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Lessons from a student (Me and Chokuro)

Adonis really only looked up from his notes to get more notes. Sure, his eyes would flicker to the man once or twice ... or quite a few times ... but that was nothing out of the normal for him. He always liked to look at the man and that would not change - awkward moments or not.

By the end of class, his hand hurt. It ached from the many notes and the other doodles he had done too, but that was not too bad. It was better than rushing to get work done. He shuffled everything into his bag and then stood up from the chair. HIs arms stretched above his head and he let out a soft little groan at the sensation of his back cracking. He headed toward the door, his friends already caught up with him, talking about this and that of what they had done the night before. Apparently a few went to a bar or so ... God how he hated to hear their stories of female conquest.​
 
Adrien walked out of the class room after all the students had left. He locked the door to his class room and headed to the tea room to make him self a coffee before walking back to the the science staff room with his mug in his hand. He spent the lunch hour eating his home made sandwich and sipping his coffee. He didn't have a class next so he worked on a class plan for last period before spending some time relaxing and chatting with the other teacher's. A few of the teachers here were much older then him, probably retiring in a few years. They would probably be getting some new life in the school, maybe even a few females.
 
THe end of hte day came and Adonis glaldy made his way back up to his dorm. He disappeared into the room, closing the door behind him. He went to his desk and began to work on his homework, just needing something to distract himself. He still could not believe that he had kissed Mr. McDonald. He had not meant to, but he did. His body just took over his mind. He was still beating himself up over the kiss. What if he did not come back? Or what if he told someone and he was kicked out for sexually harassing a teacher? well, he supposed if that would happen, it would have happened already. He did not know amymore. He knew he wanted to kiss him again, though. His lips were just ... so soft. They were to nice to connect with, and he really would not mind doing it aga-- NO! Bad. Bad thoughts... Very very bad thoughts.​
 
After eating a nice meal for dinner at home, Adrien drove back to the school and parked his car. Dressed similar to how he had been the previous day, black pants, white button up shirt, he headed to Adonis's dorm and once more knocked on the door, waiting for it to be opened. He hoped that tonight would perhaps be free of any dramas.
 
Adonis stood up from the table at the knock, his arms stretching above his form while making his way toward the door. He opened it up, resting his hip against the side of the door. "Hey." He said, smiling warmly as he took a step back, giving the man enoguh room to enter the dorm. Once he was inside, he closed the door with a gentle little bump of his hip. His arms loosely folded over his lower torso as his hip bumped the door closed. He turned to look at the man and he began to walk toward him. "How about for now, you dance alone. It'll help you to learn how to move your feet without being worried about trampling mine."​
 
Adrien looked at him and said "Sure, thats fine with me". He waited for him to put the music on and began to move about the room, as best as he could. He tried is best to remember the steps from the last night but he would need to be corrected as at ties his foot placing would be incorrect and his hands would be in the wrong position.
 
Adonis watched the man, trying to see if he could remember without him. He would not be with him when he had to dance for whatever reason it was. He moved behind the man, positioning his hands where they should be and he lightly rested his hands upon the other's hips. "Like this." He said, beginning to move him slowly around the room. When he needed to move a foot, he would press his knee to the back of the leg that needed to be moved.​
 
Adrien took his corrections and applied them to his best of his ability, but he still made a few mistakes along the way, making him grow a little frustrated with him self and his apparent lack of skill in dancing.
 
Adonis let the man go off on his own for a little while, his eyes to his hips and feet for hte most part, only randomly flicking to his face before returning right back. He kept his gaze to his feet for a while and shook his head. "Here..." He said softly, moving over to the man and he stood behind him. His hands rested below his arms that were in front of them, beginning to move him with his feet, his front pressed to the back of the man, eyes closed as he silently took in the other's scent and how lovely he truly did feel.​
 
Adrien felt him come up behind him. He could not help but feel a little nervous when he came so close. He hoped this would not result in an incident like the one from the night before. He began to move with him slowly as he danced, trying his best to learn the steps by heart and get them right.
 
Adonis kept his eyes to the back of the man, resisting the urge to wrap his arms around his hips. He really wanted to hug him and hold him. He let his eyes slip closed a little, leaning toward the other and taking in the scent of his hair softly. He pulled away and then moved to the front of him, figuring the temptation would go away. He moved and made sure that the man's hands were where they should be, leading him in the steps of the feet. He moved and showed the man where his feet should go, not liking the fact that he wanted to pounce him.​
 
Adrien felt the mans hands still around him. He seemed to be moving his head closer to the back of his. He bit his lower lip nervous that he might do something again. He was received when he moved back around to his front and faced him, helping dance to the music. He was still looking down at his feet but for not as long or as often as the last lesson.
 
Adonis kept his eyes to the man, eventually, his and listed and tilted the other's chin up, positioning his head so that he had the proper stance in that manner. He looked down at the other's feet before he lifted his eyes back to the man's. "Just ... Don't look at your feet." He stated, hi eyes to the man, waiting for him to do what he said.
 
Adrein felt him lift his chin up. He nodded and said "All right, I'll keep that in mind" he said softly and continued to go through the motions of the dance. He looked at him and said "Am I doing okay?" he asked.
 
Adonis nodded to his question, giving him a warm smile to attempt and comfort the other. "You're doing fairly well.' He informed him, looking to the other's feet and then moving a few more times with the music. "You'll get there soon enough." He smiled warmly, his eyes staying with the male. He definitely liked him a lot. He hated that it was so blatantly obvious that the man did not like him, if he even liked boys for that matter. Despite all that, he could not help but to want and kiss him. He badly wanted to.
 
Adrien nodded when he said he was doing well. He saw his warm smile and he said "Thank you...for taking the time to teach me...most kids would have probably laughed or been afraid of me" he said looking down at him. He smiled a little a him, for the first time removing his frown from his face.
 
Adonis looked up at the male and his heart turned to mush when he saw how he looked when he smiled. It was a beautiful sight. It really, really was a beautiful sight. He stopped his movements to literally gaze at the man. He could not help himself anymore. He had been okay. He had been okay. That was when the man was frowning and did not look so... so handsome ... and cute!! Before he could stop himself, once again, he had leant up, closing the gap, and pressing his lips against his teacher's. Oh ... It felt far too nice connected with his.
 
Adrien was a little confused when the man just seemed to gaze at him. Suddenly once more his lips were taken by his. He blinked a few times in shock and pulled away. Now he was left from feeling happy to a little uncomfortable.
 
Adonis took in a deep breath when the man pulled away, seeing him and he gave him a lopsided smile. "It's my ... payment." He stated, eyes to the other, thinking more on his feet than anything else. "I can't just teach you for free." he let out a little laugh and then released him, walking over to the stereo and turning off the music. He stared at it for a while before he turned to look at the man once more. "You're doing well ... I'll um .. see you tomorrow."
 
Adrien looked at him and nodded at his explanation and said "I see...well alright then" he said. He nodded and said "I'll come around at the same time as today" he said and turned walking out of his room and heading back to his car. He had kissed him again. Sure he didn't have problems with gay people, he wondered why he never got angry when he made advances on him. he was his student, it was completely inappropriate.
 
Adonis nodded to his words, not really being able to think or process much other than the man not yelling at him. He took in a deep breath when the door closed behind the teacher. His hand lifted to push through his blond locks, sliding to the back of his neck and his eyes slipped closed. "Fuck." he whispered, turning and heading to his bed. He flopped forward, burying his face into the sheets and he groaned, even more so when his body reacted to how lovely it felt having Adrien's lips against his. He shuddered slightly, his fingers delicately undoing the button and zipper of his pants, his hand slipping between boxers and flesh to the arousal between his thighs.​
 
Adrien swiftly drove home, picking up some take out on the way for dinner, not in the mood to cook. He spent the rest of night infront of the T.V channel surfing, hoping these lessons would all be worth it in the end. He had kept his reason for wanting the lessons unknown. He felt that if he told the boy, he might feel a little ...disappointed. He obviously seemed to be infatuated with him.
 
The next day went by as normal and Adonis did not show the storm that was brewing up in the pits of his stomach. He so, so badly wanted to pounce him. He could not do that. He definitely could not. Adrien was a teacher. He was obviously not interested, no matter how many times he had not been able to control himself and not stop kissing him. It was horrible, he knew that it was.

Pushing the thoughts aside, he sat at his desk and fidgetting a little bit at his desk, the words he was reading not processing in his mind at ALL. He groaned and flopped forward, forehead connecting with his books and a mumbled "fuck" passed his lips. If this kept up, he was going to end up raping his teacher.
 
Adrien watched the class as they read the pages they had been assigned. This work would follow on from the previous lesson where he had taught the class himself. He was walking around the room watching the students, it was a little bit more entertaining then sitting at his desk idly. He noticed Adonis seemed to be in an increasing amount of stress. He walked over to him and quietly said to him "Do you need any help?"
 
Instantly, the man tensed when he herd the other's voice in his ear. Ugh. Why did he have to bother him now? He remained still for a few moments before he lifted his head to look at the teacher beside him. He gave him a weak smile and shook his head. 'No. Thanks though." He gave the other a little smile before he turned his attention back to the book, figuring he could at least look like he was paying attention.
 
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