"give me a detention then, seavey" corbyn teases, his smirk growing.
"i would hate to waste my precious time on spending lunch in detention with you but unfortunately it's what i'm going to have to do, mr. besson" mr. seavey concludes, bending over his desk to write the blonde a detention slip.
he finishes writing the slip, walking over to corbyn's desk and sliding it in front of him with a devilish yet courteous smile.
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corbyn walks into mr. seavey's classroom with that same smirk on his face as earlier, slipping into his seat and watching the brunette stand up behind his desk.
"hello, corbyn. back in detention so soon" mr. seavey smiles as he picks up a whiteboard pen, popping off the cap.
"what are you going to make me do this time, seavey?" corbyn asks, not once taking his eyes off of the older male.
"i'm going to write up a poem entry on the board and i want you to write me five pages on what you think it means" mr. seavey explains.
when the brunette gets no answer, he turns to look at the blonde.
"do you think you can do that for me, corbyn?" he asks, his voice incredibly sweet.
"i think we could do something else, daniel" corbyn says, his smirk reappearing.
"it's sir to you thank you very much, and when you're in detention you listen to what the adult in charge has to say, just as it is in class, mr. besson."
"oh come on, dani. loosen up a bit, let me show you what fun is" corbyn says, standing up and beginning to walk over to the confused brunette.
"c-corbyn, please t-take your seat" daniel stutters, mentally cursing himself for acting so vulnerable.
"are you nervous, seavey? why are you nervous? you shouldn't be nervous because of me" corbyn teases, backing daniel up against a wall.
"well looky here, a senior student is taller than you" corbyn smirks evilly.
he softly places his hands on daniel's hips, feeling the brunette tense up as he looks up into the younger's eyes.
"corbyn, w-what are you d-doing?" daniel asks nervously.
"just stay quite and enjoy it, daniel" corbyn mumbles as he begins to lean down.
daniel's eyes widen as he feels soft lips press against his own, but soon he melts into the kiss, wrapping his arms around corbyn's neck as his eyelids flutter shut.
corbyn leads a rough yet sweet kiss, running his tongue along daniel's bottom lip.
when the brunette grants him access, he pushing his tongue inside of daniel's mouth, exploring every last crevice.
daniel moans in pleasure, feeling corbyn smirk against his skin as their lips dance at a leisurely pace. but suddenly, he seems to snap back to reality, pulling back abruptly.
"this is wrong, this is so wrong. i could end up in jail for this" daniel rants in slight panic.
"calm down, baby. you enjoyed it, you know you did" corbyn speaks softly.
"y-yeah... i did" daniel admits shyly.
"well then, just calm down and loosen up like i told you to do earlier. no one will find out if you don't tell" corbyn explains.
as daniel is about to reply, the bell for last period goes off.
corbyn quickly grabs a pen off of daniel's desk along with his bag, scribbling his number down onto the palm of one of the brunette's hands.
he places the pen back down before grabbing daniel's chin and leaving one last kiss to his lips.
"text me later, baby" corbyn says, winking before exiting the classroom with his bag slung over his shoulder.
daniel stands there dumbstruck, running his fingers along his lips in awe of what had just happened.
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