bsumone | ❝ You fairies love where love is wise and just ❞

"I'm not! I'll really do that for you sometime!"

Eli paused a second to consider and then laughed as he realized something. "Oh I guess it is a bit of a tease right now since this isn't a good place for that. Sorry!"

He quickly gave him a kiss to apologize.

It's kind of pathetic that the boy saying something like that sends his blood rushing to awkward places. But truly, it's been years since anyone's flirted with him like this so, maybe that's to be expected.

"You're very good-looking, Eli," he began. "It's somewhat difficult not to paint a very graphic mental picture since I've seen you at your job."

"Twice."

Not even just once. He'd seen him at his job twice now. But, he had to admit that it was nice to know that James really did have an imagination to picture him like that after only a suggestion.

"You said before you couldn't get me off your mind. Is that what you were picturing? That kind of stuff?"

Oh, God, he's embarrassed to admit it, but he also doesn't want to lie. That's no way to begin a relationship. Eli may be young, but James respects him too much to try to misrepresent himself to the young man.

His throat felt a little tight and he didn't trust his voice, so he simply nodded.

James could go from sexy handsome to adorable handsome just by getting flustered like this. Eli broke into a huge smile as he squeezed his hand again then leaned in to press a lingering kiss to those lovely lips.

"I would picture you all the time too. Usually at school since that's where I knew you from, obviously."

Too bad they'd probably never really get to try the classroom because it would be so sexy.

The most taboo thing that could possibly be imagined between a teacher and student and Eli just admitted to thinking about. He couldn't stop the words before they tumbled out.

"Tell me about them."

Okay now his cheeks actually colored a little. But they were in a safe spot here. So he smiled a bit as he glanced at the table and traced little nonsense designs on the table with his fingertips.

"You'd have me stay after to discuss a paper. Then you'd lock the door and start telling me how impressed you were and how extra credit wouldn't be enough of a reward. But you had a better idea. And you'd undress me and bend me over your desk and have your way with me."

He bit his lip and glanced at his boyfriend. "I know. It's cheesy. But it's really sexy in my head."

Well, he can't even say that kind of fantasy hadn't crossed his mind. Maybe because it just makes everything even more taboo. Their age, their roles, the thought of having sex in the classroom. but a lot of people have that fantasy. There's the whole naughty schoolgirl trope for a reason. James' lips were parted and he found his breath coming a bit heavier. Sure, it sounded like a silly porn scenario, but he's seen enough of Eli to paint a very vivid mental image. Oh, yes, he could imagine it: the afternoon sun shining through windows, the din of students in the hallway, a subtle squeak when the desk slid a little from their, uh, activities. Eli with a hand over his own mouth to keep from making too much noise...

Shit!.

He leaned in closer, laying the hand Eli freed to trace his fingers across the table on the boy's thigh. And he didn't stop leaning in until he captured Eli's lips in a very heated, hungry kiss. James pulled his other hand free to cup Eli's face, fingers splaying over his skin before moving back into his hair.

Cheesy? Who said anything about cheesy when this was the reaction he got? It made him gasp into the kiss as the man suddenly kissed him, practically pinning him in his chair. Without thinking about it, he brought his hand up to grab hold of James' shirt as he whimpered softly.

Holy shit but this was hot in ways he'd never expected. Imagining things simply didn't do it justice as he found himself lost in the attention that he was getting.

Eli turned a bit to face his boyfriend more, just about on his lap at this point from the effort.

On his lap is good. James even moved his hand to the back of Eli's neck to pull him closer. God, it's been literally hours since they agreed to a relationship and James is already making aggressive sexual moves. Which one of them was the teenager, again? There wasn't much they could do a semi-public place like this, even with the blinds drawn. But he wanted to feel Eli pressed against him, wanted to have just a little taste of him before they had to go back to pretending they were nothing more than teacher and student tomorrow.

He ended up on his lap, straddling him and loving the feel of it. Immediately his arms went around the man's neck as he pressed himself tight against him. James was an English teacher but there was definitely still strength in that body. He felt it earlier that afternoon when he grabbed his wrist to pull him in for a kiss. It was incredibly hot and Eli could have easily gotten so lost in this. Did for a bit.

Until he needed air.

Panting hard, he tried so hard to ignore how turned on he was right now. Pushing his fingers through the man's hair, he ended up smiling against his lips. "...I...don't want my first time with you to be here in the library. But can we make out some more? This feels really nice," he murmured quietly.

Yes, good. Closer. He could clearly feel that lithe muscle hidden under Eli's clothes pressed against him. His body screamed for more, but he still had some semblance of control over himself. He didn't shove his hands into the boy's clothes or grope him or any of that.

James was breathless when they parted, too. That lustful fog started forming in his brain, but even that didn't prevent him from chuckling quietly at Eli's comment.

"Don't worry," he murmured quietly. He brought his hand back to Eli's cheek, eyes darting over his face to look for any sign of distress. "There's no way we could have sex here." Even if he wanted to, which he didn't (not here). "Firstly, it's too public and we'd definitely get caught. Secondly, even if that wasn't enough of a deterrent, we don't have anything we'd need for that."

He was really glad they were on the same page. And that he hadn't gotten a no for more make outs. Eli smiled at him, not the least bit distressed as he tilted his head into that warm, big hand.

"I'm not worried. I'm in good hands. And on a good lap."

With that, he leaned forward so he could kiss him again. Inexperienced though he was, he was picking up on tricks by paying attention to what his vastly experienced partner was doing.

The best way to learn is through practice. James would never claim anything different. He wrapped his arms around Eli's waist, hands moving over his back to trace the lines of muscle and bone through his shirt. This time, he let Eli take the lead in their kiss. But he did part his lips in silent invitation for the boy to explore as he wanted.

He realized pretty quickly that he was being allowed to explore. So with curiosity he let himself do that, leaning in to taste and find out what it was like to deepen the kiss. Eli was quickly learning that kissing was one of his favorite activities. He could only imagine how good the rest would be.

When they needed air again, he panted softly and ran his fingers through the man's hair then took James' glasses off to put them on the table. All to make it to he wouldn't mess them up somehow.

"I really love kissing you..."

That's the thing with less experienced partners: it's best to let them do the exploring so they can learn what they like best and what they don't like. James is happy to suggest this or that or the other thing, but in the end, he has to leave a lot up to Eli. And he's perfectly okay with that.

SMiling at Eli's observation, James flicked his gaze down, then met his young boyfriend's eyes. "I'm very glad. I think it's something we'll be doing a lot of going forward."

"I hope so. Because it's really great."

And a prelude to everything they'd do together in the future. Everything just seemed to slot together so nicely and he couldn't help but feel like he was falling even faster for this man. Leaning against him, he stroked his hair fondly while he gazed into his eyes.

"I know I already told you but you're seriously so handsome. I'm a really lucky guy to have you."

James' hands settled in the small of Eli's back and he tilted his head so their foreheads were together. The young man's fingers in his hair were soothing and something he's quickly learning he enjoys.

"That's funny. I feel like I', the lucky one."

"Maybe we're both really lucky then."

Closing his eyes, he savored feeling this close to the person who had only been a dream before. This was amazing and everything he'd dreamed of and wanted for a couple years now. It was almost impossible to believe that it was real.

"Are you hungry? I can feed you some of the snacks I brought."

Oh, he was certainly hungry, just... maybe not for food. But this was nice. They were both new to this particular version of their relationship, so it was best to just enjoy it and let things move naturally. Even this, Eli sitting astride him like this, seemed pretty fast, but Eli wasn't shying away.

"What did you bring?"

Without getting off of his boyfriend, he showed how flexible he was by twisting around and grabbing the bag to bring it over to them. Opening it up, he pulled out various things. Salty sweet things. Kettle corn and toffee pretzels... Things of that nature.

He smiled as he opened up the toffee pretzels to offer one to him.

"You said sweet and salty right?"

Please ignore what's happening in James' pants right now. That display of youthful flexibility was just... yeah, um... James is certainly to his best to ignore it. Instead, he's focused on Eli's smile -- it's so warming to see and helps to banish the bad memories of his heartbroken face.

And he just opens his mouth with a quiet "ah~" to let Eli feed him the treat.

Grinning now, he popped the treat into his mouth before getting one for himself. He was very content to stay right here, thank you. Much easier to feed him. And to sneak kisses between bites too.

"What else do you want to know about me? I'll tell you anything you want to know."

After chewing and swallowing the first toffee pretzel -- which gave him a moment to think of something. Finally, he settled on something that had piqued his curiosity since Eli mentioned it earlier.

"What got you into dance?" Typically, in his experience, when kids started in something that young, it was usually because their parents wanted it. But that definitely didn't seem to be true in Eli's case.

"I got to see a shortened version of the Nutcracker when I was little. I wanted to be one of the dancers and I begged and begged and begged until my parents got me lessons."

Eli laughed a bit, pausing in putting another pretzel into his mouth as he remembered back when he was little again. "The Sugar Plum Fairy is always performed by a woman but when I was little you could not tell me I wouldn't eventually get to dance her role one day."

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