C A L U M
I never took myself to be a jealous man, but boy was I wrong. Maybe it was that I hadn't found anyone I felt as strongly about as Annabeth. All I do know is upon walking into my classroom and unexpectedly seeing a familiar head of sun-bleached blonde hair my blood began to boil.
He was speaking with her, my little girl. My little girl. I grew territorial and most would say the reaction was unnecessary, but it was almost instinctive for me. She was sitting in my desk chair, only her legs were criss-crossed over one another. I would've thought she looked adorable, and don't get me wrong, she did, but I couldn't help but be distracted by the view of her panties under her skirt. I was more than aware that Luke was probably having a hard time focusing on anything else but the thin white material.
My mind conjured up a series of obscure thoughts. Annabeth couldn't have been showing herself to him purposely, right? She wasn't the girl to do that, I was shocked she was sat like that at all with a skirt on given how shy she is. Confusion and the desperation for answers fueled my imagination and I tried to ignore anything out of character for her, but I somehow kept developing excuses and theories for them to work.
Luke left the room after gathering whatever it was he ever-so-conveniently had left in my room today, we exchanged quick goodbyes only out of good manners.
"Knees together, kitten." I told her stiffly. I kept my eye focused on the girl before me as she hurriedly readjusted her legs, flattening her skirt on her thighs. I felt there was need for a punishment. I didn't necessarily believe anything that occurred was planned by her, but to help enforce my seriousness and for the slight possibility she had intended it, a punishment only seemed fit.
I glanced back out the glass of the classroom door, checking the halls to make sure they were clear. I pulled the curtain down of the window that Ms. Reid had given me as a "welcome to the teaching staff" gift, as she called it. The only other windows in my room were to the courtyard, and you weren't able to see my desk from them anyway.
Anna was still fiddling with her fingers and the edge of her skirt with red cheeks when I looked back at her.
"Doll," Her head snapped up at my voice, "stand up."
She obliged, just like the good girl she really is. It killed me, but I couldn't let her go without a consequence.
With a hefty sigh I instructed her to bend over my desk, and after I had spoken her head tilted and eyebrows furrowed.
"You heard me, baby," I then said, "bend over my desk. C'mon." I gestured my hand as the wooden countertop and, still with a relatively confused expression, she did as she was told.
You could tell she quickly felt exposed. I walked near her, rest my hand just at the small of her back. The material of her skirt was just covering her bum. The uniform skirts were short, yes, but long enough to provide a good tease to the lot of teenage boys trying to work their eyes around them. Trust me, I've seen more adolescents attempting to hide a boner than stars in the sky.
I hated the idea of those boys looking at my little girl that way, but what could I do to stop it? Relatively nothing. I didn't like her spending any extra time with Mister Luke Hemmings, either. The kid gave me a bad feeling, something that I was sure wasn't just rage or jealousy. He couldn't treat her as well as I could, he'd hurt her for sure. I didn't want or need that.
A soft sigh fell from my lips and I had already flipped my baby's skirt up, the material now laying on her back and exposing her rear. She was shielded from me only by the thin white material of her panties, cheeky ones, if I may add. My hand rubbed gentle circles on her bum before I lifted it and brought it down on her skin with an echoing smack.
Anna whimpered, her body jolting slightly forward, further into my wooden desk.
"Stay still, darling." I demanded, hoping she'd understand if the demand wasn't met, the punishment would go on longer than either of us intended.
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i'm dragging this out i know i know i'm sorry i need content here people i have few thoughts on where to go after this lmao
to be honest i might start up another fic but that probably means this'll be on hold so i duNnO
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