-Yaoi- Teacher and Student: Teacher and Student

"...And thus the Roman empire was cut into an Eastern and Western. The East was ruled from the powerful city of Constantinople in what is now modern day Turkey while the West was ruled from Rome in Italy."

He hears the voice of his ebony-haired teacher in the background. But his eyes are too focused on the scenery outside... or maybe just about anything seems more interesting than his teacher's lectures. Among him is a class full of students. Boys and girls. All wearing uniforms... all wearing plaid skirts, even the boys...

The silver-haired teen takes a glance toward the front of the room. His teacher has his back to the class. White chalk squeaks across the blackboard... the green blackboard. Something jabs him in the arm. The student glances to his right, noticing the girl beside him is giving him a folded piece of paper. He takes it and unfolds it under his desk.

"... Gareth Stormson and Kelly Leviwitz... what are you distracting yourselves with?" their teacher looks their way. His arms fold across his chest as he walks over to them. Gareth glances up at his teacher. Behind the little spectacles on his nose, he sees his teacher's deep green eyes.

"Hand it here, whatever you have," the teacher orders. Gareth hands him a piece of folded paper. The teacher opens up the paper and raises an eyebrow, noticing that the page is blank. The crafty teen stuffs the real note beneath his blue and green plaid skirt.

"... I don't know why you're getting so upset over a blank piece of paper, Mr. Raven," Gareth smirks. His teacher gives him a look.

"The both of you have detention with me at lunch... and you, Gareth, shall stay after class for a few minutes," Mr. Raven informs. Gareth rolls his violet tinted eyes.

"Fine."

"Okay," Kelly agrees. The two teens glance toward one another out of the corner of their eyes. Their teacher walks back to the front of the class to continue his lecture upon the Byzantine.

The school bell soon rings. The students gather their belongings and exit the class. Kelly pecks Gareth upon his cheek before she leaves. The smug teen leans back in his seat with his arms folded behind his head. His teacher approaches him.

"You hid something beneath your skirt. I demand you give it to me," he exclaims. Gareth shakes his head.

"It's private stuff. So no," Gareth sneers. In what seems like the blink of an eye, his teacher is suddenly holding the note in his hand. The violet-eyed boy blinks again.

"How did...?" he stutters. Mr. Raven unfolds the piece of paper and scans his eyes over the content.

"... This is pretty dirty stuff for a school classroom, don't you think?" Mr. Raven murmurs as he folds up the paper again.

"... What can I say? Kelly and I are very passionate about our sex lives," Gareth says, quite proudly at that. Mr. Raven tucks the paper into his pocket.

"I'll have to inform your parents about this too... They should know what kind of inappropriateness you and her are bringing into the classroom," his teacher mentions.

"Fine... whatever," Gareth sighs.

"... You really should stop dating such horrendous women, Gareth. One's who act like this aren't good for you..." Mr. Raven says as he looks toward the stubborn teen. Gareth gives him a strange look... then bursts out laughing.

"You think I need warning about women? I am not some naive little boy. I know what I am doing," Gareth says between cackles. Mr. Raven frowns and sighs softly. He turns his back toward Gareth and walks to the front of the room, holding his head in his hands.

"... So... may I go now?" Gareth asks after he catches his breath from laughing. Mr. Raven nods his head. The silver-haired teen picks up his bag and heads out of the classroom.

~~~

"So, Kelly. I'd like you to write an apology note, ten pages long. Sit down and write it right now... And you may not eat during this detention," Mr. Raven instructs. Kelly sits down at a seat in the classroom and begins to write. Students pass the door every now and then. Most are chattering or laughing. It is lunch time after all...

"Finished, Mr. Raven," Kelly proclaims after a lengthy period of time. Mr. Raven takes the note from her and reads it over. she smiles at him broadly. He glances at her. What a brown-noser when it comes to discipline.

"Is that fine, Mr. Raven?" she asks.

"Yes. It will do," the teacher replies as he files the note. "So.. I take it Gareth is either coming late or not coming at all?"

"He probably forgot," Kelly shrugs. Mr. Raven shakes his head and sighs, rubbing his temples with his fingers. He sits down at his desk. Kelly leans forward over her desk. Her bosom pushes against the desktop. Cleavage pops out of the top of her blouse.

"So... Mr. Raven... are you single?" she asks in a rather... sultry tone. The dark-haired teacher glances up at her, then wrinkles his nose in disdain.

"That is none of your business," he replies. "And sit up, stop displaying yourself like some sixpence slut on the corner." Kelly furrows her brow in frustration, then sits up. The end of lunch bell soon rings. Kelly gets up, picking up her bag, and leaves the classroom.

"... Whore," Mr. Raven mumbles to himself.

~~~

"... Gareth Stormson, come here," the teacher calls from the classroom. Gareth pauses in his steps and pokes his head into the classroomn.

"What do you want?" he grimaces.

"You didn't come for your lunch detention. So you shall serve it now," Mr. Raven explains. He ushers Gareth to a seat then folds his hands upon his desk. Gareth obliges and takes his seat.

"... Your whor... girlfriend was in here at lunch. She wrote a ten page apology letter with excellent handwriting, no grammar or spelling errors, and quite persuasively," says Mr. Raven.

"So...?"

"So, you shall do the same, except you will add on five pages explaining why you weren't here at lunch," his teacher instructs.

"... I don't have paper or a pen," Gareth mumbles. Mr. Raven stands up from his desk and brings the boy the necessary materials.

"Now, start," he commands. Gareth picks up his pen and begins to write the note of apology. He takes two hours to finish the fifteen pages. He then gets up from his desk and takes it to his teacher. Mr. Raven reads over the letter.

"... There's too many lines between paragraphs, the handwriting is questionable, the grammar and spelling are poor and I am not very convinced," Mr. Raven scoffs, "Try again."

"I can't. My hand is cramped," Gareth says and folds his arms stubbornly, "... but I will after a 10 minute nap."

"Fine, fine. Take your nap," Mr. Raven says with a wave of his hand. Gareth retreats to his seat and lays his head down on his arms. Within a minute, he's asleep. Mr. Raven pulls out a book to read. He glances over the top of the book when he hears the teen's leg moving up and down beneath the desk. Gareth grunts in his sleep. The dark-haired teacher raises an eyebrow at the teen's interesting behavior.

Ten minutes pass. Then twenty. Mr. Raven stands from his desk and walks to Gareth. He gently shakes his shoulder. The silver-haired teen jerks awake and stares up at his teacher with wide eyes before realizing where he is.

"... You may go home now," Mr. Raven murmurs.

"But... the letter..." Gareth starts. Mr. Raven shakes his head.

"Go on," he tells the boy. Gareth shuts up and nods his head. He picks up his bag of books and leaves the room.

~~~

"...Germanic tribes called the Franks pushed southward into what is now modern day France. It was their living there that kept the movement of Islam from sweeping from Spain up into northern Europe..."

Gareth's eyes are drooping. He can barely keep them open. And soon he finally dozes off in his desk. Mr. Raven stops his teaching and walks over to the boy's desk. Then he kicks the bottom of the desk. Gareth jerks awake, looking almost frightened.

"No sleeping in my class," Mr. Raven says with a stern look upon his face. Gareth narrows his expression, then his lips curl into a coy smile.

"I wouldn't fall asleep if your lectures weren't so boring," Gareth smirks. His teacher narrows his green eyes behind his small spectacles.

"Boring or not, you need to pass this class. If you don't pay attention you'll flunk and have to take it all over again," Mr. Raven threatens. Gareth rolls his eyes.

"Yes, Mr. Raven. Sorry, Mr. Raven," Gareth murmurs. His teacher turns and walks back to the front of the class to continue the lecture.

The teacher notes the fact that Kelly is now sitting as far away from Gareth as she can... He also notes Gareth starts squirming in his seat. He turns to the blackboard to write up more notes.

Gareth ceases his note taking. His hand upon the desk shakes and drops the pencil while his other hand sneaks below his green and blue plaid skirt. He bites his lower lip as he watches his teacher... almost intently. Surprisingly, other students do not seem to notice his behavior. Perhaps because he is in the back corner of the class.

The bell ending third period rings. The students file out as usual... Except Gareth who stays a minute after, still remaining in his seat. Mr. Raven watches the rest of the students leave, including Kelly who sways her hips and winks at the teacher before she goes. He then looks toward Gareth. The silver-haired teen has shut his eyes. He gasps softly, then takes in a deep breath. He quickly gets out of his seat and picks up his bag, carrying it in front of his skirt as he exits the room.

"... Have a good rest of the day, Gareth," Mr. Raven says as the boy walks out the door. Gareth nods while keeping his eyes adverted. The teacher notes a subtle blush upon the teen's cheeks.

~~~

"May I help you?" Mr. Raven asks as he glances from his book. The purple-eyed teen is leaning on his doorway.

"... I have a favor to ask you," Gareth replies. Raven closes his book and sets it to the side.

"What is it then?"

"... Kelly broke up with me yesterday. I had been bunking in her house till now. But she kicked me out... That was why today I fell asleep... I didn't have a bed to sleep in last night," Gareth murmurs. Mr. Raven nods his head slowly.

"So I... was wondering if, maybe, I could stay at your home... till I find a stable place to live," Gareth says. His teacher lets the request sink in. He shuts his green eyes to think.

"... I have all my stuff in my locker... and all I need is a couch or something to sleep on... You'll hardly notice I am there and..."

"You can stay with me," Mr. Raven interrupts. Gareth looks up at him.

"Thank you..."

"You're welcome," Mr. Raven replies as he stands up from his desk. He packs up his teaching bag. Then the teacher and student walk silently to the parking lot. Mr. Raven pulls out a set of keys from his pocket and clicks the unlock button on his mini remote. An emerald green Ford Taurus SHO clicks on, signifying the doors are now unlocked. Gareth walks to the passenger side and slides into the car. He holds his bag on his lap, then shuts the door. Mr. Raven takes his side of the car. They travel over a few streets, pass many houses and into the city district.

"... Kelly is after you, you know," Gareth murmurs in the silence.

"I figured that," Mr. Raven says with a roll of his eyes. Gareth nods his head. He continues to look out the window at the passing scenery.

"Why do you bother with such troublesome women, Gareth?" his teacher asks him.

"... Because women like Kelly don't attach feeling to a relationship... its about the popularity and the sex. I haven't been attached to any of them, either," Gareth replies.  

"... But why choose such a shallow relationship?"

"Because... I like to feel good," Gareth replies softly. His teacher remains silent at his answer.

They soon pull into a parking lot, attached to an apartment complex. They both get out of the car and pick up their bags. The  elevator ride is silent... and so is the long walk down the hall. They reach the correct door. Mr. Raven puts in his key and opens the lock. Gareth walks inside and looks around the small apartment.

"... Teacher's salary," Mr. Raven murmurs. Gareth nods, then looks toward the couch in the living room. He sits down on it.

"This is my bed I guess...?" Gareth asks. Mr. Raven nods.

"It folds out into a bed though," he informs. Gareth paws through his bags.

"... You're also welcome to use of the bathroom, kitchen, washer and dryer," his teacher adds.

"You have your own washer and dryer in here?"

"Yes... I had to pay extra for that," he replies with a smile. "So might as well get some use out of them." Gareth stands from the couch, holding some clothes in his arm and a smaller bag on his other.

"I am going to go shower and change..." he says. His teacher points to where the bathroom is. The student walks in and locks the door behind him. Mr. Raven picks up his teaching bag and sets it by his work desk. He pulls out some papers to grade and begins work. He soon pauses however when he hears a strange... buzzing noise... beneath the noise of the shower.

He stands up from his desk and walks to the bathroom door and presses his ear against it.

"... Come on... come on..." a muffled voice groans behind all the noise. Mr. Raven raises an eyebrow. The buzzing and groaning soon stop. Then the shower turns off. The curious teacher pulls away from the door and retreats to his work. After a few minutes, Gareth walks out of the shower, fully dressed and toweling his wet locks. He then sits down on the couch.

"... You didn't assign any homework today, did you?" Gareth asks. His teacher shakes his head.

"Good.. then I am going to.. nap.. for a while," Gareth says in a yawn. He lies down upon the couch... and is passed out in a few moments. Mr. Raven looks over at the sleeping boy. He stands up and gets a pillow and a blanket. He gently lifts the student's head and puts the pillow under it. Then he drapes the blanket over the teen's sleeping form. Gareth curls up in the blanket. Mr. Raven looks down at him for a while, watching him sleep. Then he turns to go back to his desk. Back to grading papers.

"... I... I'vezz... bin...badzz..."

The teacher pauses in his work and looks over his shoulder at Gareth. The sleeping teen continues to mumble in his sleep.

"punisszzh... mezzz..." he shivers in his sleep then rolls onto his stomach. His behind is now up in the air.

Mr. Raven stares at the boy's odd display. He stands up from his desk, wondering if he should wake him up. He stops in mid-step when he hears Gareth let out shrill cry.

"Sss.. span..kehzz...hardd..er..." Gareth nearly pants in his sleep. His brows knit together and his hands grip tightly to the blanket. His teacher looks down at him... a slight redness coming to his face.  The look on the boy's face... it is irresistible. Without another though, Mr. Raven leans upon the couch and turns the teen onto his back. Then he leans his head down and kisses the sleep-talking senior. But, as if on cue, Gareth open's his violet eyes. He stares.

"Mr. Raven..." Gareth breaths. The teacher sits up. Both men stare at one another... awkwardly blushing.

"... arm... Hello... it sounded like you had a nice nap," his teacher finally says to break the awkward silence.

"Sounded?"

"Yes... you're quite the passionate sleep talker," Mr. Raven replies. Gareth pulls away from his teacher.

"Why did you..."

"I couldn't help it."

"... So you...like... me?" Gareth stutters. His teacher stands up.

"I guess... you can say I do... I do," Mr. Raven replies. The teacher smooths out his clothes.

"So... lets just pull out the bed from this couch. It will be more comfortable for you to sleep on. No back pains," Mr. Raven suggests... desperately trying to change the subject. Gareth nods slowly and stands up from the couch. They silently pull out the bed from the couch. Gareth climbs back into the bed and curls up beneath the covers. His teacher looks down at him.

"Good night, Gareth," he murmurs and turns.

"... Good night to you too... Mr. Raven," Gareth says in a muffled voice. His teacher returns to his desk. Gareth squeezes the pillow to his chest... seemingly unsure if he should be scared or excited about his teacher's interest... He dozes off with that thought.

~~~

"Good morning, Gar...eth...?" Raven says as he walks into the living room, then pauses as he notices Gareth to not be in his bed. He hears the shower turn on. Figuring the student is showering, Raven enters the kitchen and begins work on a breakfast. He glances toward the clock---5:43 a.m.

"Plenty of time to make pancakes," he murmurs to himself as he pulls out a large pan and some cooking oil. He lights the stove, watching the blue flames flicker till he places the pan on top of them. Gareth soon walks into the kitchen, dressed in his school uniform and toweling dry his silver locks. Raven looks up from the oven to the student and smiles gently.

"Good morning," he says. Gareth sniffs the air a bit and nods.

"Good morning to you too... pancakes?" Gareth asks as he sits down at the kitchen table.

"Yes, pancakes," Raven sets down a big plate filled with the warm golden patties. He puts down an empty plate in front of Gareth. The hungry student spears a few of the pancakes with his fork and puts them on his plate, then covers them in syrup and butter. Soon his mouth is full of the tasty carbs. Raven sits down after cleaning up the pan and stove.

"... You know... I was thinking..." Raven starts as he watches Gareth stuff his face. The purple-eyed teen glances up at Raven from his plate.

"Thinking what?" he mumbles with a full mouth.

"... I was thinking... I could ask Kelly out on a date, then never show up," he chuckles. Gareth swallows the food in his mouth.

"That's very evil of you... Go for it," he says with a grin. Raven laughs at the teens enthusiasm. Before long, they are finished with breakfast. Dirty plates are in the sink.

"We go now?" Gareth asks. Raven nods and heads for the door and picks up his teaching bag. Gareth picks up his book bag and they head out of the apartment.

"... You can stop here..." Gareth says after they've driven for a bit. "It's a block away from the school isn't it?"

"You plan to walk?"

"Yes... it would look weird if you were driving me to school, don't you think?" Gareth murmurs. Raven pulls the car over to the curb.

"I guess," Raven admits. Gareth climbs out of the car, taking his bag with him.

"See you in history," Gareth says before shutting the door.

~~~

The end of the school day has come. Raven cleans up his desk and files the necessary papers into his bag. He looks toward the doorway. Gareth is not there... Raven slings his bag over his shoulder and goes to look for him. He passes through a few halls. As he passes by one of the windows on the stairwell, he notices two students outside... He pauses to look.

Gareth and a fellow student are facing one another, in stances ready to pounce and rip the other into shreds. His eyes widen a bit and he quickly runs down the stairs and outside. By the time he gets outside, the two boys are throwing punches. He pulls them apart.

"No fighting on school property!" He yells at them both. The other student looks at Raven and wrinkles his nose.

"He was trying to see up my skirt, teacher," the boy grouses. Gareth glares at the other boy.

"I was not. You, due to your clumsiness, tripped and your skirt flipped up and I, unluckily, was passing by," Gareth hisses. The two students continue to glare at one another.

"... Whatever the reason, both of you get detention," Raven informs. The other kid spits off to the side.

"Fine," he turns and walks off, "Fag," he mutters below his breath. Raven narrows his eyes at the foul-mouthed child. The boy's skirt suddenly falls to his knees. He screeches.

"Indecent exposure. Make that two detentions for you," Raven calls after him. The boy quickly pulls up his skirt and runs off, his face red. The teacher smirks. Gareth glances to Raven.

"... When do I serve my detention?" Gareth asks. His teacher looks down at him.

"You may as soon as we get home," he replies, glancing to Gareth with a playful smirk. He then walks toward the parking lot. Gareth looks after him. His cheeks are flushed a pale pink. He picks up his school bag and follows after his teacher.


~~~

"... So..." Gareth says softly. He is sitting upon the couch, across from Raven in a large, plush armchair. The dark-haired teacher is resting his elbows upon the armrests. His hands are clasped together and his chin is leaning upon his hands. His piercing green eyes watch Gareth from across the room.

"What's my punishment? ... It's not another fifteen page note is it?" Gareth murmurs.

"No. You shall pick your punishment. Anything you wish," Raven replies, his mouth turning up at the edges in a coy smile.  Gareth swallows a bit hard, then leans forward on the couch, resting his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands. Raven notices a pink blush across his cheeks. After a few moments, Gareth glances up at his teacher.

"... Would... a spanking... suffice?" he says slowly... sounding almost embarrassed. Raven nods and leans back in his seat.

"Yes, it would be quite fitting," he says. The nervous student slowly stands from the couch and approaches his teacher in the armchair. He gently climbs onto Raven's lap, lying his body across it and his behind sticking up in the air. Already his face is bright pink. Raven looks down at the boy on his lap. He then lifts the green and blue plaid skirt and pulls down Gareth's silk underwear... leaving the teen's bottom bare and vulnerable. Raven pulls back his hand, then lands a hard slap to his silver-headed student's pale cheeks. Gareth yelps as his teacher's hand makes contact with his bottom.

"... That's not hard enough," Gareth breathes after a few spanks. Raven peers down at the student, who's face is blushed a rosier red. He intensifies the next slap. Gareth cries out louder... His pale hands grasp at the arm of the chair. His nails dig into the velvet upholstery. Raven stops after thirty hard slaps.

"Have you learned your lesson?" Raven asks. Gareth pants softly.

"No... I've been bad... I need to be punished more," Gareth whispers breathlessly. Raven smirks... then lightly draws his nails down one of Gareth's pink cheeks. The student shivers at the touch, since his bottom has been slapped till tender and sensitive.

"But it was just picking a fight... I think thirty is enough for that... unless... you've done something else bad," Raven murmurs. Gareth squirms on his teacher's lap. The edges of Raven's mouth tug up into a devious grin. How fun it is to toy with his vulnerable student.

"... I... I play with myself... and play with dirty women... I need to be punished... for that," he manages. Raven continues to lightly caress Gareth's rosy cheeks with his nails and watch the student writhe in pleasured agony.

"You did those naughty things? Hm... we should do something about that then..." Raven muses, "Go fetch your toy." Gareth glances up at his teacher before sliding off his lap. He scuffles to his bag... pulling out a long, shiny black vibrator. At the end is a cartoony bird figure---a raven. Gareth turns back to Raven. The teacher pats his lap... and the student lies across it again. Raven takes the vibrator from Gareth. He contemplates it. Then pushes the button... A high vibration fills the silence. Gareth shivers upon hearing the vibration.

"So this is the dirty toy you use to pleasure yourself..." Raven chuckles. He touches the tip to Gareth's reddened cheeks, drawing it down slowly. The student trembles and lets out a whimper.

"Punish me," Gareth whispers. Raven circles the vibrating tip around Gareth's opening. Then he presses the tip in slowly. Gareth grips to the arm of the chair again as the toy is pushed in. The pleasurable spot within is caressed with the vibrating tip. The student gasps loudly and shivers all over.

"You're enjoying this too much for this to be a punishment," Raven smirks. Gareth is too busy reveling in the pleasure to answer. The teacher pumps the toy in and out forcefully, making sure each time to caress Gareth's special spot with the tip.

"... And you're still being naughty... enjoying the punishments from your teacher, of all people," Raven murmurs. Gareth's breathing is labored. Raven's eyes light up as he notices the student's stiffening arousal... He reaches his other hand under Gareth and lightly strokes the teen's length. Gareth lets out his first moan. It is a long slow moan. His hips buck forward into his teacher's hand.

"Raven..." Gareth moans softly, biting his lip. His teacher continues with the light caresses to the student's length. Gareth squirms upon Raven's lap. His thumb flicks a switch on the vibrator. The pitch moves higher in note... the vibration has intensified. Gareth lets out a sharp cry as the change in vibration washes over his body. He trembles and twitches. His muscles tense and relax as his teacher continues to dive the sleek vibrator in and out of him.

"... I bet you think about me when you pleasure yourself... After all, the raven figure at the end of your toy is a big hint," Raven whispers into Gareth's ear. The student shivers upon feeling Raven's warm breath and hearing his sultry tone of voice.

"I ... I do..." Gareth confesses. His cheeks go a shade darker in red... if that is possible to achieve. Raven merely chuckles then places a light kiss to the student's cheek. The teacher gently squeeze's the student's length in his hand. The flesh of his thumb caresses the rosy tip. Gareth clenches his eyes shut and gasps loudly. The sensations reach a new intensity.

"Just a little more..." Raven purrs into the other's ear. "Then you'll feel what you crave."

The last few thrusts seem to take an eternity to complete... The feelings welling up inside the suffering student are nearly peaked. Climax erupts both inside and out. Gareth cries out one last time and trembles all over. He spills upon his teacher's hand then collapses on his lap, panting. Raven pulls his hand, covered in the sticky seed, from under Gareth. He contemplates the student's essence... then takes a slow lick. Gareth looks up at him.

"... You're dirty," Gareth whispers. Raven smiles deviously at the student on his lap.

"I guess you'll just have to punish me later won't you," Raven chuckles. Gareth smiles softly... He looks tired.

"... I wouldn't mind... as long as I receive my fair share of punishment," Gareth murmurs. A yawn follows. Raven strokes Gareth's hair and brushes a few stray locks from his face. Gareth curls up  on his lap like a cat.  He nuzzles into his teacher. His breathing is back to normal.

Raven smiles down at his student. They sit in silence and Gareth dozes off... Teacher and student.