Crazy For My Tutor

! 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴!

I hear my classroom door open then shut.

"You're late." I say, not looking over at who it is. No one replies, so I assume they have already sat down and continue to write basic notes on my notepad. I'm soon proven wrong when I feel the sense of someone's presence beside me. I look out the corner of my eyes, only for a pair of legs to come into view. A note is placed beside my hand and for a quick second, my eyes evert to read it before turning back to the pair of legs.

"Go sit." I say, my voice more hoarse than I expected it to be and I watch as she walks away. She's wearing a plain, black hoodie which hangs off one shoulder, while her bottom half is barely covered by a short, summer skirt. As she turns to sit, she reveals that it's a dress.

Fuck.

Summer dresses are my weakness and she knows it. I catch a glimpse of her sweet, innocent smile as I move my eyes to read the note.

Please excuse the fact Miss. Marie is late. She was at the office.

Signed,

Mrs. P.

I rip the note up and chuck the small pieces of paper in the bin. I look back up to find the class still focusing on their work...besides Elaine.

I motion for her to open her laptop and begin her work, but she doesn't follow. I let out a rough sigh.

"Elaine, If you do not continue your work from yesterday, you will have to complete it after the end of the hour." I say, my eyes on my computer screen now. I don't bother to check whether or not she has done it, it's not my buisness anymore.

Multiple minutes go by before my students begin to hand in their work. I skim through everyone's emails to make sure enough has been done.

"Harry, mate. What is this?" I sigh, motioning towards my computer.

"Shit. Must have sent you the wrong one, sorry."

"Hurry up...If you've handed it in and I haven't called your name, you may leave." I say, scrolling onto the next assignment. Elaine.

I skim read what she's written, which is no more than ten lines, before looking up to where she's normally sat. She's not there. I look over at the door to see her flower covered arse almost walking out.

"Elaine." I say, my voice firm. Her head soon pops around the door frame.

She raises a brow at me and I motion for her to walk back in. My eyes remain on her work despite me not even bothering to read it.

"Go sit back down, get your laptop out and continue this until it is good enough."

She looks at me like I've spoken complete bollocks.

"I think it's good enough."

"I don't." I sigh.

"You never do. It's all just so I'm kept back after class." She mumbles.

I look around the room, a couple students who still have not left now stare straight back at me. I finally turn to look at Elaine, the muscles under my suit tensing.

"You have written ten lines worth of work, Elaine. If you wish, you can finish it anywhere else but my room. I do not care unless the work is not finished." I don't look anywhere else but her and she nods, twirling around and walking off to the back of the room.

I let out a deep sigh before continuing to read through the rest of the submissions.

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Just over fifteen minutes go by and the last student leaves my room except for Elaine who still sits at the back of the lecture room.

A small sorry comes from my classroom door before 2 girls walk into frame, both of them looking between me and Elaine as soon as they step foot through the door.

"Can I help?" I ask the two.

"We came for Elaine...We're meant to be going for lunch." One of them mutters, pointing to the women in question.

I look over to see her packing her things.

"Elaine? Are you done with your assignment?" I ask, not looking at the other two.

She looks back at me, her face dropping as her shoulders slump down.

"No?" I ask and she shakes her head in response. "Why are you moving then? Sit back down."

I hear her mutter something under her breath, but she's too far away for me to be able to even guess what it was she was saying.

"Sorry." One of the girls says before they both walk out and shut the door behind them.

"Have you eaten?" I ask Elaine when the random thought comes to my head. She looks up at me and nods before moving out of her seat. I raise my eyebrow at her, and she gives me a "What?" look.

"Don't get pissy at me." I sigh, watching her as she bends to look through books on my shelf. My eyes evert to the short fabric covering her arse without control and...Shit. She knows what she's doing...

I get up out of my seat and walk towards her. The corner of her mouth raises into a small smirk which is almost hidden by the way she's bent over and how her hair falls softly over her face.

I stand behind her, my cock only blocked from touching her flower covered ass by the short distance between us and my suit pants.

"What are you looking for?" I ask her, putting my hands into the pockets of my slacks.

"A microscope." She says, pulling a book out and reading the blurb.

"For what?"

"To see your microscopic dick, I think."

I roll my eyes, already being able to sense her smile.

I grab onto her hip, moving my hand further down slowly.

"You think?" I ask, giving her ass a small slap. One of her hands moves up to a shelf for balance at the same time a small moan leaves her lips.

"Hm? Answer the question, love." My voice is hoarse and rough as the words leave my lips.

"I kno-" I cut her off by slapping her arse again. The rest of her sentence is filled out by a whimper and her sweet, little noises are making blood rush to my cock.

I move closer, filling the gap between us as my dick comes into line with her ass. I bend down, taking the book from her hands and let it drop to the floor with a thud.

"Is this what you call microscopic?" I whisper into her ear as I grind my dick against her arse. A small whimper escapes her mouth.

"N-" She struggles to speak as I grind into her again, moving my hand up her body till it finds her nipple through the soft fabric of her dress.

"I want this off." I kiss her ear as I tug on her dress. I grab onto her hip and spin her around. Her eyes are hazy but bright and she's biting onto her lower lip. I push her chin up with my other hand, using my thumb to unhook her plump lip.

"Take it off." I demand, looking her in her eyes.

She doesn't break eye contact as she slowly pushes the fabric of her dress down to her hips.

I move my eyes down her body and fuck...

She's beautiful.

I look up at her, my face level with her chest now.

"Can I?" I ask, my voice deep.

She nods, dragging her lip between her teeth.

Within seconds my mouth is on her tits, sucking, licking, and nibbling at her skin. Her soft whimpers fill the silent room, making my dick throb and her hands pull on the hair at the back of my neck.

"Fuck.." She moans, tugging on my hair until I'm looking up at her. I have no time to question what's she doing before it's answered with her lips smashing into mine. Her lips are soft but her mouth is desperate and needy. I hook my hands around her thighs and pull her up against my body so she's wrapped comfortably around my waist. I walk us over to my desk chair, pulling away to catch my breath for only a second until I'm then back on her and deepening the kiss, using my tongue to open her mouth wider so I can explore. I bite down on her lower lip, causing her to whimper and my hands trail up her thighs until they sit snugly on her ass.

I suddenly pull away from the kiss, feeling her bare skin against my palms.

"You're not wearing anything underneath?" I ask, my body trying to get air back into my lungs.

She shakes her head as she takes one of my hands and guides it to her front. Fucking hell.

Her eyes are soft and begging, matching the way her pussy throbs against my hand. A small smirk plays on my mouth as I smash my lips back into hers. She gasps before returning the kiss to me.

I trail my hand further down till I reach where I want to be. I use my thumb to circle her clit slowly and she moans into my mouth as I tease her with the tip of my finger, leading her to try and lower herself down.

"Please." She moans, catching a breath before kissing me again.

"Please what?" I ask her, pushing my finger in further. Just as she's about to speak, I push in another finger and begin pumping them in and out of her. She struggles to kiss me back as she puts her hands on my shoulders.

I stop and let her take control, enjoying myself as I watch her tits bounce from her rough movements and listen to her noises of pleasure.

"That's it, love." I whisper, putting my spare hand on her hip.

She uses my shoulders for further support as she moves her body up and down faster. I feel her pussy tighten around me and so I take control, using my spare hand on her hip to push her up and down against my hand faster and harder.

"Oh god.." She moans. "Fuck!"

I watch her as her head falls back and her body begins to tremble on mine.

I whisper into her ear, pulling her mouth back to mine as I let her ride out her high.

I feel her hands as they slide down my chest and onto my thighs. She pulls back, biting her bottom lip again, already showing she's ready for more.

"Please..." She says, tilting her head slightly as one of her hands runs over the fabric covering my rock-hard cock.

I take no time unbuttoning my suit pants and pulling down my underwear until my dick is out.

Her eyes go hazy as she takes a hand and softly runs it up and down my cock. I let out an uneven breath and watch as a bead of pre-cum dribbles down the length of me. Elaine takes her finger and scoops it up before sliding her finger into her mouth. Without control my head falls back and I let out a soft groan.

"Middle draw. Condom." I mutter, turning back to look at her as she does what I say.

I hold my hand out, but she slaps it away, undoing the wrapper herself before carefully sliding it onto my thick length.

I watch her as she lifts herself up, aligning her entrance to my cock. Before she goes further, I pull her close and peck her on her mouth. I have no time to do anything myself before she slams herself down onto me.

"Shit." I groan, placing my hands onto either side of her waist. My eyes remain on where our body's connect, my member slowly disappearing again into her pretty little cunt.

She lets out a soft moan as she guides herself all the way up until only my tip sits in her, but then she slamming herself back down again.

I grip onto her hips more firmly before taking dominance and thrusting into her harder and faster. Her hands come to sit on my shoulders as her fingers dig deep into my skin through my shirt.

Our moans fill the room, as well as the sound of our body's coming into contact.

"More..." She moans, resting her head into the hollow of my neck. I feel her soft, weak kisses against my skin and they only making me want more of her.

"Madisette.." She moans my last name and I slow down my pace, tightening my grip on her hips.

"Zion. Not Madisette." I say, slowly building my pace back up. She lets out the prettiest sound I've ever heard as she digs her head further into my neck.

"I want to hear it." I groan. "Say my name, Elaine." I lift us both up only to place her on my desk and flip her over so she's on her elbows.

I smash my member back into her, making it hard for her to even get a letter out.

"Fuck.." I mutter, tilting my hips up and hitting her G-spot. "Say my name. I want to hear it come out of your pretty little mouth."

I wrap her hair around my hand like a rope and give her head a small tug.

"Zi-" She cuts herself off by moaning.

"Who's fucking you, Elaine?" I ask her, continuing the rhythm of my thrusts.

I feel her pussy tighten around my cock and I watch as her eyes roll to the back of her head for a split second.

"Who's making you cum all around their cock?" I add, moving my hand around to her front and adding pressure to her clit.

"I'm going to cum.." She whispers in the smallest voice.

"I want to hear my name come off of those lips first." I say it as I rub her clit and kiss her neck.

"Please.." She whimpers, her legs trembling to the point she can no longer hold herself up. I support her with a hand between her chest.

"Who?" I repeat myself, thrusting into her harder.

"Zion!" She cries as her body loses all sense of control and she comes all around my cock.

I ride her orgasm out, chasing my own as I remove my hand from her clit, using it to now hold onto her body as I fuck her to my preferred pace.

"Fuck... baby." I moan, pumping myself into her still trembling body.

"Say my name again.." I breathe at the same time a small moan escaped her lips.

"Zion..." She moans loudly and her voice makes me come undone. My body shivers and becomes limp, my muscles tensing over her. A soft groan leaves me as I drop myself onto her back, leaving our body's still conjoined.

We both lay in silence, catching our breaths. I give us a couple minutes before pushing myself up and off of her, pulling my softened cock out of her at the same time. I dispose of the condom in the bin and pull my clothes up and on, watching Elaine as she lays limp on my desk, giving me the perfect view of her dripping cunt. I look away as I feel blood start to rush to my cock again. I know there's no time for round two.

"Get dressed." I say, standing behind her. I wrap an arm around her chest and pull her up so she's standing. Her dress flops back down to her waist, leaving her tits still on show. I cup one in my hand and pull her body flush against mine.

"Want help?" I whisper into her ear. I wait for her to nod before pecking her on the temple. I then let go, giving her tit a squeeze and continuing to help her with her dress.

When she's fully clothed, she turns herself around.

She looks as though she's about to say something, but looks back down to her feet. Does she regret it?

I watch her as she walks back to her desk and collects her bag. She struggles slightly while walking, and her inner thighs are clearly dripping with cone...

"You can't walk out like that." I say, pulling her back to me as she walks past.

"Why not?" She says, her eyes connecting with mine.

"You're..." How the fuck do i say this?..

"Can you not feel it?.." I ask her, cupping her cheek.

"I can feel everything." She says, smiling.

"Sit." I tell her, pointing towards my desk. She sits at the same time I sit in my own chair an I open my middle drawer, pulling out a towel.

"Open." I say, already pulling her legs apart myself. I wipe away the now drying cum that sits on her thighs, not making eye contact or thinking about the fact that I'm face to face with her pussy.

Once I'm finished, I tell her to stand up and she begins to walk off again.

"I didn't say leave...Hold on a minute." I stand up, taking the hoodie off from the back of my chair and walking over to her. She stares up at me, blinking with confusion. I ignore her as I wrap it around her waist, dragging my hands around her for longer than necessary. I cup her face and give her a short kiss. It's not meant to mean anything other than a goodbye. I refrain myself from kissing her again and let her leave, the only feeling left of her being her pussy wrapped around my cock.

"What took you so long?" Kayla asks me as we step through our dorm room door.

"I didn't understand it." I lie, grabbing a fresh set of clothes from my closet.

"Right..."

I look over at her, my face flat and not showing any hints of what happened back in the lecture room.

"What? You're looking at me weird." I say, now turning towards the bathroom.

"Nothing...nothing. All I'm saying is that I don't believe a word you're saying." Her voice is quiet due to us being in separate rooms.

I roll my eyes in the mirror at her response. I strip out of my dress, getting a breath full of Zions cologne and I smile to myself as I change into something more comfortable.

"Why did he send me and Evelyn out?" Kayla questions me after I walk out the bathroom.

"How am I meant to know? Ask him yourself tomorrow." I say, taking a seat on my bed, "What do you think I'm lying about?"

"That nothings going on between you and Mr. Madisette. It's not high school, teachers don't keep students behind if they don't finish." She says and I look over at her, keeping eye contact.

"I swear on my dog's life that there's nothing going on, he gave me the option to leave and do my work elsewhere, but I chose not to."

"Isn't your dog dead?" Kayla asks me in the most curious way.

"I have 2 dogs." And I'm swearing on the 3rd one that may or may not be dead.

"I still don't believe you." She mutters, crossing over from her bed to mine with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders.

"Why not?" I ask her, staring up at the ceiling.

"Well, Where should I start?" I shrug in response. "Okay...well...Firstly, He's hot as fuck and he's got alottt of money..." She trails off.

"So?" I raise my eyebrow at her.

"So...you're crazy if you aren't taking the chance of seeing how big his dick is when you and he are the only ones in the room! Especially when It's after On-campus time." She says it like she's imagining it herself and I force myself not to tell her a thing.

"He's our teacher, Kayla." And you let him fuck you with his hand and cock? I almost groan at the thought, but I refrain myself.

"But he's only 12 years older than you! Not a big difference. Also...he's hot." She beams over at me, obviously forgetting she's already told me that.

"Sorry for letting you down." I sigh, sitting up and patting her shoulder. "Now go and sleep." I shove her off the bed and she lands on the floor with a big "oof".

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"You're late, Elaine!" Kayla says, shaking my sleeping body.

"Okay..." I mumble, turning over to fall back asleep. She doesnt stop shaking me.

"You've missed half a day!" She cries. "Wake the fuck up!"

I wipe a hand against my face before pushing my body up with limp arms. I look over at the clock that lays on my side table and read the time.

12:05PM.

Shit. I'm late.

"Why didn't you wake me up sooner?" I practically shout, rushing out of bed and shoving on a pair of joggers that lay on the end of my bed.

"You wouldn't wake up!" She sighs, jumping onto her own bed. "It's like someone fucked the energy out of you..." She mumbles, clearly not over yesterday's topic. I ignore it, changing the subject already.

"Is it hot or cold?" I ask, looking over at her. She raises her eyebrow in question. "Is it warm out or cold?" I ask again.

"Oh! Uhm...pretty hot." She says, opening her laptop.

I rush to take my jumper off, not bothering to put a bra on and rush out our dorm door in joggers and a short tank.

As I walk through the Science block doors, I check my phone for what lesson I have.

12:00: Math.

01:05: Buisness.

Okay. That's fine.

I walk through the halls until I reach my class and stand outside the door, contemplating whether I should just skip or walk in and act like everything is normal. I've only ever been late to Mr. Madisette. Well, Zion. I chose to just walk in.

"Thank you for joining us, Miss. Marie." My teacher says, side eyeing me from her desk.

"Sorry." I mutter as I walk over to my seat. I glance around the room, noticing a couple people looking at me, but I ignore them. It's most likely because I was late. I hope so....Zion wouldn't have said anything, right?

I decided to pay attention to class, seeing as I missed almost a quarter already. I grab my laptop and notebook out of my bag before laying them neatly across my desk and starting my work.

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Class is over after what felt like hours, and I meet Evelyn outside.

"Kayla told me about Sir." She wiggles her eyebrows at me as we walk down towards business, which unfortunately for me, is his class.

"You know she's a hopeless romantic, and that he's our teacher, right?" I give her a stern look.

"Oh...oh. Okay. You don't want your relationship to be known. Got i-" I cut her off by slapping her arm playfully.

"Shut up."

"That one hurt..."She whines and I roll my eyes at her. We both come to a halt when we reach the classroom door, knowing it's probably locked as we got here early.

"I swear, nothings going on between us..." I hold out my pinky. She goes to connect our pinkies, but it's smacked away by a larger, veiny hand. Both our heads snap in the direction of who it is and we come face to face with Mr. Madisette.

"What are you swearing on?" He says, looking between us two.

"Nothi-" Now I get cut off.

"That there's nothing going on between her and a guy. Not you, Of course." She says, her cheeks going bright pink. She can never keep her cool...

"Hm..." He gives me the side eye, "Who?" His eyes move from mine to Evelyns.

"No-one." We both say in union and I give Evelyn a smile, thanking her for not spoiling.

Sir's eyes move from hers back to mine again, the eye contact lasting longer than necessary.

"Get in." He speaks, his voice firm. Evelyn raises her eyebrows at me in shock, seeing how his tone changes so quickly and we both walk in together.

I feel a hand slip along my hip before disappearing and I look back to see his smirk.

"Take your seat. We will start once the rest are here." He says, now not paying attention to me.

After a couple minutes, more people come flooding into the room, taking their seats and Sir begins his class. Half the time, I'm distracted by him and Evelyn and not paying attention to the work.

At this time, I'm being diverted to Evelyn, who keeps mouthing something like "He keeps looking at you" and wiggling her eyebrows, again...

"Elaine." His firm voice comes back into focus. "Pay attention."

I nod, everting my eyes back to my laptop where my unfinished assignment lays. I hear the quiet snicker of Evelyn's laugh from the other side of the room and try to ignore it, but obviously she finds something so funny that she can't hold it in.

"Evelyn. I'm going to have to ask you to leave if you carry on." Sir sighs, already fed up and It's not even half way through the lesson.

"Sorry." She says, following it with a wheeze. I remain composed and sit with my head down, refusing to look anywhere but the table. If I do, I will turn out just like Evelyn.

Soon the small wheezes come to a stop and Sir seems to relax more, continuing on the lesson. I look around the class, most people are taking notes, one's asleep and another 3 are chatting to each other. Then I see Evelyn and she sees me. I watch her as she points to Sir's computer.

"What about it?" I mouth and she points further up to where a post-it sits. I squint my eyes to read it.

02456 35-

I try to finish reading what it says, but the post it notes is soon taken away. I look up to find Mr. Madisette looking straight back at me. I raise my eyebrow at him as he continues to speak to the rest of the class, his hand slipping the post-it into his back pocket.

My mind goes back to what the note said.

02456 35...

Wait, shit! How the fuck did he get that?...

I look over at Evelyn and she's looking at me, giving me the same look Kayla gives me when she doesn't believe a word I say.

"I don't know how he got that." I mouth, pleading with my eyes for her to believe my every word.

"How else would he get your number?" She mouths back and I dramatically shrug. She obviously doesn't agree and turns her head to ignore me.

I spend the rest of the lesson, staring at my half finished assignment.

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"Do not tell Kayla, please." I say as we exit the class. I would go to ask him how the fuck he got that, but I would rather speak to him by myself. So I have freedom of what I say.

"I'm telling her." She mutters, "She might even know where he got it. She had him earlier today."

"I guess so...but you guys can not mimic me for it, especially when it's not true. And no blackmailing." I say.

"Okay...do i need to sign a contract as well?" She asks sarcastically. I roll my eyes.

We walk off towards our dorm, not speaking any further. I guess she's tired of me trying to prove my innocence. But, I can't have people knowing about any of what happened. It was a mistake, one which I maybe would make again. But that's besides the point. As we walk, my mind goes racing back to what happened. Me sitting on his lap, him whispering in my ear, kissing my neck. The thought of his fingers pumping in and out of me makes my body weak, and I almost topple over, but I regain my stepping.

"Are you ok?" Evelyn asks me, holding our dorm room door open for me.

"Yea, tripped on the carpet." I say, even though there's no carpet to trip on.

"Okay..."

I walk into the room, being greeted by Kayla.

"Hi!" She beams at both me and Evelyn. I nod and take a seat on my bed, the throbbing between my legs growing more intense as my mind goes over every detail. I try to knock it all out of my head, but It doesn't go.

"Elaine?" Kayla waves her hand in my face, half pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Are you okay?" She asks, pulling her hand up to my head. Her cold hand makes me jump.

"Shit! Sorry, just...thinking. I left something in maths. I will be back in a few!" I say, jumping out of bed and shoving a jumper on.

"Do you want us to come?" Both of them ask. I have no time to reply as I'm out the door in seconds.

I don't even know what I'm doing, or why I'm doing it, but I am. I rush down the building's stairs till I'm met with the cool air. It's 4pm in winter, and the sun is already starting to go down...

I rush towards the Social Studies block, trying to warm myself up by wiping my hands up and down my arms. It doesn't work, but I keep doing it anyway.

I push the building door open, the halls still being cold. They really should put heating in the corridors...

I find my way to Zion's room, opening the door and rushing into the warmth of the classroom. I'm met with darkness, besides the small lamp that sits on his desk. I stare at him to find him sleeping. His chest rising and falling to his soft breathing.

What do I do?...

I stand in the same spot for a good couple seconds, my body still shivering from the cold before deciding to walk over. When I get to where he's sitting, I place my hand onto his shoulder, trying to move myself into his lap but he jolts. His eyes flutter till they rest half opened. He says nothing and only moves his hand up to my hip and lifts me up into his lap himself.

"You're shaking.." He whispers, rubbing his hands up and down my arms, and for some odd reason, it warms me up...

I dig my head into his neck, enjoying the feel of his company. The thought of why I really came is long gone and I'm left with feeling all fuzzy. I feel my body relax into his and he rests his head on mine.

"Why are you here?" He whispers, his voice barely audible over the beat of his heart that vibrates beneath my head. I stay quiet, closing my eyes.

His hand comes up to my head and he runs his fingers through my hair, not trying to push an answer out of me.

We sit like this for many minutes before I come to the conclusion we both will have to go back to our own beds in the end. I pull back and look up at him. I move one of my hands to his back before pushing into his back pocket and pulling out the post-it. He tries to snatch it off from me, but I pull my hand further away and out of his reach.

"Who gave you this?" I ask, not looking at the paper.

"Why?"

"It's my number. Why and how do you have it?" I repeat my question. He only smirks down at me sleepily.

"Look at the paper, Elaine." He says, pulling me back into his chest and hooking his thumb in the pockets of my joggers. I open the note, confused on why I'm suddenly allowed to look at it and read it.

02456 353 716

Elaine's number, If you want it.

I look back up at him.

"I know what it is, this still doesn't answer my question." I mutter, turning my upper body to stick it back on his desk.

"I would have thought you recognized your friend's handwriting." He whispers, that smirk not leaving his face. Oh...?

Kayla...fucking bastard.

"What if I don't want you to have it?" I ask him, raising my eyebrow.

"I'm having it anyway." He sighs, lifting me off his lap and getting up himself.

"Wow, Okay..." I let out a long breath.

"Is that why you came?" He asks, picking his coat and phone up and I hesitate to speak.

"No." I say. I watch him as he raises his eyebrow at me.

"Why'd you come then?" He asks again.

"It doesn't matter." I mutter, following him to the door. He doesn't continue the conversation but turns around abruptly.

"Put this on." He says, chucking his coat into my arms. I stare down at it for a good couple seconds, debating on whether to see if it smells like him or to just put it on. I save myself some dignity and put it on. I look up at him to see him laughing at me. The coat is way too big...but I won't complain.

He holds the doors open for me as we walk out the building together. I expect nothing but a small goodbye as we part ways, but he surprises me by pecking my on the lips and forehead. And I'm left smiling all the way back to my dorm.

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I get to my dorm room and quietly open the door. The room is dark besides the light shining off from Kayla's laptop, lighting her face up . I look over to see Evelyn sleeping...thank god.

"What took you so long?" Kayla whispers as I go to sit in bed. I see her raise her brows at me, and I already know she knows the answer.

"Why did you give him my number?" I whisper back.

"So you admit you were with him?" She gives me a sweet, innocent smile.

"No."

"Who's coat is that?" She asks. I look down at the coat I'm currently drowning in and then stare back at her.

"Okay...you have to admit you already knew. He took my number from you. That's already a clear hint." I sigh, keeping my voice low so I don't wake Evelyn up. If she woke up to me and Kayla talking about whose coat I'm wearing and where I was, she wouldn't let me live it down...

"I know. I still want to hear it come from you." She smirks at me, closing her laptop and making the room complete darkness.

"Now go to sleep, I dont want you waking up late again." She mutters. I hear the sound of her moving over and getting comfy. I then lay myself down in bed, still being consumed by Zion's coat. Everytime I breathe I get a hint of his scent, and It makes me smile as I fall asleep.

!ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ!

I open my apartment door and I'm greeted by my dog. His tail smacks against my leg as he turns around in circles by my feet.

"Hello, mate." I say enthusiastically as I pat him on the head before walking off towards the kitchen. The sound of his paws against the laminate floor follows me.

I walk into my kitchen and grab a cold bottle of water from the fridge before walking back in the direction I came from, only this time going towards my bedroom. Harley, my dog, jumps up onto my bed and lays down, his tail thumping against the sheets.

"Down." I say to him, pointing at the floor. He follows my command well, so I feed him a treat and give his ears a rub. I watch him as he walks off towards his bed and gets comfortable there. I take my time before going into my bathroom. I shut the door and lock it, even though no one else lives here besides me.

I slip my shirt off and pants so I'm left in my underwear before flicking the shower on. I stare at myself in the mirror as I wait for the water to warm up. Out of the corner of my eyes, I see a small hint of yellow in the reflection of the mirror and as I turn my head, I come to realise it's the post-it from earlier.

Fuck, I forgot about that.

I grab my pants and pull the note out before running my eyes over the digits. The thoughts of calling her tonight run through my head.

I shake the thought away and strip down till I'm left wearing nothing. I jump into the warm shower, wash my hair and then my body. During it all, the thoughts of Elaine come back and soon they escalate and my minds running free. My head races to thinking about her in the shower with me, on her knees, sucking me off. And before I can stop myself, my hands on my cock, softly pumping up and down my thick length. I close my eyes and put my free hand against the wall of the shower, increasing my rhythm's pace. My heads falls down between either one of my shoulder, facing where my hand comes in contact with my dick and my soft pants fill the silent room.

"Elaine..." I moan her name, pumping my cock harder. I imagine it's her hand and not mine, and that's what knocks me over the edge. I let out a groan as I come undone, watching my cum squirt against the tiles of my shower.

A small sigh leaves my mouth as I try to catch my breathe again and I turn my head to stare at the yellow piece of paper sitting on the bathroom counter. I debate whether I should call or text her, but I agree on texting as she's probably asleep.

I wash down my shower before getting out and drying myself down. The sound of the lock goes as I push the door open to be greeted by a wagging tailed dog again. I would bend down and give him some love, but I'm wearing nothing but a towel...

I walk towards my dresser and drag my phone of the smooth wooden top. I drop my towel somewhere on the floor of my room and slide myself into bed with the paper in hand. I go in to type her number. I copy every digit before hitting the "message" button.

11:45pm: Me: Hi, It's Zion.

I stare at my phone, waiting for the little bubble to come up, but it doesn't. I look at the clock on my wall, It's been a minute...

What am I doing?...

I let out a rough sigh and chuck my phone onto the other side of my bed. I pull my duvet cover up till it covers my naked body and close my eyes to fall asleep.

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I wake up to the feel of something large jumping onto my body and my eyes dart open only to see my dog. The sound of my alarm rings from somewhere on my bed, but I'm unable to move with a huge fucking dog on my lap. I give him a good amount of attention before calling him to get off the bed and as he does, I reach for my phone. I click "Stop" and the alarm screen goes away, revealing a message from Elaine.

I check the time before opening her message.

5:06AM.

2:48AM: Elaine: Hey.

2:50AM: Elaine: I can't sleep, are you up?

2:51AM: Elaine: No? Ughhhh.

Bloody hell.

I laugh slightly at her exaggeration before stopping myself. I shouldn't be laughing, not even smiling.

I push myself out of bed, ignoring her messages. We will get to speak later on campus.

I get myself ready and dressed in a navy blue suit and then head out the door after feeding the dog and giving him a quick kiss on the head.

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As I pull up to the staff parking, I'm greeted by one of the female teachers.

"Hello, Mr. Madisette." She smiles, flicking her blonde hair behind one of her shoulders. I give her a greeting nod and walk off in the direction of my work building, but the sound of her heels clicking against the tarmac follows me before getting louder and louder. I let out a sigh, only one I can hear as I see her pull up next to me.

"Can I help you, Madalyn?" I ask, my voice flat. I hope it gives her a good fucking hint.

"I was wondering if you could pop into my class today? Help out some of the students...maybe stay aft-"

"I'll see if I can come in for a couple minutes. My schedule is busy." I mutter, cutting her off.

"Thank you, you know you could always stay after." I see her head look up at me from the corner of my eyes, but I ignore her odd smirk.

I speed up my pace in walking and when I get to the door of the Social Studies building, I shut the door on her. When she opens it for herself and shouts my name, I reply with an awkward smile.

"Sorry, I thought you'd stopped following me.." I shout.

I rush myself towards my classroom, locking the door behind me and I wait for class to begin.

About 25 minutes go by before students start walking in, and I find myself staring at the door, waiting for Elaine. I quickly look away, focusing on my computer screen and open the assignment for today's lesson.

I'm then left with nothing to do, so I look around the room to see if I could do something. I spot Kayla and another girl sitting in one corner of the room, but It's not Elaine. She's ginger with freckles that run across her nose and cheeks. She's wearing glasses, but it's still definitely not who I'm looking for. I choose to go check whether Elaine has marked herself in this morning at the front desk and as I pull up her profile, I'm met with the word "ABSENT".

Fuck.

I ignore it for the time being and begin the lesson. I can't be caught up with Elaine every second of the day is what I say to myself for the rest of the hour.

"Open the assignment, complete it. You can ask me for help at any time, or you have the books at the front of the room." I say above all the chatter. Soon everyone falls silent and a couple of them get up and scan the bookshelf before sitting back down, But Elaine never walks through the door. And her profile never updates.

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As the class packs up, I call Kayla over.

"What?" She asks, staring at me and than scanning my desk.

"I didnt ask for you." I nod at the other girl, telling her to shoo. Her eyes bulge out for a good second before she turns around and walks out the class without saying a word. I look back at Kayla to see her eyebrow raised.

"What then?" She asks again, crossing her arms.

"Where's Elaine?" I question her.

"Why do you want to know?" She raises her eyebrow further.

"Stop raising your eyebrow. You look stupid. And she still needs to complete her assignment, even if she's ill."

"You don't have to lie to me, I already know. But, shes sleeping in. She will be in next period I think." She shrugs.

She knows? Elaine told her? I didnt know she would already be telling people...I'm absolutely fucked.

"Right, okay. Thank you. Tell her she needs to finish her assignment." I sigh, pulling myself up out of my chair.

"Text her that. I won't be seeing her till tonight." She mutters as she leaves the room, waving her hand goodbye.

Great.

I pull my phone from my pocket and open our messages. I type out a quick text before sliding my phone into my back pocket and grabbing my cup from my desk. I lock my door on the way out.