Spider-Man/Peter Parker One-Shots

(Tom) Mr. Holland

Based on the above image. It goes from 0 to 100 so be warned.

You knew this was risky, and gosh did you feel like an idiot, but love made people do some pretty crazy things. You added the two words after the date and stood up to go turn it in to your insanely good looking teacher.

You know those teachers that look way too hot to be your teacher? That was Mr. Holland. Sure he was a total dork at times but that just added to his charm, and you could say without a doubt you had fallen head over heels for him. His british accent was enough to make any girl swoon, not to mention the muscles that sculpted his figure. It was like he walked straight out of a dream.

You took your time walking to the back corner of the room where Mr. Holland was typing something on his computer, squinting at the screen. His nose was all wrinkled up and you caught yourself smiling. He spotted you approaching and turned to face you with a welcoming smile that caused your breath to hitch.

"I, um, finished the assignment," you mumbled, holding up the late assignment for him to take. Your cheeks were bright with a blush which you tried to hide by turning away. He took the paper from you and surveyed it, his eyes instantly spotting something peculiar at the top of the page.

Date: Me Please

His eyes moved up to peer at you and you avoided his gaze, the blush growing more bright the longer you stood under his watchful eyes.

You were literally saved by the bell because just in that moment, the bell that signaled the end of class rang. You turned to walk away but he called out a "Hold on". Watching the other students file out of the class leaving you alone with Mr. Holland made a shiver run down your spine. He could yell at you now that everyone else was gone. At least he did you the courtesy of waiting for everyone to leave before embarrassing you. You knew you shouldn't have done something so bold.

Suddenly you were spun around and lips were shoved against your own. You let out a squeak of surprise but you quickly melted into the kiss. Mr. Holland was kissing you! Your back was pushed against the wall and he pressed his body up against yours, pinning you there. Something wet slid against your bottom lip and you opened your mouth to allow him access.

Saliva was dripping down your chin by the time he pulled away, panting. The look in his eyes had you aching to bring him back to your lips. You wiped the saliva with the back of your hand, eyes glancing away from his. Mr. Holland took a step back and smoothed down his shirtーwhen did it get all wrinkled?ーand cleared his throat.

"Sorry, that was...unprofessional of me." He clearly didn't know what to say after that, and neither did you.

"I actually kinda liked it," you mumbled, not expecting him to hear it. He grinned at that, it was something between a smirk and smile, and recovered the distance between the two of you. Your face exploded in red at how close he was which only caused his grin to turn more wolfish.

"Ya know, your clothes are nice on you, love. But they'd look even better on the floor." And soon enough, that's where they were.