Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Teacher's Pet ❯ Forbiddian Passion ( Chapter 2 )

Teacher's Pet 2
Forbidden Passions
Author's Notes: This is an A/U that takes place in America at a High School. Yami is a history teacher and Arora is a student. So basically that means pedophile you could say!
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Arora lay her head back against the back of the tub and breathed in deeply taking in the scent of roses from the candles, bath salts, and bath gel. Her dark black hair was pinned up on top of her head in a messy and unruly bun. She closed her eyes and sunk lower into the bathwater running the loafa sponge over her body; she sat up in the bath and reached for her gel pouring a small amount onto the sponge she lathered it up and then ran it over her small body. Her mind going over the events of the day, she smiled when she ran it between her legs. She couldn't believe how good it had felt to be with Yami in that way. It had felt better then she had ever expected.

She sat up on her knees and stretched her muscles arching her back and stretching her arms over her head. She could feel eyes on her; but it didn't take a genius to figure out who was watching her. She laughed and remembered the happenings of early that day; when Yami had finally given into his feelings for her and took her in the classroom. Granted it wasn't exactly the most romantic place for her first time to have one's first intimate encounter.

In fact, Arora had half expected Pernia to be the one taken on a desk; not at school, but at her after school job at Kaiba Corps. Rumors were already running rampant that the twenty-two year old CEO had developed a rather heavy infatuation for the sixteen year old runner. The rumor mill was of course spread and made worse when a photographer from a tabloid magazine had managed to take a picture of the two of them standing near each other at a party in a position that made it look like they were doing something else. The tabloid had of course gone bankrupt the day that issue had hit the newsstands; a fact that only added fuel to the fire. Kaiba figured he would just let the fire burn itself out figuring people would start talking about something else eventually.

Arora though knew the truth; that Kaiba hadn't even looked at Pernia much less touched her. Pernia had admitted to Arora one night while they were studying that she found the young CEO very attractive but the male was far too cold hearted for her tastes. Of course, when they had been younger Yami had pointed at to her that Kaiba acted differently around Pernia then he did around the other girls. Looking back on that after the events of the day Arora began to wonder if Seto had wanted Pernia in the same way Yami had wanted Arora all those years ago.

Getting out of the bath Arora wrapped a towel around her and went into her bedroom. Taking a seat on her day bed, which just so happened to be across from the open window that gave her a view of Yami's bedroom, and proceeded to rub lotion onto her skin to prevent dryness. The lotion was a light floral scent, and matched the scent of the shower gel, salts, and candles.

With that finished she stood up and walked over to her chest of drawers which held her socks, fishnet stockings, and pantyhose in the top right hand drawer; her undergarments in the top left drawer; her slips in the middle drawer; and her night gowns in the bottom drawer. She opened the drawers one by one and pulled out a set of nude thigh high stockings, ivory lace panties and bra along with a matching garter belt, and an ivory slip. She then pulled on a short, ivory, gothic style dress of crushed velvet with gold lace up cording on the bodice. She then pulled on a pair of ivory pumps, with a strap around the ankle.

She applied her foundation and powder first before applying liquid black eyeliner along her top and bottom eyelids making sure to add a bit of a point to the corners. When that was finished she took her brown eye shadow and applied it going from light brown to medium brown to dark brown she put black mascara on. The taking a light brown lipstick she applied it to her bottom lip and then added a medium red lipstick on top and pursed her lips; taking a tissue paper she pursued her lips again and smiled at her reflection. She removed the pins from her hair and shook her hair out slightly before running a brush through her hair. The curls in her hair from it being in a bun hung loosely from her head and she shook her hair out by the roots with her nails. She smiled and slipped out of her room and into the night heading towards the guest house where Yami was waiting for her.

Yami watched the bath water and sweat glisten on her pale skin, he licked his lips and swallowed against his dry throat; he sighed and took a swig of whisky as he watched her stand up. He didn't understand why even after seeing her naked body time and time again and actually feeling it he still reacted to the sight of it like a hormonal teenager. He slipped into a dark blue button up work shirt that matched his black pants. She was coming over for dinner and a movie; he smiled hoping that she would stay for a little more. He made his way into the kitchen and checked on the food he had prepared; smiling in satisfaction that it was still relatively hot he removed a lighter from his pocket and lit the two slender white taper candles resting in silver candlesticks. Then he made his way over to the refrigerator and tossing the lighter on the counter next to it opened the door reaching for the wine.

It was merlot, his favorite type, he smiled opened a drawer to retrieve the bottle opener; once he popped the top he went back over to the table and filled the two wine glasses. Finally everything was set and ready.

Ding Dong.

He smiled again she was right on time.

Yami walked over to the door, pausing to slip his feet into some nice shoes, and then opened the door. Yami stared at the young female before him; the ivory dress and brownish makeup gave her a mysterious and exotic look next to her pale skin and dark hair and eyes. He smiled again and slipped his arm around her waist ushering her inside. She grinned and stood on tiptoe slightly to kiss his lips. Yami closed his eyes and kissed her back before pulling away.

"You look lovely," he breathed.

"Thanks," blushed Arora, before looking him up and down slightly. "You look rather nice has well Yami." Yami smirked and ushered her to the table. "I didn't know you could cook," she said has Yami pulled her chair out so she could seat down before scooting it back in (Boys, take notes). "Thank you," she said referring to him pulling her chair out for her.

"Yes," said Yami, smiling at her taking his own seat. "I made Meatball Marinara (if anyone wants a recipe for this email me to let me know and I will track the one I have down and send it to you), Garlic Bread, a salad, and of course desert."

"What did you make for desert?" asked Arora, picking up her spoon and started to eat.

"That," said Yami smirking before chewing on some of the pasta. "Is something you will have to see for yourself."

Arora gave him a level look before taking a sip of the wine, she stared at it and blinked, before setting it down again. "Wine?" she asked surprised.

"Something wrong?" asked Yami with a raised eyebrow. "Do you not like Merlot?"

"No," said Arora quickly shaking her head and answering his first question. "Its just I am surprised you never seemed like the type to like wine."

Yami smirked inwardly it was true he really never liked wine that much in high school and half way through college; but Mai had and whenever Joey and Mai had a part she would insist on having more wine then beer. Yami had sampled every type of wine by the end of their second year before deciding he preferred Merlot above the others.

"Do you like it?" asked Yami, smiling at her sweetly.

"It is rather interesting," said Arora thoughtfully taking a sip of wine again, her eyes flickered in concentration has she focused on the taste. "It tastes a bit dry though."

"I know," Yami smiled. "That is why I like it so much."

Arora smiled and the rest of the meal was eaten with the two of them talking about Yami's college days both avoiding the topic of Haria. When it was over Yami and Arora cleared their plates and Yami went to the refrigerator and opened it removing the desert he had made, Chocolate Mousse. She smiled, touched, at the fact that he had taken the time to find out what her favorite desert was. He spooned it out into two dishes and added a dollop of whipped cream. Then handing her one dish and picking up the other he wrapped his arm around her waist and the two of them walked to the living room and Arora took a seat on his couch. Yami placed his bowl down and returned to the kitchen for the wine glasses and wine bottle which he placed before them on the coffee table.

Yami took his seat next to Arora and sat down picking up the desert he leaned back and pulled Arora against him with one arm. Arora placed her head on his chest and placed the spoon in her mouth.

"So," she began slowly, looking up at him. "What now?"

"Well," said Yami, kicking his shoes off noticing that she had done so while he was getting the wine and had her feet tucked under her. "We can watch a movie or we can…."

"Can?" probed Arora.

"Not watch it and finish dessert and then have another dessert," Yami smirked, his tongue snaking out to lick away a spot of whipped cream from the corner of her mouth.

"Well," said Arora. "What movies do you have?"

"Nothing you would like pet," said Yami, taking some of his dessert.

Arora was tempted to ask him how he would know but then her remembered that he spied on her often before the events of the day. She smiled and placed the finished desert down and rolled over so that she was on top of him. He smirked and placed his bowl on the coffee table and maneuvered himself so that their bodies were placed closer together; her arms wrapped around his neck and she kissed him slowly.

Sighing Yami wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back heatedly. When they pulled away Yami stood up and pulled her too him. Arora smiled and allowed him to lead her to his bedroom. He sat her down on the bed and stroked her chin while she unbuttoned his shirt and ran her hands over his chest, getting a feel for his muscles. He smiled down at her and helped her to remove it from his shoulders. He kneeled before her and settled between her legs; his hands ran up her thighs journeyed farther upwards to her shoulders before gently taking the straps of her dress down and letting it pool around her waist.

He cupped the back of her head and leaned forward to kiss her pressing her into the mattress beneath them. She sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck pressing her breasts against his chest. His hands ran down her body and they wrapped around her waist lifting her up slightly so that he could move them higher up on the mattress and positioned her body so that her head rested on the multitude of pillows. His hands pulled the dress the rest of the way off of her and tossed it behind them at the foot of the bed.

Yami pulled back and stared down at the female beneath him and smiled down at her before lowering himself down and settling his hips in between her legs. His hands trailed down her side to grab a hold of the ivory slip and pushed it up over her hips. He trailed his lips down her body sliding in between her breasts and down her stomach he licked at her bellybutton causing her to squirm and giggle happily while digging her fingers into his wild hair.

"Yami!" she giggled when he nipped it gently and then licked at it before moving to her where her panties and garter belt started.

Yami nipped her skin slightly and pulled the garter belt away from her skin and licked her skin underneath it. He then slowly began to pull it down ward while it was still in his teeth. Arora leaned up and watched him pull her garter belt and stockings down to below her knees. He pulled back up to look over her and lowered himself down to her stomach and licked her skin and top of her panties. Arora arched her back and groaned happily running her hands over his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin.

Hooking the panties into his fingers he slowly pulled it down her thighs and stopped it just above her knees. He pushed the slip up higher on her body and slide his hand over her heated stomach. She closed her eyes and arched her back, moaning in pleasure. Chuckling Yami pressed his lips against her skin trailing butterfly kisses down her stomach to the juncture of her thighs. His tongue snaked out and he licked her between the folds; causing her to let loose a strangled cry. Her hands flying over her head to grip the iron railings of the bed.

Yami cracked an eye open and smirked at the site of the girl gripping the rods tight enough for her knuckles to turn white. Closing his eyes again he went back to his work and was gratified at the steady thrusting of her hips. Finally seconds before her orgasm he pulled away and moved himself so that he was laying on top of her and that her hands wrapped around his neck while he slipped his fingers into her core and proceeded to pump them in and out of her body.

Arora buried her head into his neck and groaned against his skin has her orgasmic fluids followed over his fingers and onto the sheets. He smirked and removed his fingers from her body and raised them to his lips to lick them clean.

"You taste like honey," he murmured before lowering his head and kissing her lips sliding his tongue in so she could taste herself.

Yami finally pulled away so she could breathe and sat up staring down at her half clothed and breathing heavily; her breasts looked like they were about to break her bra and slip they were heaving so hard. Yami smirked and reached down to pull her stockings and panties the rest of the way down; before tossing them onto the floor with her dress.

Arora sat up and crawled the short distance over to him and wrapped an arm around his neck while bracing herself with the other arm on his thigh. She pressed her lips against him softly at first before becoming more impassioned and increasing the passion of the kiss. She gently eased him against the footboard and slowly trailed butterfly kisses down his neck and chest paying attention to the muscles in his chest and then his stomach. When she reached his bellybutton she dipped her tongue into it and pulled it out slowly.

Yami sighed in contentment has the female ran her delicate hands down his chest and took a firm hold of his pants and unbuttoned them pulling apart the tabs to get the zipper undone. Her hands then got a firmer hold on his pants and boxers pulling the entire thing down his legs and tossing them onto the floor with her dress, garter belt, stockings, and panties. She lowered her moth once again and slowly began to nip at the skin in between his hips causing the male beneath her to let out pleased grunts.

Arora lowered herself just enough for her to snake her tongue around him before taking him fully into her mouth. With a deep moan Yami latched onto her hair and jerked her head slightly in a signal for more. She complied with his request and began to speed up her sucking until he released his seed into her sweet little mouth and she swallowed every drop. After which she kissed back up his chest and latched onto his mouth her legs straddling his hips; while his hands groped her butt. After awhile they pulled apart and Yami moved the straps of her bra and slip down her arms and gave a slight yank letting her breasts be released from their confines.

Cupping one of them in her hand she offered it to him; which he accepted and began to suck on it like a starved infant. Arora moaned and ran her hands through his hair and yelped when his hands slide inside her vaginal core and started to massage her so he could stretch her opening in preparation for later activities. Moaning Arora pulled away and stared down at him while she reached down and pulled her slip off of her body so that the only thing she was semi not wearing was her lace bra.

Licking his lips Yami unhook her bra strap and tossed it onto the floor with the rest of their clothes and then wrapped his arms around her again kissing her slowly, while they kiss Yami sat up and gently lowered her into her back on the bed with her head resting in between the pillows. They continued to kiss has he slowly slide himself into her body. Groaning Yami pulled away from her lips and concentrated on the thrusting of their hips.

They continued to groan and moan while their hips thrust together and their lips occasional meet in a quick brief kiss. It felt good to have Arora pinned underneath his body instead of the other way around. Ideas began to form in his head on what all he could do with her in his bed. Forbidden ideas that would definitely get in trouble with the law more trouble then with this, he could have some major fun with Arora.

The pleasure seemed shortly lived when they came and spilled their orgasmic juices on each other. Yami rolled to the side and pulled Arora against him. They kissed again and Arora snuggled into his embrace, closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep. Sighing Yami grabbed the comforter from the ends of the bed and wrapped it around them, before joining her in blissful slumber.