Principal and Principles.(gxg) [Teacher X Student]

Your lips my lips, Apocalypse.

Suddenly I was the Queen of clouds and everything beneath it.

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I was scared, frustrated and angry at myself for not making a damned dish on time.

I asked Hannah on second date at my place and I thought making lasagna would be an easy task .
But here I am making I don't know what and pretending to be Gordon Ramsey.

I watched at least 15 YouTube videos with a flashy title of,
How to make restraunt like lasgna.
But hell it looks like other planet lasgna.

After school I came home and my Mom told me that she'll be out of town for two days due to some office work.

It's Saturday and I thought of something to surprise my girlfriend and so I planned a date.
And I'm happy that I did,
She told me about what happened with Zach on phone and it was a clear giveaway that she was still frustrated from the whole nuisance.

She would be here at 6:00p.m. and it's 5:48.
I haven't prepared the dessert.
Lasgna looks tasteless.
I'm damned.

Soon the door bell rang and I was on verge of crying.
I controlled my expressions and opened the door to see her standing in a black dress, looking around to check no one sees her coming in.

I have heard people talking about the beauty of goddesses,
I have never seen goddesses though,

But I'm pretty sure that this woman in front of me would still be the most beautiful.

More beautiful than goddesses.

Our eyes and lips met in the same second and in another second she was backed up on the closed door.

Godamn she tastes like some heavenly nectar,

I moaned at the sweet intrusion of her tongue while she busied her hands in groping my short clad ass.
She is a deadly kisser, one kiss and damn I am an addict.

"Wow" she breathed out when our lips seperated but as hazed as I was I couldn't reply,
Instead I kissed her again.

And soon none of us cared about the importance of oxygen,
Oh what a heavenly death it would be if I died kissing her lips.
But soon the intimacy was broken by the constant irritating buzz of oven,

I pulled my lips away and traced hers with my thumb,
That bitchface oven buzzed again,

I groaned and she laughed,
Half-heartedly I pulled a step back all the while looking at her while she still stands backed up at the door,

Maybe we both were addicted to each other,
Because before I could take another step back she pulled me back to her lips by the collar of my shirt,
We giggled and kissed and I nipped at her neck, wandering hands all over her but the OVEN.

Yeah, it buzzed again,

"I wanna kiss you more."

I breathed out on her lips and she stiffled a giggle and merrily licked and sucked at my lips.

"Gods ,me too."

With few more whines and lazy licks we finally seperated and I rushed into kitchen to see if the dish turned out as that fucking YouTube tutorial showed me.

All my joy suddenly evaporated and a sullen feeling took it's place.
Dessert turned out so bad.

"Shit"

I shrieked out loud and chanted the same word a few more times.
I have to do something to make it at least presentable.
I turned around to pick up some whipped cream and do some Abra ca dabra.