{ Teachers Pet : Log 04 } - for triedinception

[bamf_pointman]

To be perfectly honest, Arthur's day had gone from shitty to even shittier.

First, it was raining and it wasn't the nice kind of rain either, it was the cold and miserable sort of rain. The kind that gets under your skin and keeps you chilled throughout the entire day.

Second, his car didn't want to start this morning so as while he dealt with

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[triedinception]

Eames was starting to dread these times with Arthur. Not because he didn't like the teen (no no, that wasn't the problem at all...) but because when it was just them, after the class, he would find it harder to restrain himself. Harder, without the eyes of a class, to keep from pulling the boy down into his lap, to keep from kissing him, from bending him over his desk and fucking him until Arthur sobbed and his pretty little bum was full of Eames' spunk.

Thoughts he shouldn't even be idly entertaining if he wanted to keep this professional facade up.

So it was with a slightly forced smile that he looked up and greeted Arthur. Not being a teenager, he could no longer get it up on a dime but his cock gave a little twitch like it would if it could.

"Arthur," he said, his accent a tad rougher. "I'll be needing your help today with the class. It's a good thing you've had this class before, we'll be going over a timeline for studying and they might need help filling in the blanks."

[bamf_pointman]

That accent always warmed Arthur from the inside out and today it seemed no different. It was a good thing his back was facing Eames so the other man couldn't see just what it did to Arthur. He cleared his throat subtly and nodded. "Sounds good; I can do that, professor," he said, straightening and turning to face him. His patience was pretty shot to hell today but this was what he was here for - to assist Eames with what he needed.

"Have a good day so far?" he asked, attempting to remain in slightly good spirits for the class. It was the only class he cared about at the present minute.

[triedinception]

Eames kept his fragile smile on, noting how Arthur was slow to turn around. It only afforded him a view of that lovely backside (one of many things he couldn't stop thinking about).

"It's been a day," Eames hedged, not wanting to not talk to Arthur but at the same time not wanting to talk too much. "No terrible students but nothing outstanding either."

[bamf_pointman]

Arthur nodded in understanding. "I can relate to that," he gave Eames a wry smile. "I'm going to have to leave right after class today, sir. My car wouldn't start this morning and so I'm going to have to get a ride from someone." Honestly, he looked forward to spending the extra time alone with Eames and hated that he wouldn't tonight, especially after the crappy day he'd had.