Meet Me Inside (Washette)

Chapter 12

George's POV

It's the end of the day, and my mind hadn't strained from thinking about Gilbert.

 The way he swayed his hips, teasing me. I would have to punish him later. After school, I was going to confess my feelings for him, and hopefully, it would go well. 

Just then, the small French boy strolled into my classroom, a smile on his face. "Please, shut the door, Lafayette," I told him, looking at him. 

He nodded slightly, shutting the door behind him. I stood up, sitting on the edge of my hard desk, gesturing him to sit in the desk in front. He quickly sat down, looking up in anticipation. 

"So, what is it that you needed help on?" I asked, folding my arms. He gulped, standing up, and making his way towards me. "Well, I was hoping you could help me with something else," he said. He bit his lip, placing one of his small hands on my arm.

 "Lafayette, you've been a very naughty boy, haven't you?" I asked smirking. He nodded, rubbing his hand on my arm. I unfolded my arms, seeing a look of disappointment cross his face, but pulled him onto my lap. 

"S... Sir, are you sure this ok?" he asked lightly. 

"Lafayette, I've been infatuated with you the first day you walked into this classroom. You were just a shy, sweet boy, and I couldn't help but imagine you bending over my lap. And after today, I believe that will come true. If its ok with you," I told him, rubbing his thigh a bit.

 He nodded, making a noise of surprise when I grabbed his thigh. This would be fun.