Mr. Urie is my teacher. I am his student. Sometimes students fall for their teachers. But really, he wasn't supposed to fall for me too.
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(quick author's note. This chapter may get a little Risky so just a little warning ahead for my readers)
Brendon put his arm around me and with his other hand he lightly placed it on my chin. He moved my face towards his and lightly kissed my lips.
"Alana," he whispered. He brushed the hair out of my face. We gazed into one another's eyes.
My word came out like a whisper,"Brendon."
He smiled and kissed me. His lips were so juicy and plump. He opened his mouth and begged for an entrance into my mouth. I granted it. He explored my mouth with his tongue, and he laid me down on the couch and got on top of me.
"Baby girl," he whispered into my ear and brushed more hair out of my face. He kissed me again and looked into my eyes. I smiled with mischief and started to tickle his sides. He initially fell off the couch and started to laugh loudly. I kept ticking his stomach and his laughter got louder.
"Alan-a I'm gonn-a pe-e!" He screamed. I stopped tickling him and then he started to give me the same evil look I gave him.
"Don't give me that look!" I yelled and jumped over him. I ran down the hall and he chased me. I didn't know where the rooms were so I opened a random door and hid in a room. The room was dark but I found the light switch.
"No fair!" He yelled outside the door.
"You were gonna tickle me!" I replied.
"I promise I won't," I could feel his body press against the door.
"Pinky promise?" I asked him. I felt like a child with the body of an adult.
