Love Fortress (Requests Closed For Now)

(L)Chapter 4: Blu Spy (Achille Tristram)

(Your POV)

"________, please quit sleeping in my class again." Some of the students giggled at the desperate look on Mr. Tristram's face. The students didn't know that you had heard every word and neither did your teacher. You opened your eyes.

"Mr. Tristram, I was only closing my eyes so I could listen and process your words better." He sighed heavily.

"Okay, so your next assignment is to write the beginning of a story so about two paragraphs long. The one I think is the most interesting and best written automatically gets an one hundred on your next quiz grade." I smiled at the idea that came into my head. I knew exactly what my story was going to be about. Mr. Tristram continued. "So for the next fifteen minutes of class I'll let you all get started. Since it's a short assignment it'll be due tomorrow."

You began to write.

" You thought back to the first time. The looks you gave each other in public became something more. You were touching each other, innocently holding hands. Then suddenly, he was pushing his cock past your hymen. You cried out in pain. He had told you that the pain would go away soon and it did. A few moments later you were begging for him to thrust into you. He had started off slow and then he was fucking you harder and faster until you were both thrusting as hard and as fast as you could. You had came several times that night and so had he....

Now, you were standing in front of his house, looking for a repeat of last week. You knocked only once. You haven't even put your hand down from knocking when he opened the door. Your bodies collided as you ripped off each other's clothes. You didn't even bother going to the bedroom or closing the door.

"'_______, I have waited a whole week for this.'" You nodded and didn't speak until you were both cumming together. You screamed his name.

"'Mr. Tristram!'"

This may be the most stupid idea you've ever had but you had to do something. You have been lusting over him all year. It was already December.

The bell rung and some students handed in their finished paper. You all grabbed your stuff and started to fill out the classroom. Since you were in the back of the classroom, you were usually the last of the students to leave.

"Oh, _______?" You turned back around to face the teacher. You gulped when you noticed no one else was in the classroom.

"Yes, Mr. Tristram?"

"I noticed you were working hard on the writing assignment. May I read it?"

"No!... I mean I want you to read it when I'm done, I still have some editing to do."

"I see... Well, I'll look forward to reading it tomorrow then."

"Yeah, well I have to get home. So I'll see you later." I rushed out of the classroom. I didn't have enough guts to let him read it today but maybe tomorrow I will.

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The next day, you couldn't focus on anything you were so nervous. Of course the day went by quickly since you were dreading your last period, Mr. Tristram's class. You thought about making another story not about your fantasies but you kind of wanted to see his reaction.

You were sitting in your seats and Mr. Tristram was going through the rows of seats and collecting papers. When he finally came to your seat, the very last seat, he held out his hand for your paper. You quickly gave it to him before you could change your mind. You looked at his eyes as he put your paper on the bottom and shuffling through the first few papers. He looked down at you and then straight into your e/c eyes. Usually you looked away when he looked at you, knowing that if you continued to look you'd be lost in those deep blue eyes. But you didn't look away now. He eyed you suspiciously because you actually looked back at him. Then, he walked away. He went to the front of the classroom.

"Okay, I don't really want to start a new chapter on a Friday. So, I'm going to pick the best paper and you guys can just go ahead and finish your homework for other classes or more likely you guys can just talk for the rest of class. I don't care, just try and keep the noise level down." All of the students were reminded why he was their favorite teacher.

You watched him as he read each paper. He must have felt you staring at him because he scanned all the students faces. His eyes stopped when he looked at you. He looked back down at his papers and shook his head at himself. You watched him read all of them until he finally got to yours. He adjusted in his seat then began reading. His face was emotionless as he read it. He put it down then looked back up at you. He went up to your desk.

"_______, I need to see you after class." You gulped and nodded. He didn't show anything on his face, good or bad. He walked back to his desk. In a few minutes the bell rung and everyone got their stuff and left quickly. You walked over to him slowly.

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes, I wanted to know why you sleep in my class." I was confused why he wasn't asking me about the story. I didn't want to answer him but I knew I had nothing to lose now.

"I don't actually sleep but I do close my eyes. I found out it's a bit...distracting if I don't."

"How is it distracting?" You bit your lip.

"Well, sir, when I um look at you I get... What I mean is your very.....Uh, attractive and I tend to tune out what you are trying to say so I close my eyes." This is so embarrassing! You just wanted to kill yourself right then and there. Everything was silent and you didn't even know it was possible to blush this much. You were too busy freaking out in your mind to realize that he had gotten up and came beside you.

"Oh thank God." He pulled you closer to him and began to kiss you. You didn't really know what was going on but you happily kissed him back. He pulled back and rested his forehead on yours. "I thought you didn't even like me as a teacher. I was upset because I've wanted you this whole year."

"Me too." He began kissing you down your neck. He stepped back only to take off your shirt. His hands traveled down your body then went back up. He reached behind you and unhooked your bra. You moaned when his fingers lightly grazed your nipples.

"Have you ever done anything like this before?"

"I haven't even kissed a guy before you, I was always too busy with school for social things. But I want to give you everything I can. I want you to have all of me." He sighed.

"_________, I can't take you like this. It'll be your first time and it should at least be in a bed." You nodded. "You should probably be getting home anyways."

"The bus left, I'll have to call someone." You reached into your pocket for your phone. Mr. Tristram waved his hand.

"I'll take you home."

"Are you sure?" The thought of being with him longer excited you.

"Of course."

"Well, I need to go to my locker."

"Come back when your done, I need to do a couple last minute things." You nodded, gathered up the things to go into your locker and went into the hallway. You didn't know what was going to happened between you and Mr. Tristram, but you couldn't wait to find out.