Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ School of Love ❯ Chapter Thirty Three ( Chapter 33 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: destiny dreamer 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.19.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 202 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.19.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 202 | Status: Completed
"Would have been nice if she'd at least drop me off." He sighed, pulling his jacket tighter he started down toward Samuel's house to help him with their next project. His mind kept replaying the events of last night. He had lost control in their little fantasy. She was sore. She'd nearly cried when she had to sit down. Still, she kept assuring him that she enjoyed it. Maybe it wasn't so bad. It certainly got him excited.
Of course, she had detention. But the school wanted to teach her a lesson so for each class she skipped, she served an hour. That was three hours worth after school. It was bad enough that she could barely sit...or move...but now she had to sit for three extra hours!?! She would miss dinner! Groaning, she didn't skip this day. Mostly because she really didn't want to move too much. At the end of school, she sat in her last class laying her head on the desk like all her other classes. When everyone left, she stayed behind.
"Hard day?"
Leia looked up. A man about Patrick's age stood above her with a small smile on his lips. He had feathery brown hair and deep chocolate brown eyes. He spoke with no accent.
"American?" Leia asked as she slowly sat up.
He pulled a chair next to her and put a first aid kit on her desk. "I am," he said. "And I'm your last teacher and your detention teacher. Looks like we will be spending a lot of time together."
Leia looked him over. "Oh joy. You had better not be one of those teachers that will give me one of those long speeches about how I'm not working to my potential," she said smugly.
He smirked. "I'm something like that, though, if you don't want me to, I guess I can't force it on you." He pointed to her bruised wrists. "Are there more of those? Maybe cuts?"
She looked at her hands then at him. "I don't have abusive parents," she snapped. "So don't start."
He shook his head. "I've read your file. I know about your life, I know you don't live with your parents. A boyfriend maybe?"
She crossed her arms. "Nosy much?"
"Just want to know if-"
"Kinky sex," she said before he could finish. "He doesn't hurt me either."
He nodded. Opening the first aid kit, he pulled at her collar where a bite mark was visible. "I saw this when you were sleeping. Mind?"
She shrugged. "If you must."
He nodded. "By the way I'm Mr. Daniels," he said as he started dabbing her wound. "How many more of these are there?"
She smirked. "I'd have to get naked for you to see them all."
He laughed. "How about we keep this a student-teacher relationship?"
"Been there done that and now I'm moving on with it."
"Meaning?"
"You really are nosy."
"I'll try to keep it to myself. Just relax for these next three hours. I'm not a hard ass so I won't make you work when you feel like shit." He left the first aid kit on her desk. "Use what you need. I have to get some things from the office. I'll be back soon."
She watched him leave, shocked at how...casual he was. She had mixed feelings about him. She wasn't sure if she liked him or not. She looked at the first aid kit then at herself. Slowly, she started undoing her shirt.
Patrick watched as Lilith came home. The first thing she did was get into her bathing suit and jump into their indoor pool. Setting his hammer down, he wiped the dirt and sweat from his brow. "That looks rather refreshing," he said, watching her float in the water.
"It is," she said with a smile. Looking at him coyly, she pushed back and swam. "Want to join me?"
"I'd only get the water dirty," he said with a smile. "So I'm afraid I must decline. Though I will...thank you for your generous offer." He checked the time, wondering why Leia wasn't here yet. "I had better be heading back to Leia's for dinner."
"Leia won't be home till late. You should stay and have dinner with us," she offered.
Leia had her shirt and bra off when Mr. Daniels came back to the room. Though her back was too him, he still turned around. Leia quickly grabbed her shirt. "I'm sorry. You were gone so long....I thought that I could bandage all the bites..." Leia said as she started putting her shirt back on.
"It's quite alright," he said. "Are you dressed?"
She buttoned the last few buttons and grabbed her bra. "Yes."
He turned to her. "You can leave now. Three hours are up," he said smiling and opened the door for her.
Quickly, Leia rushed out and called her driver. She told him to first go to Samuel's house just in case Patrick was still there. Once the car pulled up, she rushed to the door and knocked. She was starving and was ready to go home. She groaned when she looked at the bra in her hand. Why didn't she leave it in the car!?!
Patrick opened the door, his shirt still off and in the smithing room. "Leia? I heard you had to stay...late..." His eyes fell to her bra.
Leia moved the bra behind her back. "Yeah. I figured you would be here. No doubt Samuel fed you. Ready to go?"
"Wait...why is your bra off?" He moved and reached around, taking her bra from her.
She lifted her shirt a bit to show the bandages. "Just ran out of time to put it on when Mr. Daniels walked in. Seriously, it's freezing and I'm hungry. Let's go."
"Mr. Daniels?" He handed her back her bra, not bothering to get his shirt. Wrapping an arm around her he moved her to the car.
Leia crawled in the car and pulled him in, shutting the door. She waved to the driver and they started home. "My teacher and detention server. He thought you beat me," she smirked. "He gave me a first aid kit and that's what I did with my three hours."
His cheeks tinted as he looked down at her bra. "I see. I was afraid that I'd gotten too physical. You looked so sore today."
"I am, but nothing I can't handle. I just freaked out the teachers a little. I think I like Mr. Daniels. He didn't make me do any work and let me sleep in his class." She hopped out of the car when they pulled up to the villa. Rushing inside she looked at the maids. "Food, now, starving!" she whined.
There was a tray in one of the maid's hands waiting for her. Leia grabbed a fork and ate as she walked up to her room while the maid held her tray.
Patrick's stomach growled as he smelled the food. With her bra still in his hands he walked behind her, shaking his head as the maids danced about to her every whim.
"Did Samuel feed you or not?" Leia snapped her fingers and another tray appeared, this time, for Patrick. She walked in her room and pointed to her bed. The tray was sat down and she started stripping for a bath.
"They offered, but I figured that we could have a nice dinner together." So much for that idea. He took the tray, thanking the maid while watching Leia strip.
Leia stopped. "If you want a nice dinner together, then we will have a nice dinner." She nodded to the maids and the trays disappeared. She smiled then looked at him. "Go shower then we can meet for dinner."
"It's okay. You really don't have to go through all this trouble." Of course he thought it was rather cute how she changed her tune simply because he wanted it.
"Don't be silly. It's not that big of a deal. Now go shower because I'm really hungry," she smirked and started to her bathroom.
He was going to take a shower with her, but he was afraid he couldn't resist if he did. "I'll meet you downstairs," he promised. Heading to his room, he found that he was already stripping.
Leia got in the shower and let the hot water beat over her. It felt so good to have it over her even though it stung. She stayed in there until her stomach got the better of her and she had to get out. Going to her closet, she changed into her pajamas then walked down stairs. She sat at the head of the table like always and waited while the food was put on the table.
Patrick sat down in the seat closest to her, he was in his pajamas as well. Relaxing was one of the few luxuries, that and being with her. His hands stroked her leg beneath the table as their food was brought before them. "Thank you."
She nodded. "This is your home too, Mr. McClain. What you want...you get." She watched as their plates were filled then moaned as she started to eat.
"So tell me about this teacher?" He continued to stroke her leg even while he enjoyed the food. It was definitely worth the wait.
She shrugged. "What is there to tell? I woke up with him over me. He sat down with a first aid kit. Bandaged this," she said and pointed to her neck. "Asked a few questions then left me there to bandage myself. Three hours later he came back when I had my shirt off. I left and here I am."
He nodded slowly, smiling in between bites. "I wonder what the curriculum is like at those schools. I'm glad that you at least found someone there at the school besides Lilith."
She shrugged. "I slept the whole time."
He snickered. "I see. I had figured that much."
Leia ate three plates and by the time they were ready for bed, she was exhausted. For what? Who knew. She slept all day anyways. She moved to Patrick and slipped in his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Carry me to bed..."
He smiled at how small she seemed, pressed against him as she was. She was just a little child. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close. Pushing away from the table, he nuzzled her neck, trailing light kisses over her before starting to her bedroom.
Leia moaned into him. "Why can't you just be my teacher again? And this be one of the classes?" She yawned into him chest. "Sucks that I have to spend the rest of the week in detention...Lilith better keep her hands off you."
He smirked against her neck. "I could always teach you a few things."
As her eyes closed, she ran her hand up his chest. "I'm sure you can, Mr. McClain."
He shuddered at her touch. "Though you're probably far too sore to do anything."
She nodded. "Yes...you could break me tonight. I'm so very small and you are so very...not small..."
He coughed, his cheeks tinting as he nipped at her neck. "The teachers will talk if I bruise you any further. Though it would be ever so fun to teach you a lesson."
"I'm afraid I wouldn't be too much fun."
"Then I guess I will have to suffer until you are healed." Pushing open her door, he laid her down on the bed, his lips brushing over her.
Her eyes opened. How could she deny him when he was so...Patrick? She leaned forward and pressed her lips over his while pulling him down over her. He propped himself up, his hands on either side of her while he massaged her lips with his. His tongue begged for entrance. Leia opened her mouth for him as her arms wrapped around him. Every muscle was so well defined on him now. It made him seem bigger and her seem smaller. He was obviously older to those who saw.
He moved over her, straddling her as he dipped his tongue deeper into her throat. "I'll be good," he hissed when he pulled back. "I want you to be able to walk."
She only nodded to him. What was a few more bruises? What was a little more pain? It was all worth it to be with him like this.
His hands slid beneath her shirt, gently teasing her flesh. "I want you."
"I want you too, Mr. McClain," she whispered.
His lips found her neck, sucking gently on it, he wanted to make his mark for her teacher to see. When his hands found her breasts, they teased her already erect nipples. Leia winced lightly and shifted. Her nipples were still sore from the night before...everything was still sore from the night before. She moved her hands to his hips as she moved her legs apart for him to fall in between.
He watched as she winced. His hands stayed on her breast and he pressed his forehead against hers. "Not tonight," he sighed. "I want you to be healed so that I can play the teacher and you the naughty school girl."
She shifted again and slowly nodded. "If you think it's best. After all, you are the adult."
He nodded. He would make due with his hands. "May I sleep with you at least?"
"You never have to ask to share my bed, Mr. McClain. This bed is yours too."
He smiled and slipped beside her. His lower half ached, but he could deal with that. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her sweetly and tenderly. She moved into his touch, enjoying his arms. This would have been the perfect moment to say those special words...if they would only come out.
"Sleep," he whispered as he closed his eyes. He was exhausted from his work, but he didn't want to simply sleep and not have her tomorrow.
She nodded into him and bit her lip. No...those words wouldn't come out. She didn't think they ever would.
Of course, she had detention. But the school wanted to teach her a lesson so for each class she skipped, she served an hour. That was three hours worth after school. It was bad enough that she could barely sit...or move...but now she had to sit for three extra hours!?! She would miss dinner! Groaning, she didn't skip this day. Mostly because she really didn't want to move too much. At the end of school, she sat in her last class laying her head on the desk like all her other classes. When everyone left, she stayed behind.
"Hard day?"
Leia looked up. A man about Patrick's age stood above her with a small smile on his lips. He had feathery brown hair and deep chocolate brown eyes. He spoke with no accent.
"American?" Leia asked as she slowly sat up.
He pulled a chair next to her and put a first aid kit on her desk. "I am," he said. "And I'm your last teacher and your detention teacher. Looks like we will be spending a lot of time together."
Leia looked him over. "Oh joy. You had better not be one of those teachers that will give me one of those long speeches about how I'm not working to my potential," she said smugly.
He smirked. "I'm something like that, though, if you don't want me to, I guess I can't force it on you." He pointed to her bruised wrists. "Are there more of those? Maybe cuts?"
She looked at her hands then at him. "I don't have abusive parents," she snapped. "So don't start."
He shook his head. "I've read your file. I know about your life, I know you don't live with your parents. A boyfriend maybe?"
She crossed her arms. "Nosy much?"
"Just want to know if-"
"Kinky sex," she said before he could finish. "He doesn't hurt me either."
He nodded. Opening the first aid kit, he pulled at her collar where a bite mark was visible. "I saw this when you were sleeping. Mind?"
She shrugged. "If you must."
He nodded. "By the way I'm Mr. Daniels," he said as he started dabbing her wound. "How many more of these are there?"
She smirked. "I'd have to get naked for you to see them all."
He laughed. "How about we keep this a student-teacher relationship?"
"Been there done that and now I'm moving on with it."
"Meaning?"
"You really are nosy."
"I'll try to keep it to myself. Just relax for these next three hours. I'm not a hard ass so I won't make you work when you feel like shit." He left the first aid kit on her desk. "Use what you need. I have to get some things from the office. I'll be back soon."
She watched him leave, shocked at how...casual he was. She had mixed feelings about him. She wasn't sure if she liked him or not. She looked at the first aid kit then at herself. Slowly, she started undoing her shirt.
Patrick watched as Lilith came home. The first thing she did was get into her bathing suit and jump into their indoor pool. Setting his hammer down, he wiped the dirt and sweat from his brow. "That looks rather refreshing," he said, watching her float in the water.
"It is," she said with a smile. Looking at him coyly, she pushed back and swam. "Want to join me?"
"I'd only get the water dirty," he said with a smile. "So I'm afraid I must decline. Though I will...thank you for your generous offer." He checked the time, wondering why Leia wasn't here yet. "I had better be heading back to Leia's for dinner."
"Leia won't be home till late. You should stay and have dinner with us," she offered.
Leia had her shirt and bra off when Mr. Daniels came back to the room. Though her back was too him, he still turned around. Leia quickly grabbed her shirt. "I'm sorry. You were gone so long....I thought that I could bandage all the bites..." Leia said as she started putting her shirt back on.
"It's quite alright," he said. "Are you dressed?"
She buttoned the last few buttons and grabbed her bra. "Yes."
He turned to her. "You can leave now. Three hours are up," he said smiling and opened the door for her.
Quickly, Leia rushed out and called her driver. She told him to first go to Samuel's house just in case Patrick was still there. Once the car pulled up, she rushed to the door and knocked. She was starving and was ready to go home. She groaned when she looked at the bra in her hand. Why didn't she leave it in the car!?!
Patrick opened the door, his shirt still off and in the smithing room. "Leia? I heard you had to stay...late..." His eyes fell to her bra.
Leia moved the bra behind her back. "Yeah. I figured you would be here. No doubt Samuel fed you. Ready to go?"
"Wait...why is your bra off?" He moved and reached around, taking her bra from her.
She lifted her shirt a bit to show the bandages. "Just ran out of time to put it on when Mr. Daniels walked in. Seriously, it's freezing and I'm hungry. Let's go."
"Mr. Daniels?" He handed her back her bra, not bothering to get his shirt. Wrapping an arm around her he moved her to the car.
Leia crawled in the car and pulled him in, shutting the door. She waved to the driver and they started home. "My teacher and detention server. He thought you beat me," she smirked. "He gave me a first aid kit and that's what I did with my three hours."
His cheeks tinted as he looked down at her bra. "I see. I was afraid that I'd gotten too physical. You looked so sore today."
"I am, but nothing I can't handle. I just freaked out the teachers a little. I think I like Mr. Daniels. He didn't make me do any work and let me sleep in his class." She hopped out of the car when they pulled up to the villa. Rushing inside she looked at the maids. "Food, now, starving!" she whined.
There was a tray in one of the maid's hands waiting for her. Leia grabbed a fork and ate as she walked up to her room while the maid held her tray.
Patrick's stomach growled as he smelled the food. With her bra still in his hands he walked behind her, shaking his head as the maids danced about to her every whim.
"Did Samuel feed you or not?" Leia snapped her fingers and another tray appeared, this time, for Patrick. She walked in her room and pointed to her bed. The tray was sat down and she started stripping for a bath.
"They offered, but I figured that we could have a nice dinner together." So much for that idea. He took the tray, thanking the maid while watching Leia strip.
Leia stopped. "If you want a nice dinner together, then we will have a nice dinner." She nodded to the maids and the trays disappeared. She smiled then looked at him. "Go shower then we can meet for dinner."
"It's okay. You really don't have to go through all this trouble." Of course he thought it was rather cute how she changed her tune simply because he wanted it.
"Don't be silly. It's not that big of a deal. Now go shower because I'm really hungry," she smirked and started to her bathroom.
He was going to take a shower with her, but he was afraid he couldn't resist if he did. "I'll meet you downstairs," he promised. Heading to his room, he found that he was already stripping.
Leia got in the shower and let the hot water beat over her. It felt so good to have it over her even though it stung. She stayed in there until her stomach got the better of her and she had to get out. Going to her closet, she changed into her pajamas then walked down stairs. She sat at the head of the table like always and waited while the food was put on the table.
Patrick sat down in the seat closest to her, he was in his pajamas as well. Relaxing was one of the few luxuries, that and being with her. His hands stroked her leg beneath the table as their food was brought before them. "Thank you."
She nodded. "This is your home too, Mr. McClain. What you want...you get." She watched as their plates were filled then moaned as she started to eat.
"So tell me about this teacher?" He continued to stroke her leg even while he enjoyed the food. It was definitely worth the wait.
She shrugged. "What is there to tell? I woke up with him over me. He sat down with a first aid kit. Bandaged this," she said and pointed to her neck. "Asked a few questions then left me there to bandage myself. Three hours later he came back when I had my shirt off. I left and here I am."
He nodded slowly, smiling in between bites. "I wonder what the curriculum is like at those schools. I'm glad that you at least found someone there at the school besides Lilith."
She shrugged. "I slept the whole time."
He snickered. "I see. I had figured that much."
Leia ate three plates and by the time they were ready for bed, she was exhausted. For what? Who knew. She slept all day anyways. She moved to Patrick and slipped in his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Carry me to bed..."
He smiled at how small she seemed, pressed against him as she was. She was just a little child. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close. Pushing away from the table, he nuzzled her neck, trailing light kisses over her before starting to her bedroom.
Leia moaned into him. "Why can't you just be my teacher again? And this be one of the classes?" She yawned into him chest. "Sucks that I have to spend the rest of the week in detention...Lilith better keep her hands off you."
He smirked against her neck. "I could always teach you a few things."
As her eyes closed, she ran her hand up his chest. "I'm sure you can, Mr. McClain."
He shuddered at her touch. "Though you're probably far too sore to do anything."
She nodded. "Yes...you could break me tonight. I'm so very small and you are so very...not small..."
He coughed, his cheeks tinting as he nipped at her neck. "The teachers will talk if I bruise you any further. Though it would be ever so fun to teach you a lesson."
"I'm afraid I wouldn't be too much fun."
"Then I guess I will have to suffer until you are healed." Pushing open her door, he laid her down on the bed, his lips brushing over her.
Her eyes opened. How could she deny him when he was so...Patrick? She leaned forward and pressed her lips over his while pulling him down over her. He propped himself up, his hands on either side of her while he massaged her lips with his. His tongue begged for entrance. Leia opened her mouth for him as her arms wrapped around him. Every muscle was so well defined on him now. It made him seem bigger and her seem smaller. He was obviously older to those who saw.
He moved over her, straddling her as he dipped his tongue deeper into her throat. "I'll be good," he hissed when he pulled back. "I want you to be able to walk."
She only nodded to him. What was a few more bruises? What was a little more pain? It was all worth it to be with him like this.
His hands slid beneath her shirt, gently teasing her flesh. "I want you."
"I want you too, Mr. McClain," she whispered.
His lips found her neck, sucking gently on it, he wanted to make his mark for her teacher to see. When his hands found her breasts, they teased her already erect nipples. Leia winced lightly and shifted. Her nipples were still sore from the night before...everything was still sore from the night before. She moved her hands to his hips as she moved her legs apart for him to fall in between.
He watched as she winced. His hands stayed on her breast and he pressed his forehead against hers. "Not tonight," he sighed. "I want you to be healed so that I can play the teacher and you the naughty school girl."
She shifted again and slowly nodded. "If you think it's best. After all, you are the adult."
He nodded. He would make due with his hands. "May I sleep with you at least?"
"You never have to ask to share my bed, Mr. McClain. This bed is yours too."
He smiled and slipped beside her. His lower half ached, but he could deal with that. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her sweetly and tenderly. She moved into his touch, enjoying his arms. This would have been the perfect moment to say those special words...if they would only come out.
"Sleep," he whispered as he closed his eyes. He was exhausted from his work, but he didn't want to simply sleep and not have her tomorrow.
She nodded into him and bit her lip. No...those words wouldn't come out. She didn't think they ever would.