Do I want to stay the night? Of course.
I smile at David.
"Yes. I want to. I will." I dial Helens number very quickly and she picks up almost immediately.
I tell her that my "friend" and I couldn't hear the phone over the music we played.
"Helen, I'm also really tired. Do you mind if I stay the night here?" She hesitates for a moment..then finally accepts.
"Thank you, Helen!! I'll talk to you tomorrow, it's pretty late. Bye!"
I hang up the phone as quick as I can and look back at David."I can stay David."
David and I decide to go to bed.
He gives me a long t-shirt to sleep in, so I wouldn't be sleeping in my clothes that I must wear tomorrow.
The shirt just goes right under my bum, and I feel it reveals too much. David takes his shirt off and we climb into bed.
We are laying against each other, making out. His warm chest, sweet kiss, makes me feel so happy."I need you David. Now."
I stroke his chin lightly. He moves his hands under my shirt, then removes it. I allow him to explore my bare upper body and I moan gently.
He kisses my neck, searching for my sweet spot, sucking gently.There are clothes strewn on the bed, some on the floor, and David hovers above me.
He kisses my lips ever so gently.
"Are you sure about this, Julie?"
I gaze into his beautiful, mismatched eyes.
"I'm so sure David. I want to do this with you."
He enters me so slowly, and tears well up in my eyes. He pushes himself deeper. I feel nothing but pain.
"It will go away in a moment sweetheart, I promise." David assures me. I nod slowly as he thrusts at a slow speed.
After a few minutes of searing pain, I start feeling the immense pleasure.
"Oh God. David, go faster." I moan.
He obeys me and begins thrusting faster.
David and I's moans fill the room and my core is on fire.
"David..baby..I'm..""I know, my love..let it go."
I shudder as I orgasm, David is still thrusting, letting me ride it out while I moan loudly. I hear David panting, and within moments I feel him fill me up. I claw at his back while he orgasms, and I kiss his cheek.
He pulls out slowly and we collapse next to each other, sweat drenched and hyperventilating.
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The clock reads 3.30am. I can't sleep. I feel too good inside of me. David truly made me feel special tonight. The way he held me..the way he kissed me...the way he got twice as hard when I ran my nimble fingertips down his spine.
I realize how incredibly wrong it is for us to be doing this, but I can't help it. It's so wrong, but yet it feels so right.I wake up, fully rested. I stretch and smile seeing that David is sound asleep next to me.
I look at the clock at see that it reads 9.15am!
I immediately shake David.
"David, sweetie wake up!! School starts in 15 minutes!! Hurry!!"David springs out of bed and we both pull our clothes on.
"Julie, don't wait up for me. It's just a five minute walk to school."I pull my sweater on and walk over to him. I kiss his lips gently.
"I'll see you later, David. Hurry up now."I walk out the door and make my way to school, smiling knowing that I will see my love again in just a few short minutes.
The school day drags on, my timetable states that I don't have music today, so I won't be seeing David in class.
Although I don't have music today, I have trouble focusing on anything but him.
The way his hands brush gently over mine, the way he kisses me, looks at me, talks to me. I've never felt this way before. It's crazy how much one person can change your entire way of feeling.
David is absolutely everything to me right now."Julie?" I hear my Home Economics teacher Mary snap me out of my daydream.
"Did you hear what I just said?"
She questions.
I apologize and we get on with our lesson, David never leaving my mind for one split second.Thank you guys for reading! I promise another update soon. Thank you again for 1k reads!!❤️⚡️
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"A New Music Teacher" David Bowie fanfiction. *ON HOLD AND UNDER SLIGHT EDITING*
FanfictionJulie goes to a very small, very laid back school. No homework, the classes are only one teacher to either 1, 2 or 3 students at a time, the days are not very long, you call the teachers by their first names. Music seems to be her worst subject. Wh...