Title: Cursing
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama
Genre: Romance & Implied Smut?
Rating: PG-13 for language and innuendos xP
Words: 781
Summary: Yamada-sensei tries to "bond" with anti-social delinquent Takaki.
Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY VANGIE (
ryokimayuu) & VIVIAN (
captxfizz )~!!! Hope you two had tons of fun today with lots of food and cake. xD Of course and your wishes~! Hope they come true for you guys~! I love you, too! xD
And apparently I can't seem to write one-shots anymore. LOL And for this one, sorry no official SMUT. xD But let your imaginations run wild. xD I wrote this a long time ago so yeah. And oops I forgot to mention, a seme Yamada? xD Since Vangie likes that. I still think Takaki ish seme. xD
Comments are really appreciated! ♥ Sorry if I failed?
Disclaimer: F-fine... I'll let TakaYama go for this one day.. ONLY. XD
Takaki Yuya was getting tired of school, literally. It was boring and just wanted to be left alone. He was used to being alone after being neglected by his parents for so long just because they had to work. Except one teacher who kept on trying to "bond" with him. He was getting extremely irritated by Yamada Ryosuke or also known as Yamada-sensei. He was popular with all the students for his kindness and good teaching but Takaki could care less.
"Takaki-kun, why are you late today?" Yamada asked politely, raising an eyebrow as Takaki walked into the classroom.
"None of your business," Takaki muttered, heading to his seat.
"No, Takaki-kun. Tell me why. It's just a simple answer," Yamada retorted, pushing up his glasses.
The rest of the class was staring at him in silence and Takaki got annoyed. "Fuck you," he clearly said out loud while the whole class were shocked.
Yamada didn't look fazed at all. "Stay after class so we can talk."
The lesson went by slow and felt goosebumps crawling up his body for some strange reason. He knew that Yamada was probably looking at him so Takaki let his eyes wander everywhere else besides the teacher. Obviously, when class ended, Takaki wasn't going to stay in the classroom. But unforunately, he was the last one to be out so Yamada blocked the doorway.
"Where do you think you're going?" Yamada asked, leaning to the side with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Home," Takaki answered. "So move."
"And what happens if I don't? Are you going to punch me?" Yamada's expression was one of who was amused and Takaki got even more pissed off.
"Well, maybe I will if you don't move your sorry ass over," Takaki threatened, raising a fist.
Yamada didn't move an inch. "This sorry ass isn't moving anytime soon."
"Go fuck yourself," Takaki growled, throwing his fist down. Even though he threatened, usually it worked but he would never actually go through with the violence.
Yamada took off his glasses and threw them to the side carelessly. He shifted closer to Takaki and whispered huskily, "I'd rather fuck you."
Takaki was uncomfortable when his teacher had moved closer with unreadable eyes but was now taken aback at what he just heard. "Wh-what?" His back had collided with a wall and Yamada leaned closer.
"You keep asking me to fuck you so now I am," Yamada simply replied, loosening his own collar.
"I didn't mean it literally!" Takaki exclaimed, not sure how the tables had turned on him.
Yamada grazed his lips over Takaki's jawline. "I have been watching you recently... you're really hot, did you know that?"
"What the f-" Takaki got interrupted as Yamada crashed their lips together.
Takaki's first instinct was to push Yamada away but the latter was stronger than expected as the teacher pinned his arms above his head. Takaki gasped in surprise and Yamada took this chance to shove a tongue in, pressing closer.
A wave of pleasure jolted through Takaki's body as Yamada grinded their hips together, caressed the cavern of his mouth, and roamed his hands under his shirt, all at the same time.
Thoughts ceased to function for Takaki anymore...
~*~*~*~*~
Takaki couldn't believe what had just happened. He and his teacher, just had sex. More like, he got raped by Yamada or so he told himself. And the thing that irritated him the most was that he actually liked it, liked it way more than he should have.
He stared at Yamada's closed face, seeing each features that he hadn't noticed before. Takaki didn't want to admit that he actually felt something warm in his heart right now. Yamada's arm was around his waist and Takaki felt... secured, protected, and most of all, loved. This was foreign to Takaki and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to hold onto it.
"Yuya, why do you keep staring at me?" Yamada's voice filled the room and Takaki shivered hearing it.
"You raped me," Takaki said, glaring at Yamada when he finally got himself composed.
Yamada smirked. "I didn't because you wanted it, too."
"No I didn't," Takaki lied.
Yamada tilted Takaki's chin up. "Oh really? Who was the one begging me for "More" and to go faster?"
"Fu-" Takaki closed his mouth before finishing his sentence.
"..ck you?" Yamada grinned mischievously. "You've been one naughty student. I guess it's time for detention?" Before Takaki could even absorb what Yamada said, the latter bent forward, whispering, "Don't worry, I'll be sure to make it extra long just for you~" and then kissed him roughly once again.