5 Seconds Of Summer One Shots

Pay Attention. (Cashton teacher Smut)

So I took a little hiatus to edit all of my books but I'm back! This is gonna be a Cashton student/teacher smut. Student/Bottom Calum, 18. Teacher/Top Ashton, 25. Ashton fingers and rims Calum in the classroom until he comes. Kind of a sir kink? If you don't like it, please don't read it but I hope you enjoy!
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Calum and Michael were sitting in their third period classroom, which was also their favorite, waiting for class to start. "Wanna come over after school?" Michael asked. Calum nodded. "Sure. Lonely or need someone to beat you at Fifa again?" He laughs. Michael slaps his arm. "Excuse me for wanting time with my best friend." Calum laughs again as Mr. Irwin, his favorite teacher, walked in the room behind some students. His cheeks flushed as he looked at the mans outfit. A light blue button up shirt with rolled up sleeves, showing off his gorgeous arms, a silk black tie running down his chest, and black trousers. He also had a black jacket hanging over his arm that he set down with his stuff. "Earth to Calum" Michael said, waving a hand in front of his face. "Huh what?" Calum said turning his head to face his friend again. "I said, Do you wanna spend the night since it's Friday?" Calum nodded. "Yeah sure." The bell rang, signaling the start of class. "Good afternoon class" Mr. Irwin said. The kids muttered responses. "Today is gonna be a more fun day. So pep up would ya?" He said with a smile. "So with a partner, you all are gonna be making a poster on famous figures in history" he started. Michael immediately taps Calum's shoulder. Calum smiles and nods at the boy. Who else would he work with?

Mr. Irwin was explaining what his expectations were for the project and writing some information on the whiteboard. Calum was watching intently at Mr. Irwin's arm and hand as the muscles moved to make letters on the board. He felt something being shoved onto his desk and he looked down. A note from Michael. Oh boy. Calum quietly uncrumpled the paper. 'Stop staring Cal'
it read. Calum sighed and picked up his pen.

'I can't! Look at his arms! and hands! He could throw me around like a ragdoll' he wrote out and passed the paper back to Michael.

'True. But stop staring. At least act interested. Im not doing this damn poster alone.'

Calum rolled his eyes.
'You aren't. I'm sorry ok. He's just so hot! His lips, jesus I wanna know what they can do. his hands, his arms. God the things he could do'

Michael smirked and made a noise with the paper accidentally. Mr. Irwin thankfully didn't notice. 'Too bad it's illegal'

Calum sighed loudly and coughed. Mr. Irwin of course, turned around at that. He noticed Calum had a paper in his hands and Michael was trying not to laugh. "Mr. Hood, Mr. Clifford, What's so funny about historical figures?" Calum looked down to the floor and Michael calmed down. "Nothing sir" Calum muttered. "Very well. If you have something more interesting to talk about, why not share then boys?" Mr. Irwin said. Calum wanted to cry. He was so embarrassed. Michael didn't say anything. "Take that as a no? Bring me the note then, Calum" He directed. Calum stumbled out of his chair and walked to the front of the room to hand Mr. Irwin what he asked for. His cheeks were burning as the paper left his hands and he turned around to sit back down. Mr. Irwin's eyes scanned the paper and sat it on his desk. "Well then. Mr. Clifford, I'll see you at lunch detention on Monday. Calum, stay after class please." he said. Calum nodded quietly as Michael stomped his foot. "Thanks alot" Calum whispered and he paid attention to the rest of the directions.

Michael and Calum started on their poster when the time came. It was quite easy, just pictures and explanations. Calum was a bit confused though. What were the pictures supposed to be of? He raised his hand before Michael started ruining everything. Mr. Irwin walked over. "Yes Calum?" he asked. "Um I don't know what types of pictures to look for." he said, playing with his fingers. "Well if you were listening instead of imagining what I could do to you, you would know." he said quietly. Michael scoffed and laughed as Calum blushed. "The pictures are supposed to be of famous historical figures with a few sentences on what they did and how they were involved" he said with a smile. "Thank you sir" he said. Mr. Irwin nodded. "Any time".