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Teacher Newt/Student Thomas
Newt huffs as he sees yet another kid poorly trying to sneak a text under the desk. The kid was doing a horrible job. He didn't even glance up to at least pretend that he was paying attention and just stared down towards the device the entire time. Newt couldn't really complain because the boy did have a high B in the class so it wasn't that big of a deal, but the fact that it seemed like everyone was on their phone today just irritated him.
He had been trying to teach the types of sexual reproduction and examples of both for the past forty minutes, but no one was giving him the time of day. It was a week before finals so he was trying to cram in the last bit of information he wanted them to know, but apparently this thing called 'dead week' infected their brains and made them think they no longer needed to try anymore.
The sound of paper tearing made Newt glance up towards the back. A small smile spreads across his face as he sees the famous Thomas Green doing his usual drawing fest that he does all the time. Not one day has passed when Newt hasn't seen him drawing in his pad of paper.
Newt's never seen him talk to anyone in the hall or in the class. He seemed really shy and kept his head down throughout the whole year. He didn't have good grades though. He had either a C or a D in all his classes, and this one he had a D. A very low D that threatened to lower to a F if he failed the final.
And boy did Newt want to bloody ruin him.
He always wore polo shirts, some khakis short, and converse with a variety of colors ranging from pink to black. He wore many beanies too that flattened his brown hair cutely as well with a very adorable pair of black glasses that framed his face perfectly.
He looked too bugging cute for his own good, and Newt wanted to see him flustered and sweaty beneath him. He wanted to rip that beanie off his head and pull his hair bringing his head back so he can mark up his neck and collarbone. He wanted to hear his breath shake and falter as he bit into his smooth skin.
An idea pops up in his mind and he smirks to himself. He puts the science book in his hand down onto his desk leaving the chalk board. He walks smoothly over Thomas's desk and stands there waiting for the boy to acknowledge him. The brunet was too caught up in his drawing, which looked like a batman drawing of some sort. It looked pretty epic with the dark black and yellow and green mixing together, but he looks away remembering his plan.
He taps slowly on the top of the paper quickly gaining the boy's attention. Thomas's face went explicitly red and he hurriedly worked to put away his pad of paper and his drawing utensils. Newt watched completely amused.
"I-I uh sorry sir-sir um I was just-"
"Not paying attention to my class?" Newt teases, but tries to keep a straight face. He enjoyed how ruffled the boy looked.
"Yeah-no! I was paying um attention," Thomas stutters out as he finishes putting his paper back into his backpack. Students were giggling and laughing around him and it only made his heart beat faster.
Newt humphs disapprovingly and he tries to hide a smirk as he bends his body to where he had his chin in his hand looking at Thomas. Newt watches as Thomas's dark brown eyes nervously glance at his stance, and he tries not to stick his bum out more than needed. He heard Thomas gulp and he watches as the boy try to discreetly move his chair back. The corner of Newt's mouth goes up when he starts tapping the desk with his fingernails to create tension and maybe make Thomas even more nervous and flushed. Thomas watches as each of his fingers go down, and Newt couldn't be more happy.
"You know what I think Thomas?" Newt asks on a whim. Thomas brings his eyes back to him. Thomas gulps and shakes his head. Newt smirks behind his hand.
"I think I should give you detention because I'm tired of looking back here and seeing you drawing and not paying attention," Newt starts with a disapproving tone in his voice. He leans just a little bit closer to the boy and the room completely goes silent. Thomas's eyes were gonna pop out of his skull if they were to get wider.
"I also would like to give you detention because you are doing bloody awful in my class and we wouldn't want me to fail you, do we?" Newt challenges and no he doesn't move to make his bum stick out just a little more. He smiles when he sees Thomas shake his head with worried eyes, and Newt knew he had the brunet just where he wanted him.
"So I hope you don't mind that now you have detention today until five," Newt says standing back up. He sees Thomas sigh and nod his head. Newt smiles wide and spins his body and heads back to his desk.
Sue him if he strutted just a little.
~*~
Newt was just setting up his desk the way he wanted when Thomas comes in. Newt cocks his hip to the side and points to the desk in front of his own seeing how Thomas was just standing there unsure of what to do. Newt watches as he obediently shuffles over loving how compliant he is.
Newt goes back to his chair behind his desk and sits down. Thomas was staring at him and Newt could laugh.
"You have thirty minutes to do your homework for once, and then we have something to talk about," Newt offhandedly orders as he gets some papers out to grade. He hears a quiet 'yes sir' and a shuffle of papers. Newt grins as he pulls out a red pen and starts to grade.
~*~
Newt glances at the clock and sees that thirty minutes has passed. He looks up and sees that Thomas was hardly working on anything. He occasionally wrote something, but it looked halfhearted. Newt sighs not letting it get to him.
"You're not doing so well in my class Thomas," Newt starts up the conversation getting Thomas's attention. Newt sees Thomas shyly trying to not look at him in return.
"How do you plan on passing my class if you aren't going to try?" Newt asks putting his chin on his palm. He sees Thomas bite his lip and he immediately grows the urge to jump over this desk and bite that lip himself.
"I-uh I was actually hoping for maybe some-uh extra credit or maybe a bonus assignment. Something I can do for some extra points to raise my grade or add to my final," Thomas nervously drawls out as he plays with a pen with his fingers.
Bingo.
Newt's demon inside him smirks at him as he tries to not let his excitement show at a such innocent request.
"Well.." Newt drones as he gets off his chair and walks around the desk to stand in front of Thomas. He smiles at the brunet as he bends down putting his elbows on the desk. He gets a lot closer than he was earlier. He was a few inches away from Thomas's face and Newt was absolutely loving how red the boy's face was getting and how he was most likely trying to calm his racing heart.
"What are you willing to do for extra points?" he whispers making sure to blow just a little air on the boy's face. He tilts his head and shows his bum a little more. He watches Thomas's adams apple go up and down as he gulps nervously at the question.
"Anything?"
The answer was more of a question to Newt but he took it. When Thomas bites his lip again, Newt keeps eye contact as he reaches with a finger to pull the offensive lip out from his teeth. Newt gives him a flirtatious smile and then turns around walking towards his desk again. He stands in front of his computer clicking out of things and he glances at Thomas.
"Take off your shirt Greenie."
Newt looks at him with a raised eyebrow when he didn't move immediately. A switch must've been flipped because suddenly the brunet was standing up taking his shirt off eyeing Newt in case it was a joke. Newt points at his chair for him to sit down, and then he goes to the door and locks it. Not many people are in the building right now and very rarely do they visit him. If they do, they'll see that it is locked and just go away.
Newt turns around and the sight of Thomas's unclothed chest has him yearning to bite and lick all of his nice, unblemished skin.
Newt makes his way over with Thomas's eyes on him the whole time. The blonde gets on Thomas's lap straddling it. He could moan at the delicious friction against his hard on now. He caresses Thomas's face making sure his eyes were on him. He runs a thumb along Thomas's bottom lip and he could almost hear Thomas's racing heart.
Then he grinds down on Thomas's groin and the response is perfect. Newt watches as Thomas's eyes close and he moans beautifully at the action. He does it again in order to hear the noise again and he watches as Thomas's whole body tenses and his breath stutters as pleasure runs through him. Newt scoots back enough to be able to feel Thomas's now hard cock showing through his pants. Low moans leave Thomas's lips at the light touch, and Newt smirks at how much a virgin the boy must be to get so crazy over just a touch.
"You're so lovely Greenie," Newt comments as his grasp on Thomas's cock gets stronger. The boy trembles under his touch and Newt can't help from capturing his wet, red lips. He can feel the heat radiating off the brunet's face and he loves it. He removes his hand to reach for something in one of his drawers. He grinds down giving the both of them friction and pressure as he gets the objects from his desk.
He keeps Thomas busy with his lips as he ties the boy's wrists to the hands of the chair. Thomas only realizes that his hands were tied when Newt gets off his lap and he tries to grab for him.
Newt covers Thomas's mouth with his hand before he could make some obscene noise. Thomas looked at him with wide, worried eyes.
"Shh Greenie, it's okay," Newt whispers hotly into Thomas's ear. "I'm going to use you like a doll to please myself. That'll be your bonus activity," he giggles in Thomas's ear who was frozen in the chair. Newt removes his hand when he realizes that Thomas wasn't going to yell. Newt was pleased to see that Thomas had wide eyes watching his every move and his whole face was red and flushed like he wanted him to be. He looked so beautiful and wreck able.
"I can't touch you?" Thomas whispers under his breath like he was embarrassed. Newt chuckles shaking his head as he removes his shirt and trousers.
"Maybe afterwards. Right now I just want to fuck myself on your cock," Newt responds as he removes his briefs and then gets on Thomas's lap, who was an emotional wreck as he ponders over the words that was just said to him.
"Oh my god oh my god oh my god-Ugh!" Thomas shouts as Newt reaches under his pants to grab and jerk him off slowly up and down. Newt's restrictions melt and he surges down to bite and lick on Thomas's soft skin. He unbuttons the brunet's pants and takes out his cock still jerking him off as he bites blemishes onto his skin. He soothes the bites with his tongue and Thomas's moans play like music.
He licks two of his fingers of his free hand and reaches down entering them inside himself. He pumps the fingers as fast as he can take it, needing Thomas's cock in him. He's left to just licking and sucking on Thomas's chest. Thomas's moans seem to have gotten higher.
"Oh my god-yo..your-"
"I'm fingering myself yes I am stop being such a shocked virgin," Newt teases the boy, who's face goes even more red. His assumption must be correct. Newt smiles sweetly at him to calm him down and goes up to kiss his open lips. He slows his speed of jerking him as he scissors himself open. He's surprised when Thomas confidently brings his tongue into the kiss and he quickly pushes his own into Thomas's mouth needing the taste on his lips.
Thomas groans in frustration when Newt lets him go. Newt chuckles taking his fingers out, and then positions himself above. He reaches into the same drawer from earlier and takes out a cock ring and puts it on Thomas, who hisses at the action.
"What-"
"We both know you're almost at the edge now. I don't want you coming until I say so."
He guides Thomas's cock to his hole and then puts his hands on the brunet's shoulders.
Newt laughs at the sight of Thomas's mouth gaping and his glasses tilted and foggy. His beanie was barely staying on and he grabs it and chucks it across the room.
"You look too cute for your own good," Newt hisses out, and he stops Thomas from responding by slowing starting to go down. The loud sucking of air and the tenseness of Thomas's body reminds Newt of how he was in fact new to this and that this was probably physically and mentally driving the brunet crazy. He decides to slow down for Thomas's benefit and takes his time. He moans lowly at the fantastic feeling of Thomas filling him up inch by inch. Newt sees that Thomas was holding onto the chair with a death grip and his head was facing to the side. His chest was going up and down rapidly and Newt knew that if the room were to go silent he'd be able to hear the boy's heartbeat. Sweat was forming on Thomas's forehead and Newt desperately wanted to lick it off.
Newt sighs when he finally reaches the bottom of Thomas's cock. He takes a minute to look at Thomas and wait for him to get used to the feeling. Thomas's hair was wet with sweat and was sticking to his forehead and his face was red and flustered just how Newt had imagined every night for the past year. His back was arched and he was biting his lip and Newt couldn't keep from staring.
Pleasure was soon spiking up his body ready for him to move. He slowly slides his way up moaning at the smooth feeling of Thomas's cock sliding out of him.
When he feels the head at his entrance, he makes himself fall down completely taking Thomas by surprise. Thomas moaned loud and long as Newt keeps moving up and down getting faster. Newt's nails dug into his shoulder blades using Thomas to push him up. Newt saw Thomas's hands reach to touch him, but he wasn't going to let that happen. Maybe later.
The sound of their moans ran across the room getting louder and quicker. Newt had finally gotten the perfect angle where Thomas was hitting his sweet spot deep within him with every thrust. Thomas was a wreck under him. His eyes were closed shut, his face was red and flustered, his forehead was sweaty, and he was moaning like mad. Every time he turned his head to the side, Newt would go in and kiss his neck and suck hickies all over driving Thomas to insanity. Newt knew he would have came by now if he hadn't put the cock ring on him.
Newt was almost to the edge; he could feel the heat boiling in his stomach. He reaches up and tugs Thomas's head back by his hair and captures his lips in a dirty kiss that only consisted of teeth and tongue. He reaches between their bodies and jerks himself off to the edge. He comes hard and he moans deep and loud into the kiss. Newt ignores the sweet gesture Thomas does when he plants light kisses on his lips.
Thomas hisses when Newt pulls himself off. He uses the desk behind him to hold him so he wouldn't fall from having jelly legs. He gets down on his knees and looks up at Thomas's red face and sees him moving uncomfortably in his seat waiting for Newt to take the cock ring off him.
Newt pulls the cock ring off him, and it only took a lick to the head to make Thomas come right then with a gasp and a deep groan. Newt knows that Thomas is going to have blisters on his palms when he finally unties him.
Newt weakly gets up and places a kiss on the brunet's forehead just before starting to untie his wrists. Thomas barely moves when his hands are set loose so Newt gets a paper towel to wipe his body clean. When he's done, Newt puts Thomas's flacid cock back into his pants and buttons them up. Then he puts his own clothes back on.
Newt notices how red and marked up Thomas's neck was, and he smiles proudly. He helps Thomas stand up from the chair and cleans up his sweaty face with his thumbs. Thomas holds onto his waist to stop him from walking away when he tries to. Newt raises an eyebrow.
"I-uh is that um all?"
Newt can't help from bursting out in laughter when he hears that.
"Was I not good enough for you Greenie?" he laughs with a teasing tone. Thomas shakes his head immediately.
"No! No I-uh I was hoping this wouldn't be-"
"Oh don't worry about that," Newt says when realization hits him. He wraps his arms around Thomas's neck and places a kiss on his soft lips. He pulls away smiling.
"I like you. This won't be the one and only time I'll give you detention," Newt flirtatiously whispers into his lips. Then something new happens.
Thomas smiles. Newt's never seen him smile before. He just has a neutral look on his face in the hall and during class. Newt felt himself blush.
Newt kisses Thomas's cheek and then grabs his stuff to leave. He looks at Thomas, who was still staring at him with a little smile.
"What? You want my number or something?"
"Yeah.." Thomas says under his breath. Newt rolls his eyes.
"Maybe tomorrow stud. Go on home virgin," Newt teases him as he puts his stuff in his bag ready to go home. He hears Thomas grab his stuff and then head to the door. The door opens but doesn't close. Newt looks up to find Thomas smirking at him.
"I'm not a virgin."
Newt rolls his eyes no longer able to keep his smile off his face. With a flip of the finger, Newt turns around when Thomas finally leaves.
~*~
Newt couldn't keep a smirk off his face when Thomas sees him wearing his beanie in class the next day.
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