Randy Mr. Taken

Math class

"Thank you, Mr. Thomas. ", Mr. Beaumont said and waved his hand, so Dean Thomas knew he could return to his seat.
It was almost noon on a Thursday and Ryan Beaumont was rather happy with the results his class gave him today. At least most of them. They listened and were quick to understand the new topic. Except for one.
"Maybe Mr. Fowler would like to present his solution for the last step of the calculation? "

Mr. Beaumont's voice barely made its way through Andy Fowler's Bluetooth headphones, but he lifted his head anyway.
"Hm? "
His math teacher repeated the question and for a short moment, Andy's attention was drawn away from Mr. Beaumont's perfect body, hidden under a men's jacket and a dark blue shirt, and to his sweet voice that dripped from his lips like warm caramel.
As a respond to the question Andy merely shook his head, he really wasn't keen on embarrassing himself with his poor math skills in front of the whole class.

Mr. Beaumont gifted him a disappointed gaze, then took his glasses off to rub his tired face and bring his brown hair in order. He didn't know what to do with this young man anymore. At least nothing he could teach him in class...

"Okay, Mr. Fowler, you're excused one last time, but you might not want to face the consequences of not paying attention to me..."

He made a pause to let the words sink in and he noticed with an internal cheeky grin that his words caused a mix of emotion inside the blonde student that were revealed on his face.
"See me after class.", the teacher added approvingly and put his glasses back on to search for another student to do the last step of the calculation.

Andy was still captured in the moment before, when the calculation was already done, and each student had a work sheet in front of them to practice the new topic. What did just happen?! Mr. Beaumont was clearly angry, but hadn't there been an undertone in his voice aiming to seduce the student? It would not be the first time for sure, but until now Andy had been too busy starring at the attractive teacher to notice how much and how often the man in the front had been flirting with him.
Finally, he shook his head to get the ridiculous thoughts out of them and looked down on his work sheet to get an overview of the exercises. He wouldn't understand any of them anyways, but if he showed some effort perhaps Mr. Beaumont would agree to give him some extra lessons. Every second with him fed his brain, but he never seemed to get enough of that delicious meal.

"How are you doing, Mr. Folwer?", the sudden arrival of Mr. Beaumont behind him, sent a shock wave through Andy's body. 

The blonde rested his head in his hands and tried to ignore the growing feeling his math teacher caused in him every lesson. His words didn't help at all with the situation.

" Are you doing fine?", Mr. Beaumont continued with a lower voice now, "Or do you need some help there, Andy...?"

Goosebumps showed on his skin when he heard his first name from the person who as the only one out of his teachers had never dared to call him that. Andy gritted his teeth, not wanting to admit how much these simple words already did to his mind and body.

"I'm fine", he hissed through his teeth, "but I'd very much appreciate it, if you stopped playing games."

"Oh, now it's me who's playing games?" Mr. Beaumont's hot breath hit Andy's neck, making shivers run down the student's spine.

"I see how you look at me Mr. Fowler and your excuses to the toilet are getting more and more while I'm just standing at the blackboard asking you to solve the calculation. Tell me now, who's the one playing games here?"

He left his student with that question to think about and continued his walk through the class to see if anyone needed help.

After another nagging half an hour, the lesson was finally over, and everyone hurried up to be the first at the kiosk to get lunch. Andy took his time, he had to stay longer anyway. When he had packed the last folder into his bag, he walked to the front where Mr. Beaumont was waiting for him, his desk already tidied up.