teacher ♤ s.t [rewriting]

20 ♤ Insane

20 ♤ Insane

C O U R T N E Y ♤

I couldn't believe that I said that out loud. What the hell was wrong with me? He was shocked, but I think he found it funny too, or at the very least, amusing.

It had barely been a month of this- whatever this was, and I probably seemed so bratty to him.

He had seemed to be wanting more, like I had, but then the thing with his lap this morning... I really didn't understand what happened. I knew he had an issue, but he definitely could have done something about it with me.

Instead, I heard him go into the bathroom.

I heard how the door didn't shut the full way.

I perked up from where I was sitting at his desk, scrolling mindlessly through my phone.

Goddamn, there were a number of things he could have done. Most of them involved me. But instead, he decided to go and jack off in another room. Typical.

Calm down, my God.

I made him lunch. One, because I didn't trust him to, and second of all, because I needed a distraction.

He was very loud earlier, and just the memory of it was making chills shoot up my spine. My hands had been trembling the entire time I was putting lunch together.

But the teasing.

He hasn't even teased me- although that's what it felt like. He could have easily done something, he literally had me sitting in his lap.

Now, he was reading some book on the bed while I leaned on him. His hand closest to me was resting on my thigh, and it was driving me crazy.

The veins in his arms were more prominent than ever; I wasn't sure why. I slowly began to move my index finger up to his forearm, lightly tracing the pattern of his veins through his skin.

Shayne let out a small noise of content, his eyes slowly closing halfway.

"That feels nice," he murmured, almost inaudibly.

I smiled to myself, continuing the deliberate motions.

His grip on my thigh tightened ever so slightly, and I was aware of how much I wanted him to just do something.

He obviously wasn't going to initiate anything on his own.

Maybe he needed a little prompting.

"Shayne," I grabbed his attention softly, tilting my head up to look at his face. He made eye contact with me.

"Yeah?"

"Can I take a shower?"

"'Course," he smiled at me, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "The drain sticks a little, so you have to really pull on it."

"Okay."

Gently, I climbed off of the bed, leaning off and pressing a kiss to his cheek that lasted a lot longer than a kiss to the cheek probably should.

"I think I'm just going to just get undressed out here," I murmured, maybe to seem like I was talking to myself, but I said it loud enough for Shayne to hear.

I noticed how his book tilted down a little, like he wasn't really reading it anymore.

I slowly tugged my shirt up, over my head, gently setting it on the bed. I did the same with my leggings, being careful to not look extremely clumsy while doing so.

I wasn't ashamed of standing in front of him in nothing but a bra and the thong that Sarah forced me to buy back at the beginning of junior year, but it was something new for me. I had never done anything like this before. I just wanted to tease him to the point where he'd do something.

I could feel Shayne's eyes lingering on my body, his burning gaze somewhere on my revealed skin.

I had to continue the act though, so, with little hum, I reached behind me to unclip my bra.

My eyes discreetly drifted over to Shayne, who had his head tossed back and his eyes closed. He looked like he was in pain.

And then I was naked, all my clothes lying in a neat-messy pile at the edge of Shayne's bed.

His eyes still were not open, and I watched in almost amusement as he swallowed thickly.

It wasn't until I closed the bathroom door that I heard any kind of movement.

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is it weird that i think man hands are like, attractive

like, fricken, shayne has a pair of the strongest hands i've seen and it's just like fuck wow

what attractive hands you have there, sir, can i hold them

honestly, tho, my old bf has some nice ass lookin hands tho

i love all of you so much!! :))

- Cal Xx