Pairing:
Pyro/ Cyclops (John/Summers)
Rating: R
Inspiration: That
Nagging voice that I hear every time John gets Detention
Summary:
What is it gonna take?
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John waltzed into Scott Summer's Classroom, listening to his iPod and humming along as he slumped into one of the seats near the back of the empty room. Soon after, The older mutant filed in, sitting some papers in his desk. "Put that away." he said, walking over to the walking flamethrower. Pyro removed the offending earbuds and wrapped them around the music payer, stuffing it in his pocket and taking out a lighter, which the teacher promptly relieved him of my taking it and siitin it on his desk, then grabbing a small paperback book and a notepad, as well as a pen. "Start copying."(1) he spoke to the angry teen who sighed anf glared daggers at the teacher. "Don't get upset at me, I'm not the one that forced a younger student to do my homework." He said, taking a seat at his desk and picking up a novel, flipping it open to a marked page. They sat for two hours in silence, until John sat down his pen,
"I'm done. Can I go now?" He growled, placing the work on Summers' Desk and Grabbing his lighter, which was promptly snatched away.
"Not so fast. Sit down." Scott said as he put the novel down and stood, motioning for Pyro to return to his seat. After doing as told, he crossed his arms,
"What now?"
"I want you to tell me what it's gonna take to get you to stop getting detention."
"Stop assigning book reports?" John offered with a sneer and a slight malicious chuckle. The teacher sighed,
"Well, If you'd come to class, I wouldn't have to give you extra work.
"Then just leave me alone. Unless you want to see me that badly, because if you do, just say so." Pyro smirked, he loved toying with people.
"John..."
"Pyro."
"You're going to sit here until you give me a good reason to let you leave." Pyro said nothing, but raised an eyebrow. After a long silence, he spoke up,
"Could you give me a hint?"
"No.
This is a test." John stood up, "Sit back down."
"Mister
Summers, I have ways to make you let me leave, and none of them
include my powers. Just let me go."
"Try Me." The teacher was clearly not amused.
"You underestimate me."
"Good Guess." John frowned and stepped close to the teacher, scowling.
"May I please go?"
"I told you--" He was cut off By John's hand on his manhood,
"Please?" Te teacher remained silent, even as John dropped to his knees, arms crossed, glaring down at the student. John smirked as he unbuttoned his teacher's slacks and puled them down along with the older mutant's briefs. "You sure you don't wanna let me go?" John asked, sitting back and looking up at the teacher arrogantly. Scott contemplated Kicking the student, btu his face had softened and he remained silently neutral, looking away.
John proceeded to put his mouth tenderly on the teacher's cock, swirling his tongue around the head and slowly taking it further into his mouth. John's mouth was hot, almost burning, which caused the teacher's breath to quicken and grow ragged. Scoot gripped the front edge of his desk tightly and tilted his head back as Pyro's tongue massaged the underside of his hard-on. John sucked hard, wanting it to be over as soon as possible, bobbing his head in and out quickly, and showing his teacher why his Mouth was only Good for one thing.
Back in his dorm, John leaned over the sink and furiously scrubbed at his mouth with his electric toothbrush.
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(1) For his Detention work, John Has to copy down SAT words and their definitions, an exercise he's all too familiar with.
