16 M/M (Ronnie and Tobias)
Oh, he was in trouble...
But was it really his fault that Ronnie was so handsome, so charming? Unbelievably funny, a good listener as well as being easy to talk to? It was no wonder the kids adored him -- it hadn't taken more than a week for Tobi to be smitten, yet he'd managed to do a pretty good job of hiding his crush on the older teacher right up until the in-service day at the start of spring break.
Spring was always rough on Tobi. Instincts screaming, hormones raging. He'd maybe laid on the flirting a little thick. Was it his fault Ronnie had been receptive? Had returned in kind? Could he be blamed for accepting the invite back to Ronnie's place?
And really, would anybody give him grief now that he was bent over the man's couch, whimpering into the cushions as Ronnie made him feel so, so fucking good?
He felt lips trail softly down his back, let out a little whine as he felt teeth lightly graze his skin. "Please," he panted. "Oh please -- harder~"













