One Shot Book (Danti/Septiplier)

Spy School

~ Septiplier One Shot ~

1020 Words

Jack is training to become a spy, his teacher, Mark, has grown a strong interest in him.

*Smut Warning, Run Away, As Far As You Can, Avoid This At All Costs*

Third Person POV:

Jack pulled on his surprisingly tight, black pants and shirt. He looked at himself in the mirror noticing how his pants emphasized his butt and bulge.

Ignoring the tight clothing he walked out to the training center, seeing that nobody else had tight clothing. Why did his teacher tell him to wear these clothes?

He noticed his teacher, Mark, biting his lip while looking him up and down. Jack blushed as Marks eyes scattered his body, suddenly feel self conscious.

"Everyone can have a 15 minute break, Jack can I talk to you?" Mark said.

All the other students began to chat with their friends. Jack became very nervous, it was the first day and the teacher already wanted to speak with him. What did he do wrong?

"Follow me, Jack." Mark instructed as Jack got closer to him.

Jack did as he was told following Mark to an empty office. As he was about to question, Jack was pushed into the office gently, Mark following behind, locking them inside the slightly cramped office.

Jack turned to face Mark, who was looking at him quite, hungrily. A blush appeared on Jack's face, nervousness consuming him. Mark walked toward Jack, who was pushing himself into the paper-covered desk.

"W-what did you want?" Jack stutter as Mark became centimeters from him.

Mark let out a slight chuckle before leaning over and whispering into Jack's ear, nibbling on his earlobe.

"I want you."

His voice sent shivers up Jack's spine. The green haired boy felt a tent forming in his tight black pants. Jack let out a small whimper as his pants restricted his bulge. Mark looked down and grinned at what he had cause.

"Can I have you?"

Jack simply nodded, unable to speak due to nervousness. His teacher was even more intimidating than he was when teaching the 17 year old how to kill people silently.

Mark grinned before kissing the young boy, passionately, closing the gap between them. Jack kissed back, despite knowing that Mark could lose his job and go to jail because Jack is under aged.

But who cares? Jack's horny.

Desperately, Jack began to grind onto Mark, making them both moan. Mark practically tore off Jack's tight shirt and pants, leaving Jack relieved his boner could finally spring free.

Mark went back to kissing Jack, this time creating a line of hickeys on his neck. Jack tugged at Mark's shirt, moaning.

"No fair, you're wearing too much, daddy." Jack whined, not thinking about what he was saying.