College - Brian May AU

Disintegration

Third person's POV

The atmosphere was filled with tension as Brian and Reb looked at each other. Brian was shocked because he kissed his fucking student, so was Reb.

The other students noticed that something was up between the two and of course Brian noticed that too, so he tried to start the class as soon as possible to change the focus of attention.

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The rest of the class was really awkward. There was 5 minutes last to the class to end when Brian called Reb to come to his desk.

"Miss Rebeca, can you come here?" He said. The other students didn't pay attention to him this time.

Reb got up silently and made her way to Brian's desk.

"I need to talk to you after the class." Brian said, his voice almost a whisper.

Reb nodded as the bell rang. It was time to go home. They waited for the students to get out of the classroom so they could talk.

"Look, I know that we won't forget about what happened in the past." Brian started. "Even if it was just a kiss and an invitation to a night stand I-"

"HEY," she shouted astonished, but after realizing that she would catch someone else's attention, she lowered her voice tone. "Let's pretend it never happened. It's in the past now and we'll live our teacher and student life normally from now on."

"Um... yeah, that's right." Brian replied, a bit of disappointment in his voice.

"I know. See you tomorrow." Reb said dryly.

"Okay." he replied.

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Rebeca's POV

I was on my way home when a car stopped by my side. I looked at it as it started to follow me slowly, scaring the fuck out of me. Then the car's window opened to reveal Brian, who was in the driver's sit.

"Do you want a ride home?" He gently asked.

"No, thanks." I said.

Ironically, the weather changed subtly to a rainy mood when a thunder came across the sky.

"Are you sure?" He cheekily said.

"Guess I have no choice." I said giving up.

I got in the car and the rain started to fall outside. Maybe it will be for good.

The only words we shared as he drove was to indicate on which street he had to go.

We stopped in front of my place and when I was about to open the door to get out of the car, Brian spoke.

"Look at me." he said seductively. I don't know if it's still my mind making me imagine things.

I, of course, looked at him. We stared deep into each other's eyes. Interesting how his hazel eyes gets me hypnotized.

Suddenly, I felt his lips pressing against mine.

We broke up from the kiss. "This isn't right..." I said, feeling guilty, but not wanting to stop kissing him for real.

"Why not? Nobody's around." He whispered into my ear, sending shivers through my body. "I know you want it too, you can't deny."

"I would if you weren't my fucking teacher." I said.

"So this is the only thing keeping you from getting into bed with me?" He said. Petulance in his voice. He caught me.

"Y-yes." I stuttered. Fuck.

"I really want you, girl." He said. "It can be our little secret."

"No, it can't." I said as I pulled away from him and out of the car, rushing to my door.

What the hell just happened? My teacher wants to have a thing with me! That's so wrong!

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Brian's POV

I watched her running away from the car desperately. Yes, Brian. So clever to ask your student to have an affair with you.

I was the one to blame but I was feeling a bit shocked with what I've just done. I just hope she doesn't spread it to everyone. I don't want to lose my job or my teacher's license.

I was going home now and my anxiety was getting into me. And when I thought my way home would be better, I got stuck on traffic.

The radio was on and suddenly A Hard Day's Night by The Beatles started, making me chuckle to myself because of the irony of the situation I'm in but also making me realize, once again, that what awaited me at home wasn't as good as I wish it was. The only one who knows the living hell my life is, it's me.

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I entered my house, to be greeted by my wife Claire. Yes. My wife.
Our relationship is very complicated. We don't sleep in the same room because... well, it's complicated.
I don't know why we're still married. It all was a mistake. I was in love with her in the beginning. She had a really adorable personality, but she turned into a horrible person and it caused our marriage to degrade through the years. We've been together, well, married for 6 years. I still remember how we met. It was on a local coffee shop, I was 30 and she was 26. Rushed into everything and it just turned into a mess. As soon as we started to live under the same ceiling, she started to treat me like a slave, mentally, even physically hurting me. I never raised a finger to touch her in a hurtful way, I could never hurt someone like this.

I was still in front of the door, from the inside. I looked around and there was nobody to be seen. I walked upstairs, making my way to my room. But before I entered my room, I knocked on Claire's door just to make sure I was home.

But I didn't expect her to respond. "Come in..." she said.

After everything, I would be lying if I tell you that I didn't have feelings for her anymore. It wasn't as strong as it used to be, but still.

"Hi..." I said as I entered her room. She was lying on her bed, almost naked. I tried not to look at her too much, knowing it would be a bit uncomfortable for the both of us.

"There's food on the fridge if you want." she said. Strange.

"Heh, o-okay. I'll g-get it. Thanks." I said as I got out of the room quickly, closing the door.

It was really strange that she said that. She never have that type of "care" with me. I mean, I am capable of doing my own stuff and everything. She knows that, but she cared about me? Caring is a way to show affection. Is it what she tried to show me? And the sight of her practically naked not living my mind. That's so fucked up.

It's been so long since the last time I saw her like this. As I said before, we sleep in different rooms. All of this behavior she's having is very confusing, but whatever.

I made my way to the bathroom so I could take a shower before I take something to eat.

While I was in the shower, I could hear one of the rooms' door open and close. Maybe that was just the wind blowing.

I got out of the shower as I put a towel around my waist and headed to my room to get dressed. I didn't mind putting a towel on my hair too, so it was dripping on the floor.

I opened my room's door and what I saw was a bit surprising. Claire was on my bed, wearing nothing but a satin robe. Not gonna lie, but it turned me on. She knew it.

It's been 8 months since the last time I had sex. With her, obviously. I've never had sex with and did not even kiss someone else but Claire after we started dating. Well, Rebeca was an exception.

Claire made her way to me, trying to seduce me and stood in front of me
“Why, why are you doing this?” I said very suspicious, but also very tempted.

“What? You’re my husband, don't you remember?” She said teasing me, starting to untie the towel that was on my waist.

She knows I haven’t had sex in ages. I tried not to bite the bait, but I’m a man, my hormones betrayed me. But you know what? Fuck it!