LOVE MEEE!! - (Abandoned)

The World According to Chris

Misha M.

"Mr. Miller and Mr. Clove! What do you think you're doing?"

Now, children, when I tell you we got caught with our pants down, I mean it literally.

The only things separating us were our underwear.

Somehow, Chris pushed us into an empty classroom to stop us from having sex in front of everyone.

Let me describe our exact positions in that class room.

Ian was lying on his back, shirtless of course, with me on top, also half-nude. I had his arms pinned over his head, my bruised lips on his, and his tongue in my mouth, all the while grinding our hard dicks together, and ooh boy was it as big as I remembered.

This was almost the exact position we were in last time.

And this bitch just had to ruin it.

"WELL?!" Her face was red and she looked like she was gonna explode like Suzumiya having a tantrum.

I groaned then let go of his arms and pulled away from his sweet lips. I sat on his crotch to tease him, but oh god did that thing push up against my ass.

Then I heard a cough, I turn to the teacher's left, "H-Hey Chris."

He had a forceful smile on his face as he placed a hand on the teacher's shoulder.

"Please calm down, ma'am. Everything is as it should be." He sounded mad, I forgot how terrifying he was when he got mad.

"What do you mean, Christopher?" I watched as Chris physically cringed when she said his name.

"They're simply practicing for the song "Dead Girl Walking" for their proposal for the Spring Musical Event, they wanted to show that Heathers the Musical would be best to perform." Chris lied smoothly.

Wow.

It's almost scary how convincing he sounded, if I weren't one of the people he was talking about, I'd believe him.

Has he been playing Light all this time?

"Ah, well... that's more than fine... but could you two have picked a different scene to perform for the proposal? You almost gave his poor teacher a heart attack. Just last year the janitor caught Miss O'brien and Mr. Ludvik in the boiler room, they looked like they just finished. Don't mind me boys, I'm not homophobic, I just thought you were doing the dirty in my classroom." She gave us a kind smile and went on her way.

As soon as her footsteps disappeared, I jumped to my feet and hugged Chris tightly.

"Oh my god! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"Yeah, yeah. Andy and I use the Student Council's office all the time, so it's not like I can talk.

"Woah, tmi."

"Do you want me to call her back in here?" I shook my head vigorously.

He sighed and kissed my cheek, "You two need to sort this out, or else I'm having his head for my mantle. Both of his heads."

I giggled and nuzzled my head in the crook of his neck.

"The world according to Chris~" I sang with a laugh.

"It's better to love than to not, better to help than get helped. You already know I'm bizarre, but that's the way I am." He continued.

"The world according to Chris is better to punch than to watch, better to scare than get hurt. Learn that and you're gonna be fine... 'cause I don't wanna get screwed." Ian sang along hesitantly to our weird chorus.

"My baby taught me who's on top and who's below," great now Andy's here, "The world according to Ms. Secretary." Chris let go of me and glared as his boyfriend.

"That didn't rhyme at all." Chris complained.

"It's fine, you two clean up and fix," he gestured towards us, "this is, Ms. Secretary and I have a meeting to attend to."