Fic: Crush
Oct. 6th, 2009 09:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: Crush
Author: <lj user="queen125">
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Will/Finn
Summary: Finn realizes how he feels about his teacher.
Words:363
Notes: Not really sure where to place this on the timeline. This is just the first chapter.
Crush
Words appeared on the dusty chalkboard in a language Finn was barely paying any attention to. His eyes were drawn to the arm writing the words on the board.
His eyes wandered down the muscular forearm to the back belonging to one Mr. Schuester. Finn took a shaky breath, as he let himself look over the rest of his teacher’s body, coming to rest on a firm ass.
He continued to inspect the other man’s form; he knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help himself. He wasn’t even gay, but he couldn’t stop himself for checking out his own teacher.
Then, Mr. Schuester turned around and started speaking, Finn tuned out the words and zoned in on the pink lips forming each sound.
A tongue darted out and licked along the bottom lip, Finn gripped the tables, breathing harshly. His thoughts going to something else the tongue and lips could be doing. He felt a small movement below his waist that was hidden underneath the table.
‘Thank God for the table,’ he thought.
Finn watched the way Mr. Schuester’s arms spread out, as he enthusiastically explained the lesson. The older man looked great in his blue sweater with his tie and buttoned down shirt peaking out underneath the top that were matched with khaki pants.
He knew nothing would ever happen between them, but he couldn’t help the thoughts popping into his head. It was Mr. Schuester’s fault for being so damn hot and for being so nice to him. It was his fault that he was starting to feel differently toward him. Yeah, that was the story Finn was going to stick to.
He chewed on his lip, while contemplating the various positions he could contort his teacher’s body. A hand waved in his face and he jumped.
He looked up into blue eyes.
“Are you alright, Finn?” Mr. Schuester asked, looking worriedly at him.
The young man shook his head and sputtered out. “Y..Yeah, I’m fine… I’m sorry, Mr. Schue.”
Will just smiled and tapped the table. “Okay, just pay attention.”
As he went back to teaching, Finn placed his hands over his face.
He was in big trouble.
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Date: 2009-10-06 10:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-06 11:59 pm (UTC)And thanks. :)
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Date: 2009-10-07 02:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-07 11:32 am (UTC)Well, I'm glad my posting here has made it able for you to read it now. I'll have the rest up in the next couple of days. The story's already finished. XD
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