Incubus

| Thirteen |

I slept peacefully that night. I had no dreams and Lucky didn't visit me. Maybe my theory was correct? Could he only get to me when I lived in my old house? A part of me hoped so. I was done with feeling insane. But, another part of me hoped he would visit and make all of my wildest fantasies come true. The thought of him ignited something within of me. It was the same feeling I got when I thought about kissing Mr. Smith.

   I stared up at the ceiling absentmindedly. I wondered if my schedule would change? There was way more classrooms in this school than my old one. Perhaps they hired more teachers? I hoped I wouldn't have any new ones, I liked the ones I had now. I sighed and rolled out of bed. My feet touched the soft material of my small purple carpet and reminded me of home. I padded across the wooden floor as I hurried to the door. Every morning as soon as I woke up I had to go to the bathroom. It was a habit of mine now and that wasn't going to change.

   I glanced down at my body as I hesitated, hand placed on the doorknob. I was wearing a pair of booty shorts and a tank top. I didn't have a bra on and my hair was no doubt an absolute mess. I slowly opened my door and peaked out, looking both ways down the hall. Once I made sure nobody was there I made a beeline for the bathroom. I would die if Mr. Dalton or Mr. Smith saw me in this state. I swung the bathroom door open and quickly stepped inside. My body collided with something hard and a little gasp escaped me. I heard cloth hit the bathroom floor and my eyes snapped open to a naked chest. My stare raked down Mr. Smith's body. I gasped and looked away when I saw he was completely naked.

   "Oh god!" I gasped in horror, my hands covering my eyes. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Smith!" I turned and stepped towards the door but I collided with another body. My eyes connected with Mr. Dalton's and he stared down at me with concern.

   "Did he touch you?" he asked with narrowed eyes.

   "No!" I exclaimed, heat spreading across my cheeks. My eyes traveled down his smooth chest and lingered on the hem of his jeans. Mr. Dalton's eyes darkened and he took a step towards me. I moved my foot back and froze as it touched the soft material of a towel. If the towel was still on the floor then that meant..

   My face flared in embarrassment and I had a strong urge to turn around. All I saw earlier was Mr. Smith's smooth chest and I wanted to see more. Without turning around, Mr. Dalton swung the door shut. The air grew thick as I kept my eyes trained on him. I could feel Mr. Smith close behind me and the thought of him naked sent my hormones flying. I gulped as Mr. Dalton slowly approached me. He reached his hand out and caressed my cheek, his touch sending cool tingles through my body.

   "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his eyes tracing my face. My mouth curved into a smile, a light blush tinting my cheeks.

   "Thank you," I breathed onto his hand. He slid his hands down my spine to the small of my back, his hands leaving a trail of a cool sensation wherever he touched. He didn't even hesitate as his hands traveled over the curve of my bum and pulled me into his body. "Mr. Dalton," I gasped, my hands flat against his defined chest.

   "Shh," he whispered, his eyes trained on my lips. He leaned down slowly and tightened his grip on my bum. I wasn't sure my heart had ever pounded so fast in my life. I noticed a small speck of brown in his eyes. Had I not been this close to him, I wouldn't have noticed. I forgot about the man standing behind me. I forgot the fact that the man holding me was my teacher. All I wanted in that moment was to feel his lips on mine. Just as the longing became unbearable, his lips met mine. The warmth of his mouth sent a current running through my body, igniting something within. I threw my arms around his neck as I lost myself in his peppermint breath and soft lips.

   I heard the sound of the doorknob jiggle before someone knocked on the door. Just like that the kiss was over. Mr. Dalton moved his face away from mine and turned to Mr. Smith. His face was smug but alarmed. I felt exhilarated yet terrible. I had just kissed him right in front of Mr. Smith. What was wrong with me?

   "Mr. Smith," I began and turned around. I gasped while I looked down the line of his body. His chest was void of any hair and toned. He was absolutely perfect. My eyes traveled further, past his waist and I could tell he was pleased with the attention. I swallowed sharply and forced myself to look up into his eyes.

   "Like what you see?" he smirked confidently. I nodded slowly, my core was embarrassingly wet and my hormones were taking over.

   "If you two don't mind, there's someone at the door!" Mr. Dalton exclaimed in a whisper. I glanced at the door in shock. I had totally forgotten about the knock. "Hide in the shower," he instructed before he approached the door. I looked at Mr. Smith. The shower was fairly small. It definitely wasn't meant for two people.

   He stepped in, still completely naked and held his hand out to me. I gulped in the hot air of the room before placing my hand in his and stepping into the shower. The back of my body was pressed flush against the front of his. He wrapped his arms around me and rested his chin on the top of my head.

   I heard the door open and I pushed myself closer into Mr. Smith so we'd be disguised. Mr. Smith didn't mind. In fact, I could feel just how excited he was to be there.

   "Yes, Kelvin?" Mr. Dalton asked. Mr. Smith was absolutely still behind me and I couldn't even feel him breathe let alone hear him.

   "Oh, I'm so sorry," Mr. Riley apologized, sounding very embarrassed. "I didn't think there was anyone in here."

   I froze as I felt a pair of lips on the nape of my neck. Mr. Smith trailed kisses up to my right ear. My breath caught in my throat when his warm mouth enclosed over my earlobe. I contained a moan at the sensual act.

   "Don't worry about it," Mr. Dalton said and I could picture his charming smile on his face.

   "I'll see you in the gym then," Mr. Riley said. I heard his footsteps slowly walk away and I released a sigh of relief. Without glancing at Mr. Smith, I stepped out of the shower and hurried straight towards the door.

   "Imagine what could have happened if he saw us all in here," I started slowly, my stress levels soaring through the roof. "I-I can't do this," I stuttered. "This, if I get in trouble I'm screwed. Imagine how bad this would look on a university application. You two could get in serious trouble. I would never be able to forgive myself if you guys lost your jobs because of me."

   "But, Brielle," Mr. Smith began but I shook my head. I couldn't meet their probing eyes.

   "I have to go get ready now, and you guys should too. I'm sorry for any trouble I caused you," I lowered my head before I ran out of the bathroom. I heard their voices calling after me but I knew what I was doing was wrong.

   My mind was telling me to keep walking but my heart was telling me to turn around. I had strong feelings towards both of them and I didn't think I'd be able to choose between them. My mind won this battle, and my heart was going to have to face the consequences.

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