Streaker.

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"So how about I ask to go to the bathroom right now, and then you wait three minutes before asking so it doesn't look suspicious." Luke whispered into Ashley's ear, his fingers slowly trailing up the inside of her thigh.

They were in English class and Ashley had been teasing Luke all morning by palming Luke through his jeans before they got out of the car and sending him dirty texts while he was in class. Now Luke had a little problem that needed to be taken care of.

"No, get off of me." Ashley snapped and slapped Luke's hand away, trying to pay attention to what their teacher was saying.

"Ashley, baby, please. I just need a handjob, it'll take, like, two minutes." Luke whined, continuing to trace circles on the insides of Ashley's thighs, which usually drove her crazy.

"Can't you go take care of this yourself? You don't need me." Ashley pushed Luke's hand away, sending him a glare to let him know that if he tried that again he'd be in trouble.

"No, baby, I need you." Luke whispered, leaning forward and resting his head on his desk. "I need your hand wrapped around my - "

Ashley stopped Luke from saying any more by reaching over and smacking him on the back of the head, and luckily no one else in the classroom noticed. Except Michael, of course, he was always paying attention to what Luke and Ashley were doing.

"I will punch you in the balls if you don't shut up." Ashley whispered, not even looking at Luke as she spoke.

"God, I love it when you get rough with me." Luke smirked, sitting up straight again. He moved his chair closer to Ashley's again. He leaned over, making sure that his lips brushed against Ashley's ear as he whispered. "We should do something after school."

"Like what?" Ashley asked, rolling her eyes.

"Like, I'll pin you against the wall and fuck you until you forget your name." Luke whispered back.

Luke normally didn't act like such a horny douchebag. He usually wasn't like this, but Ashley had gotten Luke all worked up and now his brain and his mouth weren't working together and he was just saying anything he wanted, no filter.

"You'd probably fall over if you tried to fuck me against a wall." Ashley said, covering her mouth with her hands to stop anyone else from hearing.

Luke paused for a minute to think about it, and then realized how hard it must be to hold up and girl and fuck her against a wall, and then nodded. "I guess you're right."

"I mean, we can try it - "

"What?" Luke gasped, and this time people in the class did hear him, including his teacher.

"- eventually." Ashley finished in a whisper, slouching down in her chair and trying to hide herself.

"Liam," His teacher started, clearing her throat. "Can you please repeat the question that Mr. Clifford just asked?"

They whole class looked over at Michael, who was leaning back in his seat with a big smirk on his face. Luke hadn't heard what Michael just asked, he actually hadn't heard anything that anyone had said all period.

Luke stayed silent for a moment, thinking over his options. "Who's Liam?" He finally asked, earning a big glare from his teacher.

And that's how Luke got sent back to dean's office so he could spend some quality time with his favorite person, Mr. Walker.

"Hemmings, come in." Mr. Walker said, gesturing for Luke to shut the door behind him.

"Hi Mr. Walker." Luke grumbled, taking a seat in front of the big desk that Mr. Walker was behind.