"A year old (shitty) fanfiction i wrote about my old Tc"
A heavy breath escaped my lungs as I lunged forward out of the classroom, two whole hours of Native language⌠thank god the lesson was over. It was finally time for music class, my favourite class. The reasoning behind why might be a bit surprising though, itâs because of my teacher, who I might be a bit obsessed with, also because I live and long for music, but having him as a teacher makes me want to play even more.Â
I made a dance to a beat we had to make for a project, that I will be performing in front of him later, I choose my sluttiest clothes this morning just for this.
Walking down the stairs I caught him walking towards the room, he smiled at me and did a sup nod like he usually does before he faded out of my view as he went over to the music room opening the door.Â
I went inside along with some of my other friends and we made ourselves comfortable, they started playing some games on their computers whilst waiting for the others to gather round. But I couldnât stop stealing glances at him as he played piano in the corner waiting for the others. So pretty he was, poise as always. Watching him was like watching a swan in a lake, for me, he was perfect.
The class had all gathered inside the classroom and he rose from his chair as to inform the class of what we would be doing. I couldnât focus, I could only focus on his brown beautiful eyes. Getting so lost in them as the sound of his voice gently pleases my ears.
*Time skip to the end of class*
The end of class was approaching and he still hadnât watched me dance yet, I was getting a little stressed, to be fair he had a ton of other people to watch, he was most definitely busy. I sulked down in my chair, this room was so empty, I liked it that way. I wish I didnât like him so much, I know that in the end nothing will happen between us but I canât keep myself from daydreaming.Â
Dragged out of my thoughts I heard a turn of my door handle, there he was in the door.
âHey, so this is where youâve been hiding, class is over now but, would you like to show me your dance?â
âSorry if it was hard to find me, but yeah! Get readyâ
I say teasingly, he laughs and closes the door as he walks closer to me.
I turn on the music looking directly into his eyes as I begin to dance, he bobs his head along to the beat whilst analysing my every move, I canât deny that it was hot. His eyes spoke to me in that moment, being done I turn off the music and he walks closer leaning his arms over my table looking directly into my eyes.
âThat was goodâ he sucks in a breath staring at me with a smirk surrounding his lips. âMaybe try doing more exaggerated movementsâ
I step back to do it over again making sure to keep my eyes on him, I sit down, and he opens his mouth again
âOkay, that was good. But try more like  thisâ he signaled for me to stand up, I take the hint. He walks behind me, his hand brushing up against my thigh, he wrapped his hand in mine and showed me the way, the other around my waist. He was so close I could feel his breath on my neck, this was definitely inappropriate but I didnât care.Â
His breathing escalated as we danced together like this, his hands were warm and wet, was he nervous? Yet his hand on my waist felt so confident. He stretched my arms out to the beat, and pushed my waist in drastic directions, i tried to stay in the moment but my thoughts were elsewhere.
In a quick moment he moved in even closer which snapped me out of my thoughts, in that moment I felt everything, along with the hard bulb on my back, I felt it for a second until he suddenly pulled away, his breathing heavier than before
âYeah.. yeah that was good, now do it how I showed youâ he said, not for a second withering his eyes away from me. A shock goes through my body, I didnât remember what he showed me, as to why I didnât move, and he noticed. Yet again a small smirk envolved around his lips, âyeah, thatâs what I thoughtâ
He moved in closer to me, going up to my ear. âYou couldnât focus could you?â He moves back an inch to get a good look at my flushed face. I look away quicker than a lightning strike, embarrassed I answer âno sir..â
His hand under my chin brought my eyes back to him, he moved in closer, dangerously close. He looked down at my lips moving his body closer âis this okay?â He asked me, I looked down at his lips âyeahâ his smirk returned and before I knew it his lips were on mine
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