VPG's Collection of Stories.

Teacher AU 2!! {Mild NSFW}

(( Remember that Teacher AU I did a while back? That was fun. Anyway, here's the second part that I've been trying to write for like 6 months. Like honestly. I've been slaving over this.

btw vincent just a regular person in this.

HAHA WOW THIS GOT OUT OF HAND MCGEEBUS im gonna add a warning to the title HOO.

oh and I'm, uh... writing a third part, by the way... i'll post a link when it's done :))        ))

It was Riverglen State High School's annual school dance night. The auditorium was packed with 14 and 15 year old teens, lights of all different colours splashing on the walls to the beat. On the stage, a DJ nodded his head in time to the music. Children sang along to the words and danced with - or more on - each other.

Scott didn't really know what the song was. Some new-fangled pop song by Taylor Swift or whatever. The lyrics were somewhat distasteful, the mood of the room far from the huge romantic ball he'd always dreamed his own school dance would be, somewhere where he could close his eyes and be swept away by some dream boy's arms, be able to laugh and dance, and maybe even have his first proper kiss.

But even back when he was high-school kid and the only school dance they had was prom at the end of Grade 12, it was mostly denim jackets and Justin Timberlake songs. Or at least, he was sure it would have been. If he'd actually gone to prom.

Warm arms slid around Scott's waist from behind, an all too familiar and wonderful feeling stirring in Scott's chest as a voice beside his ear said, "Hello, handsome~"

Scott hummed. "Mr Bishop," he purred, the warmth in his heart spilling out onto his voice, "Aren't you supposed to be watching the snack bar?"

"What are they going to do?" Vincent muttered, turning his head and nuzzling into Scott's neck, making him let out a little yelp and a giggle, "Spike the cordial? I don't think so."

Scott laughed softly and turned around in Vincent's arms to face him properly, his arms wrapping around his neck. He tilted his head just slightly, gazed lovingly up at Vincent as they began to sway subconsciously to the music. Scott didn't even really think about it, let his mind be whisked away to another world, and the next thing he knew...

"Oh," Scott whispered gently, his lips brushing just barely against Vincent's, his eyelids at half-mast. The first time they'd kissed, in front of all the students, they'd come so close to losing their jobs that Scott didn't even look at Vincent for a week afterwards. They'd been on a strict No-PDA rule after that, and so...

Vincent let out a sigh, one of his thumbs rubbing over Scott's hip, and leaned his forehead against Scott's. He let out a dry laugh, "God, I really wanna kiss you right now."

"I know how you feel," Scott said, and if his voice sounded a little desperate and a little pained it was because he was. It was unbearable sometimes, knowing that Vincent was so close and so warm and not being able to touch him. His lips were tingling, his heart surging with an urge he could barely withstand, God, Scott could so easily push up and kiss him. Kiss him, and satiate the craving tearing his very heart apart.

It was too much. Scott pulled his forehead away from Vincent's and instead leaned into him, resting his head on his shoulder. Kissing was way out of bounds but Scott could push the limit a little with hugs, and it wasn't like he was in the middle of class. Nobody was watching them.

He and Vincent had been taking it slow. They'd dated for almost two months now, and they'd made out maybe two times in total. Once in the back of a movie theatre, a soft kiss during the ending scene that had led on to another, which had led on to something just bordering on more before they'd broken it off, whispering sweet nothings to each other for the rest of the credits. Another time, just once when they were feeling daring, in Vincent's classroom well after the students had gone home. But always just kissing. Always with an air of caution. Always done in a way that was loving more than sexual, and broken off just before it crossed the border.