The Teacher

Sweet and Simple

Those chocolate orbs opened, and he yawned. He was very comfortable at the moment. Sitting in some squishy surface. It was warm, like a thick blanket so he shifted and snuggled up to the source.
It was moving up an down which confused him, and he could hear typing.
He glanced up, seeing his teacher's face made his stomach turn. Mr. Mcloughlin.
What? What happened?
He quickly jerked up, nearly falling over. Jack had to catch him, raising a brow.
"Jesus Mark, you okay?" He asked, looking in concern.
"Why the hell am I in your lap!? Your my teacher for beets sake!" He yelled, quickly standing up and stepping back.
"How can you act normal about that?!" He hissed, running a hand through his hair.
"Mark calm yourself, you're going to work yourself into a fit." Jack soothed, gently stepping over to the boy. Who was currently trembling.
"Don't come near me! You're such a pervert!" He growled, backing up into a wall.
Jack continued, now a few feet in front of Mark. "Call down..its okay I'll explain what happened.." he said softly, trying to calm his student down but it wasn't working.
Mark's heart was racing a mile a minute. He liked his teacher. And instead of trying to get over him. Everything was trying to get him to continue to love his teacher. It was like the world was against him.
"No! I don't want an explaining! I want-"
He was cut off by a pair of lips on his. His eyes widened, and he stood frozen in place for the longest of time. But then..instead of pushing his teacher away. He melted into it, closing his eyes and cupping the teacher's cheeks as they kissed.
A sigh of relief rang out through Jack, sliding his hands down Mark's sides.
Finally. He could have Mark again

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So y'all how about some good old fashion smut next chapter? (: I haven't done some smut in a while.