"Uh, um, yes? Can I help you with something, Yohan?", Johan stuttered as he tried to get his bearings. He wasn't expecting the older bluenette to be there!
Yohan leaned down so the two were eye level since Johan, being younger, was a bit shorter than himself, "Yeah, actually, there is something you can help me with. Thanks for asking. Come with me for a sec.".
And just like that before the young bluenette could protest the older bluenette grabbed him by his wrist and pulled Johan somewhere in the school. Johan pouted slightly; he had wanted to go home and relax! However he knew he really shouldn't be mentally complaining since it was Yohan who was keeping him in the school. The older bluenette could've chosen anyone to help him with whatever he needed help with, but Yohan had chosen Johan and to be completely honest Johan had a HUGE crush on the older bluenette. They came to an empty classroom not to long after a few minutes of walking through the halls. Yohan led Johan inside and once in the classroom the older bluenette quietly locked the door behind them without the smaller bluenette knowing. Johan placed his school bag on one of the few desks in the room; on the way there the older bluenette had explained that they were going to decorate a banner for teh school festival that was coming up. When Johan had asked why the older bluenette chose him to help Yohan just smirked adn ruffled Johan's hair while answering that he knew Johan was a good drawer and very artistic. The younger bluenette blushed at the compliments, which made Yohan snicker at how cute the younger one was being. A giant white thing of paper had been laid out upon the floor with markers and paint tubs, accompanied by brushes, and pencils scattered nearby it. Johan scurried over to it. He had never seen such a blank piece of paper before and the artist in him wanted to get to work right away. Yohan had told him it was supposed to be the grand opening banner that was going at the entrance for the festival for their Christams fundraiser. Johan grabbed some markers and began to work. The time flew by as the young bluenette worked hard on making the banner wonderous, perfect, and eye-catching, but the banner wasn't the only thing that was eye-catching to Yohan right now. While the younger bluenette worked the older bluenette watched him work. When Johan was halfway through the poster the older bluenette couldn's take it anymore and pounced on the poor unsuspecting young sophmore. The senior lay atop Johan, pinning his wrists above his head with one hand while he let his other hand slip under the younger bluenette's shirt while giving him a rough kiss. When Johan signaled that he needed air and Yohan broke away the young sophmore was blushing redder than a cherry.
"WHAT-ARE-YOU-DOING?!", the flustered young bluenette whined out the growling question.
"Me?", Yohan asked innocently as he sat up, straddling Johan's stomach, while licking his lips, "I'm playing a game with you. It's called, 'I like you, you're cute, and I'm going to do whatever I please to you now because I've got you right where I want you'.".
"Well that' s a stupidly long name for that kind of game. Why not just call it LCT? You know L for Like, C for Cute, and T for trapped? WAIT WAIT WAIT!!! Why am I saying this?!", Johan screeched as he pulled his head together after giving it a few good shakes and then went back to staring up at the senior straddling him, "Why would you like me if you could have anybody? Why me?".
"Because you love me, I know it, and I reciprocate your feelings, darling. Now stay still and play LCT with me. Hehe.", Yohan smirked as he lay himself on top of the younger bluenette, earning a squeak of embarrassment and surprise in return for his actions.
"O-Okay . . . . ", Johan blushed, but couldn't protest anymore. His crush liked him back and was willing to take a new step; that's all the bluenette needed to know to agree and submit to the older boy.
Yohan smirked and crashed his lips back on to the sophmore as he let his one hand wander over what was under Johan's shirt. Smooth skin and a toned body, of course he had that himself, but on the younger bluenette it made him look delicious to Yohan. Johan's shirt came off without one protest at all, but a bit of a struggle. The younger bluenette wanted his hands back and the senior let him have thme back so he could use his other hand to wander more, ghost over the newly exposed flesh. Yohan's shirt came off a little while after Johan had gotten his hands back and that's when the two broke for air. Yohan smirked at the younger bluenette. he was playing too, now. Johan blushed at the playful comment, but the sophmore's blush dissiapted when the senior pressed his lips back on to Johan's own. This time Yohan decided to take another step forward and lick the younger bluenette's lips, asking for entry. Johan was sort of new to this, but he wouldn't deny Yohan anything that the older bluenette wanted. In this situation there was no expception to that. The younger bluenette couldn't supress the moan that escaped form his throat at the pleasurable caress that was provided to him from the feeling of Yohan's tongue sliding in between his slightly open lips. The sophmore could feel teh older bluenette's lips curl into a smirk as they still rested on his while Yohan explored Johan's mouth with his tongue. He earned a moan and a squeak every now and then when he massaged and coaxed teh other's tongue to play with his own. However the other should've known that this wouldn't be enough sooner or later and Yohan was making a beeling for Johan's pants; they came off quite quickly. The younger bluenette blushed brightly and pouted before pulled Yohan's own pants off and grinned mischievously. The senior smirked down at the sophmore beneath him. The kid was catching on. Their boxers were next to go and that was the end of their clothing; their clothing littered the classroom floor. Johan was blushing like mad, they were both exposed, but it seemed that only he cared. After a few more kisses, licks, nips, and nibbles the younger teen seemed to relax and Yohan had him exactly where he wanted him. Before Johan knew what was going on he was flipped on to his stomach and Yohan was on top of him, pinning him to the floor. The young bluenette shivered, both from fear and excitement, because he pretty much knew what Yohan was going to do next and it hurt. Well it hurt at first, but Johan got used to it and when Yohan was finished they stopped; both of them felt exhuasted. Yohan rolled off of Johan and laid next to the younger bluenette. He hooked an arm around the sophmore's waist and pulled him closer to him. Yohan gave the younger bluenette one final kiss before getting up to put his clothes back on. Johan just lay there for a second before bolting up to get dressed again as well. When both bluenettes were dressed once more Johan grabbed his school bag and Yohan walked him home Johan was standing in his doorway, facing Yohan.
"So I'll see you tomorrow so we can 'work' on that banner again, right, babe? You'll be coming over to my house so we can.", Yohan snickered slightly as he leaned close to the sophmore as the blush from before was renewed.
"Um-Uh-huh . . .", Johan nodded his head as his blush intensified, but he smiled back at the senior leaning in his doorway.
"Good, I wouldn't have taken 'no' for an answer.", the older bluenette smirked once more before leaning down and catching Johan's lips in a chaste kiss before breaking away and turning to walk down the steps of Johan's front porch., "I'll see you tomorrow then~!!".
The older bluenette gave a wave over his shoulder as he walked back down the street, leaving a very happy, yet stunned and confused Johan in his doorway. The younger blunette shook it off and was halfway through closing the door when he smiled and whispered into the night at Yohan's retreating form, "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow, love . . .".
With that the sophmore closed his door behind him as he trotted up the stairs of his house to pounce on his bed and snuggled himself under the covers. he yawned once before drifting off into slumberland, smiling subconsciously the entire time. Today had been the best day ever, not to mention it was one heck of a way to start the weekend.
