we?" They went back to grinding, until Ben felt like he was about to burst in his underwear. 

"Baby, baby, stop!" He put his hands on her hips and looked at her painfully. She was afraid she did something wrong, but then he started mumbling, "I-I need...fuck, I don't know! I need friction or something, but I can't come in my pants!" 

Without saying anything, Cassie gently pushed him until he was on his back. She pulled down his underwear and threw them on the floor. She did the same with her panties and bra. He was panting heavily and looking at her with wide eyes. "Cass...what are you doing?" He was afraid she was going to take what she's been wanting. If he was perfectly honest, he wouldn't fight her, but would rather enjoy the feeling of himself buried inside her. 

But that wasn't her plan. Instead of doing that, she crawled down his body and started stroking him. "Oh...oh, you naughty girl," he rasped. She hasn't done this to him in a long time and oh how he's missed it. The last time she did this was on Halloween when she came back from trick-or-treating. 

Ben bucked up his hips when she started to lick up his shaft, and then practically yelped when she suddenly took him into her mouth. He sighed and weaved his fingers through her hair, scrunching it up in his hands. He couldn't form any words as to how amazing this felt, couldn't even form any sounds. 

When he felt he was close, he looked down at her and watched her young, beautiful face turn into something he got to rarely see; a confident young woman that knew how to give a damn good blowjob. 

He watched her for only a few more moments, before calling her name and spurting down her throat. "Oh, Cassie...Cassie...Jesus Christ, you're not supposed to be good at that." He watched her crawl up his numb his body with a satisfied smile. 

"I have the best teacher," she told him, before kissing the corner of his mouth. He hummed then wrapped his arms around her. "We need to take care of you," he murmured. Before she knew it, one of his hands was rubbing at her clit, while the other was pinching her nipple. 

It didn't take her long at all to come over his fingers. He licked off his fingers, then sighed contently as he held on to her.