The Mission

Two

"Oh my shit." The dream man muttered under his breath as he looked towards the classroom door.

He looked crisp, with a purple long sleeve shirt and a dark navy vest on top, with khaki pants. He had a green tie on, with black rimmed glasses. His hair was a bit tousled and looked so soft she wanted to stroke it, and everything about him was neat and perfect, so unlike her. Her own hair was dripping wet with rain water and shoes sloshing with mud. She just stood there, and took him in. He was so beautiful, his hands were too, as he ran his long white finger across the name chart he had on his clipboard. The finger that he had inside of her in those dreams. Y/N looked intently at him, even though she could feel the whole class looking at her, wondering why she wasn't moving towards her seat next to her best friend Haley. But she had another plan, to stare down this man and at least touch that hand before she sat down.

He was trying so hard not to look at her, or precisely, her hardened nipples. He gulped and said, "You must be Y/N. As I explained before, Mrs. Seaver has a family issue and for the next two weeks, I will be your substitute teacher. I'm Dr. Spencer Reid."

"And I'm Derek Morgan, Y/N. Excuse Dr. Reid's forgetfulness" Derek playfully nudged Spencer's shoulder, causing him to throw dirty looks.

"I have an eidetic memory-" Spencer fired back, and then looked back at her, with a small smile.

Y/N turned her attention to an amazingly attractive man with broad shoulders, dark eyes, but a contrasting huge smile plastered across his face. Derek Morgan. This man was probably one of the most attractive men on this campus, let alone this whole town.

However, she didn't even realize Derek was standing behind Spencer, because she was so startled by Dr. Spencer Reid.

"Sorry I'm late, I-" She tried to go on, while looking straight into Spencer's hazel eyes.

"Hey, that's okay. You should sit down, or maybe grab a few towels from the gym and freshen up? Just come back to the classroom before next period if you can." Spencer cut her off, eyeing her sympathetically in return, and she could tell he wanted to look more down, but he tried hard to tear his eyes away and look at the empty space next to where she was standing, avoiding eye contact.

Fuck. She didn't want his sympathy. She wanted that mouth to be wrapped around-

Before she can finish that thought, Derek moved forward and grabbed Y/N's shoulders, as he pulled her out of the room. He had a furrowed brow, and watched her intently.

"Hey there. Why are you being like this, do you have problems at home Y/N?" He crossed his shoulders and squinted one eye at her.

"I think that is my business, not yours." She didn't lose the staring contest, she boldly looked back at Derek Morgan, and straightened her position, so her nipples were practically poking out of her shirt.

"I'm sorry, but it is my responsibility now to look after you guys, and I just want you to know that you're safe here, you can tell me or Dr. Reid anything that might be bothering you. We're not like that asshat you had of a teacher. Mrs. Server or whatever. Now let's go."

That last comment made Y/N chuckle a little, and Derek's expression immediately softened as he walked her to the gym, in silence but she felt safe to know that he was there. She walked into the last room around the corridor, next to the gym, where the fresh towels were stored. She reached for them, but they were up too high on the shelves. Derek was standing against the door frame, looking off to the hallway until he saw Y/N struggling, and walked over to help.

He moved closer to reach, and then she felt it. Against her thin skirt, Y/N felt his hardened penis against her ass. She purposely moved backwards to feel that big penis rubbed against her even more. Before she could feel it for longer, Derek sidestepped, and handed her the big towel.

"Maybe change your shirt too, find one from the lost and found. I'll be in Room 698." She looked up and saw that his face had turned slightly red, and without waiting for her reply, he stalked out of the room.

Y/N smiled to herself. To her, this was victory. She literally grinded against Derek Morgan, her beautiful new substitute, and she met the man of her dreams, Dr. Spencer Reid.

She dried her hair and put on more lip gloss but purposely did not change. Her nipples were too nice to be hidden under an ugly sweatshirt from the lost and found. They were meant to be seen, so she can seduce the new substitutes until they were begging for more.