What A Tragic Affair (Frank Teacher)

"Ready."
I took a deep breath while Mr Iero pulled out of my driveway in his little car.
While we drove me and Frank started conversing about Gerard. Just general stuff. His hand slowly made its way down to just above my knee cap. I pretended to not notice until his hand slowly made its way to my thigh, only this time I didn't stop him. My felt betrayed by my legs as they tensed causing a chuckle to escape from sirs mouth.
His hand made its way back to the weel. It took a while to get back to Frank's house. We made our way out of the car and we walked down the path to the door slowly hand in hand.
Mr Iero unlocked the door and he went straight into the kitchen area.
"You can put your bags in my bedroom. It's just upstairs, I will heat up our pizzas,"
"Oooh I forgot about the pizzas!" I let out a little giggle as did Sir.
I slowly walked up the stairs with my bags in hand. I was surprised that he was going to let me in his room but I did want to have a peek. I arrived at the top of the stairs and went to the first door. It was a black door. I walked in to see dark grey walls covered in hung up guitars. The bed was a bit of a mess and there were clothes thrown on the floor. There was a big white window that had a bit of a bench to sit on but it was covered in music sheets and school work. Seeing all his draws with clothes sticking out the top, I knew I had to quickly fix it. I opened each drawer and stuck the top of the clothes back in. I soon came across his underwear drawer which made me feel guilty. I shouldn't be tidying his room. It's his. Although I did come across a lot of CK underwear which was very very attractive.
"Missy, get out my room," he shouted from downstairs with a laugh.
I blushed before answered "One second," I began to make my way out of the room before I saw an adult magazine on top of his desk. Real classy Frank.
I came down the stairs with out bags in hand and made my way to the sofa. I picked up the wine I left earlier and took a big gulp.
"See something you like?"
"Excuse me?" I questioned honestly.
"Missy, you were in my room for a while. A long while." I blushed for the 100th time today.
"Umm well, I...I was...well you room was quite untidy and..." I failed to get my point across.
"I'm messing with you babe," 'Babe' that word gave me butterflies. "A pizza for you madame,"
Frank said while inviting me to the kitchen island.
"Oh thank you mister,"
We had a bit of a giggle as we tucked into our pizzas. It was perfect. Although while eating I couldn't get my eyes off of him. I had never seen someone so perfect.
Soon we finished our pizza. It got pretty late, it was way past 11.
"Missy if you wanna go up and get changed, I will be up in a bit,"
I got up and made my way up the stairs. I quickly ripped open my bag looking for my pyjamas. I got undressed as fast as I could and threw on the black negligee and mini shorts. Wow i felt so under dressed, well it wasn't so bad. I did look sexy but I was kinda 'rejected' earlier. I looked in the mirror and stayed in the pyjamas 1) because it wasn't so bad I mean my Mum bought them me, well like 3 years ago when I fit into them and 2) I had nothing else to wear.
I quickly got out my make up back and topped up on everything before spraying myself in perfumes and brushing my knotty mess.
I came downstairs in my pyjamas and leant on the doorway until he turned and acknowledged me. He looked me up and down from head to toe before taking a big gulp. I waited for him to say something about my clothing choices on how it was inappropriate. Instead he cleared his throat awkwardly and began to hoarsely talk. "Umm I will go get changed,"
He brushed past me and jogged up his stairs while I made my way to his sofa. I was relieved that he didn't mention my clothing choice but still a little bit annoyed. I sat in silence with my almost finished glass of wine waiting for him to come down.
A couple seconds later Sir walked down the stairs topless wearing some pyjama bottoms while holding pillows and duvets.
I was practically certain we were going to share a bed. I was very mistaken. I wanted to sleep in a bed with him, feel his touch, his heat. I wanted to feel his skin rub on mine while we laid in an embrace. I guess that wasn't going to happen.
"I will sleep down here ton-"
"No you won't." I interrupted, "I will sleep on the sofa, I'm the guest."
"No, I can't let-"
"Shh it's fine. Well unless we sleep in the same bed," I waited for an answer. I could tell it was going to be something I wouldn't like.
"Listen Missy..." He tried to get out a sentence while minimising the awkwardness.
"Doesn't matter, forget I said it. Go to your room, get some sleep. I will make my bed down here Mr Iero."
He gave a little grin before grabbing my waist. "Fine." He said flatly before giving me a peck on the nose and turned to leave.
I made my bed before setting my alarm and sitting on the sofa under the sheets. Was I doing this? My teacher. Fuck.
I quickly drifted off into a nice sleep with nothing on my mind but his perfect self.

I woke up to the light coming through the windows, the birds chirping and a kiss on my unresponsive lips. My eyes were glued shut. Was it really already time to get up? When I finally opened my eyes I saw I was in a lip lock with Frank. I got into the kiss despite just waking up before he pulled away.
"Sorry sweetie. I just wanted to give you a peck before I left."
"Left?" I tried to say with a raspy morning voice causing Frank to giggle like a girl before explaining.
"Yeah, I left a note and some breakfast for you. I have to go to school to do some marking. Go back to sleep babe, you have an hour before you have to get up."
He gave me a peck on the forehead before giving me his keys and leaving the house.
I was sat in my teachers house. On the sofa. Almost naked. Fuck.

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