Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ School of Love ❯ Chapter Forty ( Chapter 40 )

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

"I don't love anything about him," Patrick muttered angrily, not bothering to hide his resentment as he wrapped his arms protectively around her.

"You don't even know him," Leia whispered against his chest. "Though if you did love him I think we would have bigger problems."

He snickered lightly, kissing her forehead just to remind himself that she was still his. "Yes, we would. I may not know him, but I do know that he's far too interested in you for my liking."

She pulled from him, fighting the sleep and the drug hazed mess. "Don't be so threatened. He's only my teacher and he only likes me as a student."

"I'm not...threatened. I just don't like his smug attitude and the way he touches you." When she glanced at him, he sighed and bowed his head. "Okay. I feel threatened."

"The way he touches me..." she smirked behind her mask. "Honestly, Mr. McClain, others have touched my far more intimately."

"Yes, but I have not witnessed others touching you. The only pervert I have witnessed touching you is myself, and I thoroughly enjoy that."

"Then close your eyes," she said smugly. Laying down, she pulled the covers up to her shoulders and pulled the pillow that Vince was using to herself. His scent was still lingering.

His eyes hardened, a soft groan escaping his lips. "Last night you said you had some questions for me. What are they?"

"Oh yes..." she said as she closed her eyes. "I wanted to know how it was fucking Lilith. I want to know exactly what happened and exactly how it felt. I want to know what was said and what was done, how she reacted and how she responded. I want ever small detail down to the very moans."

He should have kept his mouth shut. "Are you certain you want to know? I will tell you what I remember, but it will not be exact. I was nearly scared to death hours later when I found out you were kidnapped. Everything else sort of faded away."

"I don't ask question I don't want answers to."

"Very well then. I will tell you what I do remember." Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes to better recall their encounter. "First off. She's no virgin. I can attest to that. When I got there, our clothes came off. She spent great care sucking and licking my cock to the point that I was nearly ready to lose it. Then she stopped. She crawled over me, ran her nails down my chest and over my shoulder. She licked and sucked my chest and flesh before pushing herself down onto me. That went on for nearly thirty minutes before we finished. After which she was tired and fell asleep and I returned home."

Leia turned on her back and looked up at him as he sat next to her on the bed while she laid there. "That is not very detailed. You didn't tell me how you felt or how she reacted. You didn't tell me anything about what you two said to each other."

"There wasn't much to be said other than dirty things. She seemed to enjoy herself, or rather she enjoyed my cock. Most of the time I felt as if she was talking to it. I still find Lilith attractive, and I liked what she did, it felt good, and excited me, but there was no real emotion behind anything."

She nodded and turned on her side again, hugging her pillow and closing her eyes. "I can understand that. It's why I was fooling around with Nathan. He knew his way around my body very easily."

Looking down at her, he reached down and traced his fingers up her side. "I thought that I knew your body pretty well."

"Yes you do...to a certain extent."

"And what is that extent?"

She shrugged. "I'm tired, Mr. McClain. Ask me your silly questions tomorrow."

"Tomorrow never comes. It's always today," he sighed, quoting a line from a book as he started to get out of bed.

"By the way Mr. McClain..." she mumbled as she drifted off. "You should feel threatened. I've taken a liking to Mr. Daniels."

He stopped as he heard that. His eyes narrowed and every fiber of his being felt like a thousand firecrackers had just gone off inside of him. "When you wake, Leia. We need to talk."

She nodded slowly and slipped to sleep. She had little worry when she felt her mind drift off to dreamland.

As Patrick shut the door, he took a deep breath. Walking down to Rio's and Gabe's room, he knocked on their door. "May I come in?"

"Sure," Rio said as Gabe opened the door. "Though if you are here for advice about Leia you mind as well leave."

"I would not ask that, knowing how you feel about me. I came only to ask of your opinon of her new instructor. This...Vincent Daniels."

"Vince is a good man," Rio said closing his book.

Gabe sat down and pointed to the couch for Patrick to sit. "He seems to really care about Leia."

"So I'm the only one that doesn't like him then? That gets a weird vibe about him?" He moved and sat down on the couch , relaxing only slightly.

"The only reason you get a weird vibe around him is because you think there is a chance Leia could leave you for him," Gabe pointed out.

"He hasn't done anything to give us a reason to not like him. He pushes Leia to work hard for her grades and makes it interesting for her so she doesn't grow bored. He listens when she wants to talk and doesn't ask a million questions when she doesn't want to," Rio added. "Like I said, he's a good man."

"Behind every good man is a motive," Patrick told them. "He's interested in Leia. Far too interested...." Shaking his head, he cupped his temple. "I am thrilled that Leia is doing better in school, however, I do not like how he gets all touchy and feely with her."

"You were far too interested in her too, Mr. McClain. Now you live in her house, eat her food, spend her money, and share her bed....as well as another girl’s. If you ask me, being interested in Leia has its perks."

"No one should be with her because of the perks! I couldn't care less about her money. I just care about her."

Gabe sighed. "He never said you are with her for the perks just that being with her comes with perks. Maybe you are just pissed that Leia might actually one day move on from you."

"No," he said quickly. "If she chooses to be with someone else, then I will move aside. I won't get all pissy and touchy about it. I care about Leia, and I care about her enough to not stand in her way if she should find someone else.... I just pray that someone else isn't Vince Daniels."

"What do you have against him?"

"Besides the fact that he's getting all touchy feely with Leia? Probably nothing besides his smug attitude."

"Touchy feely? How so?"

"Nothing intimate. Simply caressing her face, playing with her hair while she's asleep, and just to her simple things."

Rio smirked. "You're upset that he's caressing her? It's not like his sticking his fingers in her vagina."

Patrick's cheeks turned blood red. "Don't say that!"

"Sounds to me you are nothing more than jealous. At the moment, she is more distant to you that her teacher. I don't even think you hold the title as her boyfriend anymore."

"We are only distant because we never get to be alone. I am still her boyfriend."

"You are distant because you fucked her childhood friend."

"Yes. That to."

They stayed like that for a long silent moment before Rio told him to leave because it was getting late. In the morning, Gabe was the one to wake Leia and give her the medicine. He stroked her head and smiled as she downed the stuff then put her mask back on.

"Look at this," Gabe said as he ran his hand over her forehead. "No fever this morning. The medicine must finally be working."

Leia nodded. "Thank God. I hate being stuck here all day and sleeping."

"I'll get you some breakfast," Gabe said before kissing her forehead and leaving her there once more.

Slipping on a shirt, he found that he didn't bother wearing pants. Going down to Leia's room, he knocked before entering. "I heard the news about your fever. How are you feeling?"

She shrugged. "Feverless?"

"I'm glad that you're at least getting better. I was afraid that you would never get any better."

"Yeah, me too."

He sat down on the end of the bed and stared at her, his eyes unwavering as he tried to read her. "Where do we stand?"

Her eyes narrowed. "That's a little random."

"Not at all given everything that has taken place; and given the fact that Mr. Daniels is attracted to you and you are growing fond of him."

"What is wrong with growing found of someone?"

"Nothing.I just want to know where we stand as a...couple. Something Rio said made me start thinking."

"Since when do you listen to anything Rio says? The guy has it out for you, Mr. McClain."

"He does. However, it did not help that you informed me that I should be threatened by Mr. Daniels."

She nodded. "You should. Mr. Daniels is very nice and we have a lot in common...and he remembers my mother."

"So I ask this again. Where do we stand?"

"In the same spot as before just with less trust and less intimacy."

"Wonderful," he sighed, still remembering her many vows of how nothing would change and that she wanted him to do it. "Well, I will be frank. I don't like Vince. Personally, I can't stand him. However, if you wish to do anything with him. Go on a date or such, I figure that what comes around goes around."

She looked him over. "I wouldn't need your permission to do what I want with Mr. Daniels however I would have told you beforehand. I have no intentions of doing anything with him and though I like him it is only a friendship kind of way. He knows this and now so do you. I only want you to feel threatened. I want you to know what it's like to watch someone you care about possibly leave you for someone else." She pushed her hair behind her ear. "Now you know why I told you to sleep with Lilith. It's exactly why you just said it would be ok to date Mr. Daniels."

He nodded slowly. "Aye...."

Slowly, Leia moved closer to him and pushed her mask against his lips. Pulling back she smirked. "Sucks to be scared that you'll be left for something better, huh?"

His lips curved slightly. "Aye, it does. Though I don't exactly agree that he is better."

She sat back. "You should. Because he really is. For me that is. Though...I never follow the rules and I don't do what’s best for me."

He didn't like hearing that. In all their conversations about Lilith he had never once said anything in comparison which would make her feel like a loser in comparison. "I guess that I should be grateful for small favors."

"Don't look so sad, Mr. McClain. You are still first on my list. That should be all that counts. Besides, I think Mr. Daniels likes me a little too much. He's tried to kiss me at least a dozen times."

"What?" Patrick's eyes narrowed, his hands balled into fists while violent images flooded his mind.

"Don't get all pissy. Nothing happened. Nothing will happen. He had a thing for my mother when he was my age. I was able to figure that out with how fondly he talks of her. However, I think he sees a lot of her in me so it me so naturally he would be attracted to me."

Great. He was a pedophile and this guy wanted to screw her mother. It was ridiculous. "I see. I guess it was just wishful thinking that I would get a chance to punch him."

"You get my full permission to do what you want to him if he pushes me to my limit."

He smirked at this and moved closer to her. "The password is 'sex'."

"Yeah, you still aren't getting any," she smirked while pushing him back.

He laid back on the bed and held his hands to his chest. "Why must you wound me so?"

"More fun for me."

On Wednesday, Leia went back to school. Mr. Daniels tried to spend as much time with her as he did when she was sick, but she stayed out of trouble so she didn't get detention.

Without work, Patrick sat at home.... He was rather bored, and came to the realization that he needed another job if he didn't want to go crazy. He worked off of Rio's laptop, printing out his resume with a few edits here and there. Maybe it was time to do some more teaching.

On Thursday, Leia came home slamming doors. Rio and Gabe came in behind her. "I don't understand how I got detention!"

Gabe looked at her. "You threw your book at the teacher and called him a jackass for not letting you leave for the bathroom..."

"I had to pee! He had it coming!"

Patrick poked his head in from the kitchen. "Who wouldn't let you use the restroom?"

"The second block teacher. He made a rule that no one leaves the classroom for the bathroom in his clas and Leia knew that," Gabe said.

Leia crossed her arms. "Either you are with me or against me and if you want to live in this house without death then you are with me! Got it!?!"

Patrick smirked. Grabbing Leia, he lifted her up and sat her down on the counter. Dipping his spoon in some freshly melted chocolate sauce, he twirled it about and held it to her lips. "Taste this and be quiet."

She opened her mouth and let the spoon in. Rio and Gabe went upstairs to do homework. "I'll be home late tomorrow since I have to stay after school." She licked her lips then dipped her finger in the sauce and brought it to her lips to stuck on it.

"I'll come pick ye up afterward. There's another school in the city over. I want to drop my application off." Leaning forward, his lips captured hers, his tongue tasting the chocolate in her mouth before pulling back.

Leia moaned. "Maybe you should think about opening your own resturant," she said.

He smirked as she moaned. "I'm not that good of a chef." Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her against him. Dipping down and tasting some of his sauce, he kissed her again, sliding his chocolate coated tongue into her mouth.

She opened her mouth in welcome as her legs parted while she sat on the counter so he could move closer to her. With her legs spread, he moved in between them. Holding her face with one hand, his tongue worked her, his other hand sliding down and up her thigh. Since he had slepted with Lilith, neither of them had really touched each other. Mostly because Leia made sure that contact wasn't allowed. She needed to forgive him completely before giving herself to him again. It didn't help that Lilith was giving her death glares in class. Leia knew her and Lilith were bound to get into a cat fight. His hand crept up higher, rubbing her through her panties. Their tongues circled each other, battling for dominance. He knew it was just a matter of time before she stopped this, before they would pull apart, but he wanted to savor these few seconds of pleasure they had.

Quickly, Leia grabbed his hand and pulled it out from under her skirt then pulled back from his lips. "That's far enough." Really, it was more of a test. Yes, she wanted him. And yes, she was insanely wet for him, however, she wanted to see how long he could go without sex. If he was still with her after that then she knew he would stick around...somewhat.

He rubbed his fingers together, feeling the juices from her panties on them. Breathing against her neck, he just nodded numbly. "Okay."

She pushed at his chest until there was a little distance between them. Slipping her finger into the chocolate, she sucked on it while looked at him. "Good stuff."

His cock throbbed painfully in his pants, his eyes took in her frame while he sighed. "I'm glad that you enjoy it. I was really just throwing things together."

She nodded then took off her school hat and her blouse, leaving her in her undershirt and stockings with her skirt. Dipping his fingers into the chocolate, he eyed her. Letting the chocolate drip onto her neck, he pushed her head to the side. His lips wrapped onto her flesh, gently sucking and licking up the chocolate. She bit her lip. He was playing really good at the game, and he knew it. Pulling at her skirt she moved her head to the side more, allowing his tongue to wash over her. Some of the chocolate drizzled down to her shoulder. He slowly pushed the strap of her undershirt off so that he could get to it. He nibbled gently, tasting both her and the chocolate.

"You play a very good hand, Mr. McClain. But I'm much better," she whispered as her hand moved down his chest to his cock, grabbing it roughly.

He groaned against her shoulder, whimpering at how rough and tight her grip was on his overly sensitive cock.

"Enough," she whispered in his ear and let him go.

Once more he whimpered, though this time it was due to the release of contact. "Okay. No more."

Hopping off the counter she grabbed her school bag. "I got homework. See you at dinner." Of course she wasn't going to do the damn homework. She was going to go to her room and get off. Climbing up the stairs she could feel the warm liquid slide down her thighs over her legs.