Linguam Daemonis

He glares at the spiky haired man from under his eyelashes, furiously scribbling down answers to some math questions while he sits in detention. Mr. Way looks up from his laptop and catches Franks hateful stare and sends him a smirk in response. He rolls his eyes and looks back down to his work sheet keeping his head down for the rest of the hour.

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The next day is the same as always as he walks into his last period, Mr. Way’s Chemistry class. Walk in, sit next to Bob, pretend to listen, and fall asleep. Or on occasion doodle while pretending to take notes. Today he sees the screen projector ready to go when he walks into class giving him the green light to put in his headphones and take a nap. Pulling up his hood he rest his head against his closed fist and lets himself be lulled into sleep.

Twenty minutes before class ends Mr. Way gets a call from the office asking for a Robert Bryar. Getting up from his desk he makes his way to the back of the room and tells Bob to head up to the office. As he waits for him to gather his things he looks at Frank and notices the rhythmic movement of his body as he sleeps. Mr.Way bites back a pleased smile and walks back down the aisle with Bob to the classroom door.

When the video ends he leaves the lights off as the students exit his classroom. Frank still not moving an inch while he sleeps. when the last student has filtered out after looking back and giving a small laugh as she notices a still napping Frank he locks the door behind her as he loosens his tie. Briskly he walks to the multi-colored hair boy and stands behind him. Raising his hands he gingerly pulls down the hood of his sweater being careful not to wake him. Slowly he leans down and stops his face about half an inch away from Franks tattooed neck, inhaling his scent. The intoxicating smell making every one of his nerves in his body tingle with electricity. He gently buries his face in Franks neck as he deeply inhales once more this time licking the skin lightly. Frank stirs but still does not wake from his slumber. Mr. Way smirks and presses his tongue to the skin before leading his mouth up to Franks earlobe with a series of small kisses. He parts his lips and grasp his earlobe between his lips and nibbles on it lightly, making Frank let out a small sleepy groan of pleasure. He smiles at the sleeping teenagers response and with his wide grin reveals his sharp canines which had come out to play when the sound of Franks pleasured groan made his cock twitch with excitement. Again he lowers his mouth to his ear and sticks out his tongue tracing his ear with his tongue.

Finally this action shocks Frank awake and he looks around startled. He takes in the dark classroom and sees that standing behind him is Mr. Way with another one of his famous smirks on his face that seemed to just spew evil. He flares up with anger, “What the fuck!?!,” he then touches his ear and feels the slickness there making him even more angry this time confusion and a bit of excitement joining his emotions. “D-did you lick me?!” He manages to ask with a tremble in his voice caused from his anger and the fact that he was a little turned on at the thought of Mr. Way licking him. Mr. Way chuckles and walks to the front of the room switching on the lights and opening the now unlocked door.

“School is over Frank, time for you to go home.”

“I said did you lick me?!”

“I would say have a good weekend but unfortunately for you, you’ll be serving Saturday detention with me tomorrow.”

“That’s not fair!”

“Actually yes it is. You not only just cursed in my classroom, you also fell asleep and were listening to music when you very well know that the use of iPods is prohibited in my classroom.”

He says with a sickly sweet tone as his smirk stays plastered across his face, his eyes glinting with triumph as Frank huffs and mumbles curses under his breath as he gathers his stuff. He glares at Mr. Way as he walks past him and out of the room throwing up his middle finger as he walks away.

“That’ll be three hours tomorrow, Iero!”

“FUCK!”

Mr. Way walks back into the classroom shutting the door behind him. Walking back over to his desk he takes his seat and leans forward tapping his claws against the polished wood of the desk leaving behind little miniscule scratches. He gives a wide grin as he thinks about the detention tomorrow, once again revealing his sharpened canines. He looks to the back of the classroom where Frank sits and his eyes transition to amber when certain thoughts cross his mind as he smirks.

He can’t wait for tomorrow.

Notes

Not that great but hope you enjoy! Second part will be up tomorrow!

Thanks for reading!

-Venomous Kiss