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Post by Holly on Dec 31, 2007 1:07:51 GMT -4
Landon walked into the empty and dusty room and tossed his empty bag on the floor.
He didn't do homework.
He didn't do classwork.
He didn't do tests.
He thought his mom knew this...but nooo
She'd called the school and told them that he needed "extra" help.
WHAT THE FUCK?!
Like he was some retard?!
He was going to just not show up..
that was until they called him out of last period early to make sure he came.
So now the ancient guy they called a librarian was watching him with hawk eyes.
Landon rolled his eyes.
Like he could get in any trouble here,
aisle upon aisles of books that went to the ceiling...so if you went behind one no one would see you...
you know Landon might just come here sometimes with...company if you know what I mean.
Landon shook his head and tried to divert the dirty thoughts of the moans he could make in here....oh how'd they'd echo.
oh yeah...books...
Landon picked up a book off the table, opened it, put his face in it, and went to sleep.
His tutor would show up eventually...
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Post by michio jun okinawa on Jan 4, 2008 20:43:50 GMT -4
An aggrivated sigh escaped Owen's lips as he stood in front of the door to the Ryo High School's library. His light blue backpack was slung carelessly over his navy-blue t-shirt covered back. His pants were light denim, and tight as usual. His sneakers were white and spotless. There was a black sports bag drapped over the opposite shoulder filled with his cleats and a change of clothes for practice. Honestly this had to be the last place he wanted to be at the moment. Come on, why would he actually want to be tutoring people? Owen had tried tutoring before and it was just not something he liked.
Maybe it was the fact that when he met the kid he was tutoring the first thing that the kid said was 'Hey aren't you that gay kid?' And Owen knew that with his luck he'd get someone who was exactly like that kid and just didn't care. Not only that, but Owen's soccer coach was going to be pissed that he had missed practice. Owen hadn't missed a practice in what? Six years now?He hadn't even signed up for this shit. If you got higher than a B average than you were automatically signed up! What the fuck...stupid bastards
Owen contemplated just skipping and going right to soccer practice. But the school had actually gone to the trouble to call him out of class early. And he knew that if he didn't show up, the kid would be pissed becuase Owen had wasted his time, and the coach would be pissed because he'd get a call from the lady at the front office. Owen glared at the large door before him for a few more seconds before grabbing the handle and pulling it open.
He was met with a large gust of cool air and an almost empty library. The only person that was in view was the old librarian. He scowled. This kid better freaking be here. He approached the librarian and mustered up his best fake smile. He quietly asked where the kid was. The elder man pointed behind one of the large towers of books. He thanked the man and turned to meet the kid. Before he could take a step the man spoke. "So how is the team looking?" Owen just turned and smiled at the man who appeared as if he was born with the dinosaurs. "It's actually looking quite nice. We might actually win a few games." The man just smiled and returned to his chore of checking in books.
As Owen turned the corner he found a form that appeared to be asleep. Well it's better than while I'm in the middle of talking. He didn't even take a second glance at the kid before dropping his backpack on the table. He knew the kid wasn't going to be happy about being woken up. Like Owen actually cared, it wasn't like he knew this kid. He took a seat and dropped his other bag on the ground. He pushed his backpack off of the table before beginning to speak.
"Okay listen. I don't want to be here, and I doubt you want to be here. So let's make this quick. My name is Owen. Yes I am gay, and yes I play soccer. I'm actually supposed to be at practice right now. But let's not get into that."
Owen took a quick second glance at the form in front of him. Oh, you've got to be kidding me. This had to be some kind of like sick joke. Was he being Punk'd?
"Uhm, Landon?"
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Post by Holly on Jan 21, 2008 0:16:33 GMT -4
Landon jerked up at the sound of the back pack hitting the table.
"HOLY SHIT !"
He breathed huskily.
His eyes widened for a second time.
O-Owen??
He couldn't help but smirk as Owen went on his spew.
"Aw, you don't want to be here?"
Landon gave him his best pout and let his blue eyes dance over the blonde's body.
"If you want you can goto practice. I'll survive."
He picked up one of his books opening it...upside down.
Of course Landon being unaware of this pretended to read it.
geesh, this book makes no sense...
"I can study all on my own.."
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Post by michio jun okinawa on Jan 21, 2008 19:09:52 GMT -4
All of a sudden Owen regretted not seeing the person he was speaking to before he actually spoke. Now he looked like some kind of ass. Owen shook his head a bit as he saw Landon pout. His face flushed a light pink as he felt Landon’s eyes on him. He almost resisted the urge to scoff and roll his eyes at the comment though. Yeah right, like he was actually going to practice after seeing who he had the chance to tutor. Not that he was actually going to be teaching this kid anything other than new positions. That would count for anatomy though right?
Owen couldn’t help but smile as he watched Landon pick up the book and pretend to look through it. “Well clearly my assistance won’t be needed here. You’re so good that you can read backwards.” With that comment he practically bent over the table as he reached across and grasped the book. He took it from Landon’s hands for a moment so he could flip it. After it was the right way, he placed it back in the boys’ hands and chuckled a bit. This boy was just too cute for his own good, even when he was doing something kind of dumb. Owen stayed in his provocative position for only a moment and threw a wink at Landon before returning to his seat.
“I don’t really need to practice all that much anyway. And as if I actually mind. I’m just glad it’s you I’m tutoring, and not some stoner who’ll make lame jokes the entire time.” Owen stuck out his tongue in disgust. Honestly, he was not a big fan of stoners, or drugs in general. And his dislike had only increased from tutoring that stupid punk kid. But at the moment that was unimportant.
“Anyway where do you want to start?”
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Post by Holly on Jan 21, 2008 20:34:04 GMT -4
Landon could feel how smug his smile was,
He deserved to feel proud especially as he saw Owen's blush.
However his moment of glory was short lived, As Owen put his book...right side up.
He could feel his pale face flush immediately.His mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water.
Boy did he feel stupid...
Landon laughed as he scratched his head. He could have tried to come up with a clever come back to Owens remark,
but right now his pride was hurting too much.
He gave a nervous laugh and looked at the table.
"We could start by you telling me how you got into tutoring, or how lucky I am to have you as a tutor.."
He gave a cute smirk and thought to himself.
We could start by getting rid of all this unnecessary clothing...
Landon subconsciously started taking his hoodie off...
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Post by michio jun okinawa on Jan 21, 2008 22:19:41 GMT -4
The corners of Owen's lips turned upwards into a grin. "Well the truth is I didn't even sign up to become a tutor." He paused for minute and let another chuckle escape from his throat. "First time my mom signed me up. And I got with some punk kid who just loved making jokes about what I did in the locker room." He stuck out his tongue once again in disgust. He wouldn't date another athlete, ever. "Yeah right, like I'd ever date another soccer player anyway." Owen shook his head and looked back to Landon. "And I actually didn't sign up this time either. I have above a B+ average in all my classes so they felt it was necessary to take me out of soccer practice."
"But all of a sudden tutoring doesn't seem like such a negative thing anymore." Owen paused and stopped speaking for a moment. He let his light blue eyes explore the form in front of him as the boy removed his hoodie. From that simple motion a plan had already formulated in the platinum blonde boys mind. The smile that had been plastered on the boys face quickly switched to somewhat of a sexy smirk. Oh their tutoring sessions were going to be enjoyable alright. Actually enjoyable probably wasn't the right word to use, pleasurable would probably be a better term to use.
"I have an idea on how this whole tutoring arrangement is gonna go down. You care to hear it?"
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Post by Holly on Jan 21, 2008 22:24:49 GMT -4
Landon raised an eyebrow as Owen babbled.
His lips looked pretty when he talked....
oh yeah...I wonder what happened in the locker room?
"Wow, you don't want to be here more than I do!"
He gave a quick smile before ruffling the right side of his hair.
"I'm not here by choice either...but I don't mind so much."
He grinned brightly, then raised an eyebrow at Owen's statement.
"Well then, Do elaborate..."
Oh he hoped this was going in the same direction his plan was going in,
Cause his pants were starting to feel a little...tight... |
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Post by michio jun okinawa on Jan 22, 2008 19:08:38 GMT -4
The smirk didn’t leave Owens face as his eyes stayed on Landon. He was almost tempted to throw the books off the table, and tell Landon to fuck him right there. Normally he had a lot of patience with this type of thing, but this Landon kid was just driving him [Ahem, mostly his lower regions] insane. He almost did push the books off the table, but he figured that his first plan would be a lot more entertaining.
“Okay, well I’m assuming that I’ll probably be tutoring you every week probably until the end of the year. And if not well we can fix it so I am.” He left eye closed in a rushed wink before he continued his explanation. “Well since it’s pretty obvious that we both want each other so I propose we play a game.” At his first comment his face flushed a bit. He had just openly admitted having a sexual attraction to this boy. Not something he’d do with just anyone. But it figured it couldn’t hurt their situation at all.
“Okay every week I’ll give you a different subject and chapter to study. And when I see you the next week I’ll test you.” Owen shook his head a bit. His explanation sounded a lot better in his head. “Boring so far right? Well it gets better, I promise. So I’ll ask you the questions and every time you get one right then I’ll remove an article of my clothing.” He paused and the corner of his lips turned downwards, showing less of a smirk when he said the next part. “But every time you get one wrong, I’ll put an article of clothing on.” The smirk quickly turned back upwards again. “And if you can get me completely naked, then you have your way and do whatever you want with me.” Owens eye closed again in another wink.
It probably wouldn’t satisfy Owen’s desire for sexual contact with this boy fast enough. And he was pretty sure that he’d just have sex with Landon anyway. But it would give the boy at least a little incentive to study. But that’s only if he finds me attractive. SHIT. Why didn’t I think of that before?! Ignoring his thoughts he continued to smirk at Landon.
“Sound good?”
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Post by Holly on Jan 28, 2008 16:32:34 GMT -4
Landon raised an eyebrow as Owen started.
a game...sound interesting...
As Owen started talking Landon could feel his jaw go slack.
All Landon had to do was answer a few stupid questions and wow...
way to easy...
Without meaning to Landon finished his thoughts out loud...
"Shit, that means I have to actually read..."
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Post by michio jun okinawa on Jan 28, 2008 19:17:12 GMT -4
A platinum blonde eyebrow raised as Owen continued to stare at Landon. A chuckle escaped his throat and he nodded his head a little in response to the boy's comment.
"Well yeah. Just because I think you're cute doesn't mean I'm going to let you off that easily. Besides the questions are probably going to be the basic information anyway."
Yeah if Owen had it his way he would have just given Landon the answers and not even have bothered asking the questions. But he knew that the administration would be probably be checking up on the boys progress. And if Landon continued to fail, then he'd probably get some nerdy tutor. Or even worse a good looking one! Yeah right, like he was going to let some other smart blonde move in on Landon that easily. Psh. He accompanied his previous comment with another wink.
"And I can make all the reading worth it."
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Post by Holly on Mar 15, 2008 10:12:26 GMT -4
Landon smirked and closed his upside down book.
"Butttt couldn't I just ask nicely?"
He gave an innocent smile and batted his eyelashes furiously.
His blue eyes wide as dishes.
"and what happens if I don't ever get ANY questions right, does that mean you'll stop tutoring me?"
He gave a pretend pout.
Looking up at the clock he realized just how much time had passed.
It didn't look like there'd be much time for Owens unusual method of teaching today... [/color] |
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Post by michio jun okinawa on Mar 15, 2008 14:25:41 GMT -4
Owen's face twisted and mimicked the opposite boys pretend pout. "Well on a normal occassion yes you normally could. But things change when you add in the fact that I'm your tutor. Disappointing isn't it?" His face stayed in the pretend pout as his eyes stayed on the other boy. "Besides, I think this will be fun." The pout dissipated as the corners of his mouth turned upwards into a smile. His right eye closed in a wink. "While stripping I can put on quite a show."
He laughed at the darker haired boys second question and shook his head a bit. "No I won't stop tutoring you." Once again, he wasn't letting anyone get near this kid. He paused and sent mind death threats to anybody who even tryed to take his place as Landon's tutor. Especially the attractive ones. Owen could be quite...territorial when he chose to be.
"Buut you won't get to have my body any way you choose either, because it clearly won't be all that important." Owen paused at fixated his crystal eyes on the other boy. "If you think about it, it's kind of like a double-edged sword."
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Post by Holly on Mar 15, 2008 22:49:23 GMT -4
Landon frowned.
"Are you sure you want to waste the time asking questions?"
He grinned he might be able to get somewhere with this ploy...
"You really wanna risk it?"
He tilted his head to the side and pouted cutely.
"I'm really stupid, this could take a while..." [/color] |
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Post by michio jun okinawa on Mar 16, 2008 11:57:22 GMT -4
Platinum blonde hair shifted back and forth as Owen shook his head. “Yes, I will waste the time with the questions.” Owen almost laughed at how hard Landon was trying to escape studying. “And yes, I will risk it, considering the questions will be ridiculously easy.”
“Because unfortunately you got the sexual kid with an unusual amount of patience.” By now Owen was lying through his teeth. He was pretty sure that if Landon really tried hard enough and chose his comments carefully he could have Owen underneath him within minutes. After all, all Landon had done was remove a sweatshirt and it sent Owen’s mind racing into all kinds of sexual fantasies. It was just a goddamn sweatshirt!
He smiled innocently over at the boy. “Besides, I don’t think you’re giving yourself enough credit. Come on, you can’t be THAT dumb.” He really couldn’t be. He had met Owen a total of what? Three times now? And he was playing him like a gameboy. |
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Post by Holly on Mar 16, 2008 13:22:56 GMT -4
Landon stuck his tongue out childishly as Owen continued this senseless ploy of asking questions.
Landon almost choked when Owen said he couldn't be THAT dumb.
"Ahahahaha"
Landon literally fell out of his chair earning a loud
"HUSH!"
From the man sitting somewhere in the front of the room.
Landon clutched at his stomach and wiped away a tear that had fallen in the midst of his jovial intermission.
"Wow, uhm...You're in for a surprise." [/color] |
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