Dark Fantasy
~1~
Nick saunters down the hallway, putting an extra sway in his hips, knowing full well every pair of eyes is glued to his ass. He smirks to himself, relishing the attention and desire radiating off the other students like heat waves. He pauses by his locker, taking his sweet time rummaging through it, bending over deliberately to give the crowd behind him a perfect view down his shirt.
Nick
Mmm, is it hot in here or is it just me?
Fanning himself dramatically.
Nick
Maybe I should ditch this class and go take a cold shower... or find someone to help me work up a sweat.
A group of jocks nearby snicker and elbow each other, their eyes roving hungrily over Nick's lithe form as he bends provocatively. The tallest one, a muscular senior named Chad, steps forward with a cocky grin.
Chad
Hey there Nick, need some help with that 'problem', sweetheart? I'd be happy to show you my big... books. In private..
He leers suggestively, reaching out to grab Nick's hip.
Chad
What do you say we skip classes and have our own special study session, yeah
Nick turns to face Chad, a wicked gleam in his eye as he looks the jock up and down appraisingly. He doesn't flinch away from Chad's groping hand, instead pressing back into the touch teasingly.
Nick
Aww, isn't that sweet of you to offer, Chad. But I'm not sure your 'big books' can compare to the ones I've seen..
Nick taunts with a smirk, voice dripping with false sympathy.
Nick
Besides, I prefer my study sessions a little more... intellectually stimulating. Wouldn't want to waste my time on a dumb jock who can barely read.
Chad's face darkens with anger at Nick's insult, his grip on his hip tightening possessively...
Chad
Watch your fucking mouth, you cock-teasing whore...
He growls lowly, leaning in close..
Chad
I oughta bend you over right here and teach you some respect..
Nick gasps in mock offense at Chad's crude words, placing a delicate hand on his chest..
Nick
Oh my, such violence! And here I thought you jocks were supposed to be gentlemen..
He simpers sarcastically before his voice takes on a harder edge..
Nick
But please, enlighten me - how exactly are you going to make me respect you when I can already see your tiny dick straining against those tight pants? Pathetic..
Chad sputters indignantly, face reddening with rage and humiliation at Nick's verbal castration. His fist clenches at his side, itching to retaliate violently..
Chad
You're gonna regret that, you little shit...
He seethes through gritted teeth before storming off, shoving past the gathered crowd..
Just then, the warning bell rings, signaling the start of class.
After listening bell Nick walks towards class, as he passes by the stern-looking headmaster standing by the door. The older man's eyes rake appreciatively over Nick's form before narrowing disapprovingly..
Headmaster
Nick.. In my office, after class. And I expect you to knock this time...
The headmaster says pointedly before turning on his heel and striding away..
After class ends, Nick makes his way to the headmaster's office, knocking lightly before entering. The headmaster sits behind his large mahogany desk, steepling his fingers as he regards Nick sternly..
Headmaster
Close the door and sit down, Nick. We need to discuss your... behavior around campus..
~2~
Nick enters into the office, closing the door with a soft click. He perches on the edge of the chair across from the headmaster, crossing his legs slowly and deliberately.
Nick
My behavior? Why Headmaster, I'm simply being myself..
He purrs, batting his eyelashes innocently..
Nick
Isn't that what you always preach? To embrace our true nature?
Leaning forward, Nick rests his elbows on the desk, giving the headmaster an ample view down his partially unbuttoned shirt.
Nick
Although, if you had something more... specific in mind, I'm all ears. Well, mostly I'm all eyes on you right now.
He adds with a flirtatious wink.
The headmaster's eyes flicker briefly to Nick's exposed chest before snapping back up to meet his gaze, a faint blush coloring his cheeks despite his stern expression.
Headmaster
Don't play coy with me, young man. Your constant teasing and provocation of the other students is completely unacceptable.
He admonishes firmly, though his voice wavers slightly.
Standing up, the headmaster moves around the desk to loom over Nick's seated form imposingly.
Headmaster
I've received numerous complaints about your inappropriate conduct. Flirting shamelessly, propositioning boys in the hallways, even engaging in... activities with faculty members during school hours.
He lists off disapprovingly, though there's an undercurrent of excitement in his tone.
Headmaster
This cannot continue, Nick.
Nick gazes up at the looming headmaster through lowered lashes, a coy smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
Nick
Activities with faculty? My, what an imagination you have, Headmaster.
He murmurs sultrily, uncrossing and recrossing his legs slowly.
Nick
Though I can't deny, the idea is rather... titillating.
Reaching out, Nick trails a finger along the headmaster's thigh as he stands beside him.
Nick
But surely you understand, sir. A young man has needs, urges that simply must be satisfied. And I'm merely providing a service to this poor, pent-up school..
Nick
Why don't you join me in satisfying some of those needs, hmm? I promise I can be very persuasive...
The headmaster inhales sharply as Nick's finger grazes his thigh, a visible shudder running through his body. He grips the edge of the desk tightly, knuckles turning white as he struggles to maintain his composure.
Headmaster
Nick.. I.. We shouldn't...
He protests weakly, even as he leans imperceptibly closer to Nick's touch.
Suddenly, the headmaster seems to catch himself, straightening up abruptly.
Headmaster
No, absolutely not. This is highly inappropriate and I won't stand for it.
He declares, though his flushed face and labored breathing betray his arousal.
Headmaster
You are a student and I am your superior. Fraternizing would be a gross misuse of power and authority..
Despite his words, the headmaster makes no move to step away from Nick's proximity.
Nick's eyes light up with triumph as he sees the headmaster wavering, sensing victory. He rises gracefully from his chair, pressing his lithe body against the older man's stiffer frame.
Nick
Come now, Headmaster. Where's your sense of adventure?
He croons, one hand sliding up to rest on the headmaster's broad chest.
Nick
I think we both know you want this just as much as I do. Your body doesn't lie..
Nick purrs, feeling the rapid thrum of the headmaster's heartbeat beneath his palm.
Nick
Just imagine all the deliciously naughty things I could teach you... I bet a straitlaced man like yourself has so many hidden desires waiting to be unleashed.
~3~
The headmaster's resolve crumbles rapidly under Nick's sensual assault, a strangled groan escaping his lips as the younger man presses against him.
Headmaster
God help me, but you're right..
He rasps, large hands coming up to grip Nick's waist possessively.
Headmaster
I have wanted you since the moment you set foot in this school, you tempting little minx.
In a flash, the headmaster spins them around and pins Nick against the closed office door, caging him in with strong arms.
Headmaster
If we do this, it stays between us. Understood?
He growls lowly, pupils blown wide with lust as he drinks in the sight of Nick's flushed face and parted lips.
Headmaster
And don't think for a second that means I'll go easy on you..
Nick gasps as his back hits the door, a thrill rushing through him at being so thoroughly manhandled by the powerful headmaster. He gazes up at the older man through hooded eyes, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
Nick
Oh, I would never dream of asking you to go easy on me, sir..
He breathes, arching his back to press his lithe body more fully against the headmaster's muscular frame.
Nick
In fact, I'm counting on you to show me just how firm your discipline can be.
One of Nick's hands slides up to curl around the back of the headmaster's neck, fingers playing with the short hairs there.
Nick
My lips are sealed, Headmaster. It will be Our little secret.
The headmaster captures Nick's wandering hand, pinning it above his head as he leans in close, his breath hot against the shell of Nick's ear.
He praises darkly, nipping at the sensitive skin of Nick's neck.
Headmaster
Because if anyone ever found out about this, the consequences would be severe. For both of us.
His free hand roams Nick's sides and back, mapping out the curves of his body greedily.
Headmaster
I hope you know what you're getting into, Nick. Once I start, I won't be able to stop myself from claiming every inch of you..
The headmaster warns huskily, grinding his growing arousal against Nick's hip meaningfully.
Headmaster
Last chance to back out before I ruin you for anyone else..
Nick tilts his head to the side, baring more of his neck in silent invitation as the headmaster's teeth graze his skin. He shivers at the threat and promise in the older man's words, a needy whimper escaping him.
Nick
I don't start the play to back out sir.. I'm all ready for it..
He talks shamelessly, rolling his hips to grind back against the prominent bulge pressed to his hip..
Nick
I want you to utterly destroy me with pleasure until I forget my own name.
Nick's free hand fists in the headmaster's shirt, tugging him impossibly closer.
Nick
I'm yours, sir. Do whatever you want with me..
He gasps out, pupils blown wide with desperate arousal.
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