[Sherlock POV]
My palms became sweaty. I wiped the on my trouser leg, whilst trying to mentally prepare myself... This was it... I was going to confess to my teacher.
Ever since year 10, I've gradually fallen in love with my English teacher, Mr Watson. Now, being in year 13, and leaving school in only a few weeks, I thought it would be a good idea to confess my love to him.
The bell rang for the end of the day, and everyone got out of their seat, shoving their English books into their small bags, before leaving, rapidly.
"Right... Bye then..." Mr Watson sat back down, at his desk, and began looking through, what looked liked, test papers. Once everyone had left, I got up, from my seat, leaving my bag under my desk, and waked over to the door. I locked the door, which caught the attention of Mr Watson.
"Oh... Sherlock, I didn't see you there... Is every thing ok?" Mr Watson stood up, smiling warmly. His eyes locked with mine. His dark blue eyes twinkled, giving me shivers, in a good way.
"...Oh...No sir, I- I just have something a bit serious to tell you." He walked round his desk, so he was standing in front of it, with his arms folded over his chest.
"What is it? Issue with another student?" A look of concern crinkled his forehead.
"No sir..." I took a deep breath in, before continuing. "Mr Watson... I-I like you..." I felt my cheeks become hotter, with embarrassment.
"Sorry... What?" Mr Watson unfolded his arms, and began staring curiously at me.
"I like you, Mr Watson... N-No... I love you... Plus, your only a few years older than me, and-"
"Sherlock!" Mr Watson shouted. "You don't know a thing about me... I could be a serial killer outside of school... You never know..."
"Well... Serial killers don't get jobs in schools... MI6 keep records of all serial killers, and I've seen the files... and your not on that list-"
"Sherlock..."
"Sorry..."
"As much as I'm flattered by your interest in me... But it wouldn't be right to accept your confession... It could get me fired." I snorted when he said 'interest'. That was such an understatement.
Then I thought... "Wait, so your not saying that you don't like me back?" He sigh, staring back at me, eyes sparkling, making me swoon.
He walked closer to me, staring- no, analysing me. "So-" Before I could finish the sentence, Mr Watson pressed his lips softly against mine. He slowly pushed me up against the door, closing the gap between us. He pulled away quickly, realising his mistake.
He wiped his lips on his cardigan, whilst staring at the floor.
"M- Mr Watson?" His gaze met mine, eyes filled with hunger.
"Call me John..." I gasped, as he pressed his lips back onto mine, this time, with more force. He began to pick up his pace. He slid his tongue across my bottom lip, asking- no, begging for an entrance, which I obviously allowed. His tongue roamed my mouth making me moan loudly. John pulled away quickly, to 'shh' me, telling me to be aware of the cleaners, and other teachers left in the school.
Quickly, John began to unbutton my shirt, revealing my pale chest. Again, John pulled away, staring down at my chest.
"Wow! You have a six pack?"
"I wouldn't really call it that-"
"Shut up and sleep with me!"
When these words escaped his mouth, It got me very excited. Whilst attacking each others mouths, John managed to moved us, so that we were laying on the desk, me, underneath, and him on top.
John began to explore my chest, making me moan in the process. He quickly slipped my shirt off, before I began to pull of his cardigan, along with his shirt. His petit body made me tremble with every touch.
Slowly, I ran my hand down his chest, down to his trousers, where I began to tug on them, trying to pull the zipper down. When I had succeeded, I tried standing up, whilst Mr Watson was on top of me, kissing/ sucking on my neck.
I had managed to stand both John, and myself up, with him leaning on the desk, and me, standing in front of him. I quickly slithered down his body, till I was the same high with his erect cock.
I pulled his trousers down slowly, exposing his hard member. Slowly I took him in to my mouth, earning a lot of moans from Mr Watson. Swirling my tongue around the tip, Mr Watson grabbed hold of my dark curls, and pushed my head further onto his member, causing me to choke slightly, but I soon adjusted to his sudden movement.
John tugged on my hair, before saying "Sherlock I-I'm gonna.... C-" He came into my mouth. I swallowed the sweet liquid. Panting heavily, I stood up, staring him into the eyes.
He slowly pulled up his trousers, not breaking eye contact. He gave me a quick peck on the cheek, whilst blushing.
Our eye contact didn't break, until Mr Watson handed me a car.
"What's this?" I stared down a, obviously ripped bit of pink car, which had a sequence of numbers imprinted on it.
"My number..." Mr Watson then walked back round his desk and sat down, resuming looking through the papers that laid on his desk.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Sherlock... Come back here, after school tomorrow, please?" He looked up at me, with a stare filled with desperation.
I gave him a stare to say 'I though you'd never ask', before walking over to him, and placing a small kiss on his cheek.
"Goodnight, Mr Watson." He waved goodbye to me, as I unlocked the classroom, and strolled out, knowing I had seduced my teacher... A+ for me.
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Hey guys, so... This chapter was smutty... Comment if you want anymore oneshots like this. Also say if you want me to do a Johnlock Mpreg... Joy wants me to write one, but I'm not so keen on the idea... But, Its about what you guys want to read.
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