Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ School of Love ❯ Chapter Eighteen ( Chapter 18 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Patrick was Irish. Therefore when he was upset he went and did the one thing Irish people did best. He went to a bar to drown his thoughts.

Leia got up the next morning, not saying a word. She dressed for school with the boys, got in the car with them, and went to her class. She barely said much all day. Maybe she was a little harsh on Rachel...just walking out like that. But Patrick should have never taken her to meet his family. She didn't take him to meet her family. Hell, she didn't even tell the boys she was dating him...or fooling around with him...or whatever the hell she was doing with him!

Patrick had a substitute that day. Mr. Green filled in for his classes and even for him in gym.

Leia didn't skip though she ignored the teachers. After school, she sent flowers to Patrick's house with a card with one word, 'sorry.'

Patrick groaned as someone came to his door. Opening it, he saw the flowers and the note. Well this was backwards. Wasn't the guy suppose to be doing this, not receiving it. Laying back on the bed, he reached for the phone and dialed her number.

Leia picked up after one ring. "In my defense, she is very nosy."

"How did you know it was me?"

"I have you programmed into my phone after you called that one time."

He was going to ask why she did that, but instead shook his head, and action which caused him to cough and sneeze at the same time. A groan escaped his lips as he held his head. "So why exactly did you leave?"

"Like I said, she's nosy. You should tell her that my personal life is something I don't share, not even with Gabe," she said as she walked.

"Yes well, at the very least you could have told me that you were leaving first. I thought it was something that I did that made you leave."

"You are very self surrounding," she pointed out. "Please don't tell me you are one of those guys who blames himself for every little thing." She put some stuff on the counter at the drug store. Nathan smiled at her. "We aren't having sex, so stop looking at me like that," she said.

Nathan laughed. "What about this weekend?"

"I don't know yet," she smirked and he rung her up.

"Wait...what? Who are you talking to?"

"I'm talking to Nathan," Leia said.

"Who's on the phone?" Nathan asked.

"The guy I bought the condoms for."

"Does this mean you aren't going to be sleeping with me anymore?" he pretended to pout.

Leia took her bag. "Bye Nathan," she said as she walked out.

"Anyway...." He said shaking his head. "I wanted to make it up to you for last night. I shouldn't have thrown you to the lion's so quickly."

"Look, I don't even like my family. What makes you think I'll like yours?" she asked as she started driving.

"Simple. My family is like a fungus. They'll grow on you whether you like it or not."

"I won't like it. And if you do that again, I won't just leave," she warned. "I'll burn the house down on my way out."

"I'm going to assume that you're joking."

"Assume away," she smiled. Stopping the car she got out and grabbed the bag. "Get your door, you have company." She hung up the phone and walked to his door.

He coughed, looking around at his place. It was a mess...and she was here. He quickly scrambled to his feet, searching for something to put on. All he was wearing was his boxers. Finally he just grabbed his blanket and wrapped it around him while opening the door.

She thrusted the bag at him. "You called in so I figured you were either sick or skipping. I got some flue stuff, cold stuff, hangover stuff, and some chocolate." She pulled out the chocolate. "But the chocolate is mine." She walked passed him and looked at his house. "Really...I'm buying you a maid."

"This place isn't big enough for a maid," he said, plopping down on his bed he pulled out the bottles and pills. Shifting through them, he took what he needed. Popping some pills, he downed them with some cough syrup.

"You're face looks better," she said as she sat down. The swelling was gone and the bruising was nearly gone.

He rubbed his cheek and eye. "Yeah. I use some cream on it to help it. My face is my money maker after all."

"Got that right. We aren't going out again until you’re hot again," she smirked. "Because at the moment, I'm way too pretty for you."

His jaw dropped as she said that. "Whoa, whoa, whoa...who had who all wet and bothered yesterday?"

"Yeah but who was hard before that?" she kicked off her shoes and looked at her cast. "Talked to my doctor on the phone. Told him I want this thing off. He said that I might get it off in a week or so since it wasn't a bad break."

She was already making herself comfortable? He let the blanket fall as he took some more medicine. "That's good. The cast doesn't suite you...and then you'll have another hand free."

"Don't over dose on that crap. I'm so not pumping your stomach." She crawled on the bed and laid down. "Let's order out tonight. I'm feeling Greek."

He smirked as he looked down at her. "Making yourself comfortable are you?" He sort of liked that she seemed so relaxed in his house...on his bed.

"Hey, I went to school all day. I deserve to be pampered a bit. And since you fucked me over yesterday, you are doing the pampering." She slipped off her school top shirt. "Get to rubbing my back," she smirked and rolled on her stomach.

He poked her flesh as he laughed and coughed. "What makes you think that a little thing like you gets to order me around?"

"If you don't do it, I'll take the medicine back," she said. Getting on the phone, she ordered some food.

His hands slid beneath her undershirt, slowly and gently teasing and kneading her flesh.

"Mmmm," she moaned. "And don't get me sick."

"I won't make any promises. It will be hard when we're this close." He moved, the blanket falling off him completely. He crawled over her straddling her and sitting on her butt as he began to work on her flesh.

"I should have bought you a medical mask then," she said. "And that better not be a hard on poking my ass."

He shifted on her slightly. "You have a very cute and firm ass," he muttered.

"If you're a good boy, maybe I'll let you fool around with it later," she smirked.

He swallowed hard, his cock now throbbing against her ass. "We never did constitute what makes a good boy." He leaned forward, his cock pressing against her as he kneaded her shoulders.

She shifted under him. She pushed him back and pulled out from under him. "Oh hell...I don't care if I get sick." She pulled her undershirt off then pulled her skirt off. Moving over to him, she started kissing his neck.

Her clothes seemed to disappear as she got on top of him and started kissing his neck. He smirked, turning his neck so he could have more access. He moaned at her touch, his hands going over to her, sliding down her back to her bra strap.

"You're not super sick anyways. Just the sniffles," she said to herself. She sat back on him and started lowering his boxers. "Do you have protection here?"

He shook his head. "I left them in my desk at school."

She glared at him then got off him. "Oh come on! You're an adult! You have to have something here!"

"I think you're failing to realize just how much of my time is devoted to teaching and studying." He motioned about his room, most of it was taken up by books and papers. "You're the first person I've thought about being intimate with in quite a while."

She threw one of the books at him. "You are the worst! It is obvious that we were planning on fucking and yet you didn't buy anything for protection...I feel like the adult in this relationship."

"I was planning on it," he groaned as the book hit his chest and fell down onto the bed. "It's just between juggling teaching, school, and you I haven't had the time." He bit his lip, his cock still throbbing. There was an alternative. They could screw and avoid pregnancy. He looked at her ass.

She followed his gaze. "Hell no! Nothing is going up my ass!"

He held his hands up defensively. "Okay. Okay." She was the one who wrote about anal and then said he could play with it.

She groaned. "Well...go get some!"

"The ass thing would be easier," he said, coughing as he started to stand.

She groaned. "How about we stick a dick up your ass then you can tell me how easy it is." She left her things on his bed and walked out. Getting in her car in only her underwear and bra, she started it and sped to the drug store. Nathan was closing. "Condoms, now," she said holding out her hand.

He smirked at her. "Is it my birthday?" he asked as he ran his hands over her panties.

"Now!"

"Ok," he pouted. Opening the door, she handed him some cash then went in and grabbed a thing of colorful condoms. "Bye..."

She said nothing as she got in her car and headed back to Patrick's.

"You didn't get a dick, did you?" He asked as she came back. He thought that was a threat when she'd left.

She threw the condoms at him and put down the food. She had met the take out guy on her way in. He got an eye full and she called it his tip so she didn't pay him extra. Getting on the bed she smirked. "They better fit otherwise I'm raping you."

He looked at the condoms and then to her. "So...I don't get to put it in your ass?" He smirked, letting his boxers drop and his cock spring full up. Taking the condoms out, he grabbed one and started sliding it over his cock. "Damn, it's going to be a tight fit."

She smirked. "Let's hope so," she joked.

"I'm talking about the condom," he groaned. The thin piece of rubber was stretched to the max. "It looks like it might break."

"Too bad," she shrugged and pulled her bra off.

"You could get pregnant," he said, watching as her breasts came free.

She slipped her panties off. "I'll take care of it."

His cock was throbbing as he saw her cute pussy lips. "You really want this?" He motioned to his cock, watching her eye it.

She nodded. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't."

"You're going to be on bottom," he said, pushing her down on the bed.

She smirked and she fell back and looked up at him. "My favorite."

Was he really about to do it with his sixteen year old student? Crawling onto the bed, he kissed her bare breasts, nibbling, and sucking on her nipples. Spreading her legs, he slid his fingers up and down her lips, teasing her clit. She moaned as her eyes burned into his. She could understand why she was doing this, but was he really going to do this...knowing she might get pregnant with his child? Was he so sure she would 'take care of it?' His cock slid over her lips. His fingers slid in and out of her, trying to stretch her while curling his fingers in her. She moved her hands to his shoulders as she moaned. With him above her, he looked so much older. She felt so small against him. Once he slipped a second finger into her, he worked another finger. Three was going to be her max. His cock pressed against her as he pulled his fingers out of her. Sliding his hands up her thighs he looked at her.

"Are you...certain?"

No. "Yes," she said and nodded.

"When we do this, there will be no going back."

"This is not my first time, I know this," she said.

"This is your first time with me. With someone older than you."

"So?"

"If that's what you want." His cock began to slide into her hole, the tip slowly popping into her.

Leia turned her head to the side. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. "You asked if this is what I want. Is this what you want?"

He paused as he looked down at her. "Would my answer change your answer?"

She looked up at him. "It doesn't matter. You shouldn't be forced to do something you don't want to."

His hand reached up and caressed her cheek. "I want to do this. I wouldn't be so hard for you if I didn't."

She nodded. Leaning forward, she pressed her lips softly to his. While she kissed him, his cock pushed into her more, stretching her walls and filling her. She quickly broke this kiss to cry out, tears filling her eyes as she closed the tightly. She was determined not to cry but it was proving to be a challenge. The pain was a lot stronger than she expected. He was shocked when he saw tears fill her eyes. She had done this before. She should be well stretched for him.

"I thought you have done this before," he whispered, wiping her tears, his cock only partially in her.

"Yes...but with teenage boys of average size."

"I am not average?"

"The condom you are wearing is not average."

"It's too small," He muttered. Offering her a faint smile, he kissed her cheek. "Would you like me to stretch you more before we try?"

"You're already this far," she groaned. "Don't give up so easily. I can take it."

"Tell me when to stop. I won't be able to fit all the way in you." He was already preparing her for the worst. He took her hips, slowly working himself in inch by inch.

She fisted the sheets below her while taking deep breaths as she stared at the ceiling. Reaching over, she hit his radio clock and some soft music came on. She closed her eyes and focused on that.

He got situated as far as he thought he should go. She was going to have a hard time walking tomorrow. "That's good enough," he whispered.

She nodded. Her arms moved around him. "Just go slow," she said softly.