The Room 503

Chapter 10

"Hey, Stefan what's that song you're playing? I like it." I said while unconsciously tapping away with my left hand and staring down on my phone.

The song had a unique rhythm and tone...

"Hmm? Oh I just found this by accident. I was trying to find another song, but I guess they took it the video down." He muttered, almost pouting, whilst thinking aloud. "The song is called My Boy by Billie Eilish to answer your question."

I nodded, "Thanks. Ah, did you forget that we have to attend a meeting this Wednesday?" 

His eyes widened, "Oh crap! I forgot to bring my documents...Ugh, do you have extras?" 

I laughed, "Typical. Of course. I will go get them in a bit. Can you watch my stuff? I will be back in about ten minutes or so. If any kid goes in, tell them to sign in since its after school already."

 I sighed when I saw the time: 3:40 PM. 

"Yeah, don't be long." Stefan joked.

"Sure thing." I rolled my eyes and stood up, then made my way towards the door. 

I shoved the door gently, and slid out the door to my left. I decided to head to the English Department to make copies since we ran out of ink in the Math Department. 

Walking down the hall, my black dress shoes made some click, clack sounds. I pushed my glasses up with one finger, out of habit. My hair was not parted the way I wanted it to today. It was curlier than usually towards the ends of my hair and naturally parted instead of a side swept, preppy boy, hair style.

When I was about to reach half way towards the department, I felt a sudden yank where my belt was. I turned around to see a flushed Eric.

"Hey, Daniel, can you do me a favor? I am having a bit of a hard time walking and concentrating...." He said with eyes darting from side to side.

"What?!" I blurted in shock. "Now? I can't! I have to print some copies...." I whispered. 

"Er, look, just real quick. Give me five minutes, please." Eric begged. 

I sighed, studied his face some more, then grabbed his hand and dragged him into the men's faculty restroom. I locked the door behind me and desperately switched the light on since it was extremely dark. 

I felt Eric's hand on my neck, and the other on my butt. He then traced small circles around my neck, massaged my scalp, and began kissing me.

It felt so good to be kissed by someone you loved after some time. I do not know how long I can keep this up. I stared into his dark blue eyes, searching for meaning, then bashfully looked down to see that he had already let his fly down. 

I then began to help him masturbate. He shoved me to the ground and forced me to kneel. I then did what he wanted me to do, orally. 

After he relieved himself, I rinsed my mouth out and walked out of the restroom like it was nothing. Both of us did not say a word to one another. The separation between us arose once again. 

As I walked quickly to the printer room in the English Department, I felt hot tears trickling down my face. I couldn't help it. I then wiped my tears away and took a couple of deep breaths.

Once the copies were done, I jogged out of the center and placed the stack on Stefan's desk. He had fallen asleep. Oddly, I felt excited and tempted. An evil shadow overcame me. I wanted to deflower this man. He was too pure looking, fresh, delicate, and delicious. His sweet scent mixed with his natural scent aroused me. 

Eyeing the room, I saw that nobody was in the Math Department. Everyone had went home and it was just Stefan and I. The room was still, eerie, as if time has stopped. 

Stefan was sat in his chair, arms folded at his chest, his hair a bit messy, and his legs apart in a typical male sitting position. His long black lashes laid gently on top of his cheeks, his dark hair hung about, and his soft pink lips, barely parted. There were some dark brown highlights in his hair. His pale skin seemed icy yet warm. His button up white shirt that was intentionally left unbutton by two exposed some of his collar bones. His legs seemed longer with the black slacks that he was wearing. 

I wanted to touch his skin. I wanted to leave a mark. I wanted him to be mine.

  It was surreal when I leaned towards him to get a better look at his face. I gently brushed his hair, twirling the ends.   

He opened his eyes and stared directly into mines. 

Both in shock, I just said, "Oh, there was something on your hair. Ah, here is the paper." 

We stayed like that, for what felt like hours. Then surprisingly, he grabbed my hand and placed it on top of his head. Strangely, he moved my hands in a petting motion.

"Uh, Stefan?" My face felt really hot.

"Hmm...? I just like it when people pet me. Don't tell anyone I said that." He smirked.

I couldn't restrain myself anymore, so I leaned in for a kiss. His lips met mines, and we both melted. His beautiful blue eyes pierced my soul. It was full of color yet his eyes were distant and cool. I couldn't read him for some reason. His eyes were sly, almost suggesting something.

His brows were thick and shaped nicely. I was intrigued by his scent. It was addicting.

We both jolted when we heard the door click. Eric had entered the room. 

"Daniel, what is going on?" He said, almost inaudible.

"I-I..." 

This is it, or so I thought.