Mr. TWELVE Stories

- Push 8 -

Sighing I settled into his arms, my fingers tracing patterns on his bare chest.

A sudden thought popped into my mind and my doodling finger stilled.

"Hey Michael?"

"Mmhm..?"

"Are you still gonna bust me out for ditching Pre-Calc?"

Well I had to make sure...I kind of had a pristine record here, and I so did not want something as mundane as a possible suspension marring it.

Then again, I did just sleep with the principal (or rather, Michael).

A bit smattering of hypocritical, if you ask me.

His smile remained.

"Of course I am...I can't have people going thinking that I'm playing favorites now, can I?"

My smile faded.

So much for sleeping my way out of this.

Noticing the scowl set firmly on my face, he chuckled.

"Of course, there are several options you could choose from." He began as he took hold of my chin, his russet eyes leaving me breathless.

"One you could do ten hours of community service..."

WHAT?!

Screw that...!

I mean don't get me wrong...I'm all for helping out the community and all that...you know going green and the three "R's"

But, once again...

SCREW THAT.

I made a face.

"What else is there?"I asked as my hands continued exploring his naked torso.

"You can choose to be suspended for a day...after all ditching is a very serious offense."

I gave him a look that said "are-you-serious?" before replying: "Is there anything else?"

"Well there is one more thing..." he ran a hand down my back. "You could have a supervised detention...supervised by the principal of St. Fransis...otherwise known as yours truly. However...that's only for those who had been really bad..."

The word flew right out of my mouth before I could internally filter them.

"I've been really bad." I said, not missing a beat.

Michael snorted and I felt my cheeks heat up.

"You can say that again..." his lips curving up into a playful smirk as he suddenly began to mock me in an exaggerated caricature of my voice. "Oh Michael...punish me...I've been soooo naughty....oh Michael...! Spank me Michael, Spank ME!!!"

I instantly smacked him, hard, on his bare chest.

"I did NOT say all of that!" I protested as he laughed out loud.

"You might as well have." he snorted.

I pouted.

"Well you know what...I can't really help it...it's your fault really."I continued. "Actually, it's your fault that I got in trouble in the first place.

"Oh really now?" he quirked his eyebrow in interest. "How so?"

Well, I figured there was no harm in me telling him now, after all he literally did make my dreams come true.

"Um...well," I began nervously. "I was kinda caught having a fantasy about you in Pre-Calc...and I was so embarrassed I ended up ditching for the rest of the week."

His eyes widened in shock before they darkened. Shaking his head he chuckled.

"Girl, you worst off than I thought."

"Well, can you blame me?" I retorted as I rose up to look him in the eyes. "Just look at you...you're so damn beautiful...you've got half of the school going out of their minds."

"Not as beautiful as you." He said simply, and felt myself momentarily breathless.

"So gorgeous..." he breathed as he stroked my cheek with his hand. "The first time I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to have you for myself."

"Michael..."

His lips found mine again, and it was as if we were kissing for the very first time.

I sighed when we broke apart...a big ass grin now on my face.

Dreams, I guess, really do come true, eh?

"So I've decided..." I announced.

"Decided what?"

"My consequence."

"Oh."

"So now my question for you now is this: when do we start?"

Just as I finished my inquiry, the shrill sound of the final bell rang, indicating the end of the school day.

Damn...we had been in here that long?

Michael turned to me and grinned.

"Right now, baby."

With that he was on me again, his eyes glinting with intent as they ran over my still naked form.

"But first things first: tell me about this fantasy of yours..."He whispered as he began placing kisses down my neck.

I smirked.

"Well, it started off with you asking me who my daddy was..."