先生のぺット : その手は放さないでくれ
Sensei No Petto : Don't Let Go Of This Hand
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~Team GEMINI~
Yuki : YES!! SENSEI NO PETTO! XD This is actually the original version of the story. I actually remember a reviewer ask me if the story had anything to do with the Manga/Drama "Kimi wa Petto". I have to clear this up right now, but Sensei No Petto started off with a line from a song from Zetsubou Sensei, "Marrionete" to be exact. The line is, "Sensei no petto". xD So yea... the idea stuck and this is what I got. I litterally took teacher's pet seriously... but with a twist.
This story is REALLY different from the Sensei No Petto we posted up first. The two have NOTHING in common what so ever. To prove that the two have nothing in common I will give you one special hint.
Type in : xyuki(.)deviantart(.)com(/)art(/)Soccer-Fate-112054469 and just remove the parenthesis. :3
:3 So enjoy our latest story posted, and once again remember REVIEW IF YOU WANT THE STORY UPDATED.
Chapter 1
Big Girl's Don't Cry
Once again I woke up to an empty bed. I know I really shouldn't bother feeling depressed about this, I mean when was the last time I had a steady lover? Last night didn't count, so I think about... oh, it's been 6 months since we broke up. Not that I care really, he was such a pathetic excuse of a man.
I got off of the lonely and somewhat sticky bed with a groan. I've always hated love hotels, it just stunk. They clean it but the smell of sex just wouldn't leave, and I can't believe I allowed myself to get taken here again. I'm such a slut.
Uwa-Uwa-Wa-A
I growled at the tune, snarling at it really as I snatched the hot pink phone off of the table, I frowned at the name it displayed. It was my boss, and she did not seem happy about this.
"Hello?" I mumbled. My boss's voice was hard to listen to her annoying fake accent, the little lisp she had, as well as the fact I had a killer hang over. "Mhm, I'll be over as soon as I can. Think you can get someone to put it on my desk? Ah, okay, thank you."
I scanned the room for my clothes and found them scattered all over the floor carelessly. I also noticed that there was another set aside from my own. The poor bastard hasn't left yet, I can probably stiff him with the bill for the hotel. So I quickly went for my clothes and began to dress, and as I dressed I could hear the sound of water running. He was taking a shower, and if my ears aren't deceiving me, I think he was singing the opening theme song to the hit tv show, The Depression of Round Edge Sharpie.
"Crap, how desperate was I last night?" I asked myself with utter disgust.
Finally I was dressed, smelling of beer, sex, and the stench of a man. I checked the hotel room once again to see if I had forgotten anything, and seeing as I had everything I just simply left.
Work was the same as usual, people scurrying away from me, whispering to each other, and most of all checking me out all at the same time. It was really quite tiresome, and at other times it was just downright unbearable. And today, it was actually pretty tolerable compared to others.
"Ah, Sensei," a man stuttered out. "Do you think you can look at these spread sheets?" he asked me with a quivering hand as he held the sheets out. I looked up at him with a stoic face and nodded my head. "O-Or maybe not, I'll ask Steve instead. Sorry for bothering you, Ma'am!"
I sighed and replied, "Sure, do that."
"Yes, Ma'am!" he stammered out with a salute.
'Stupid weakling.' I thought to myself with a scowl as I turned back to my boring game of solitaire. 'I need something to do ASAP.'
Work had lasted much longer than expected. The boss caught on to what I was doing and finally gave me something to do, they were the spread sheets from earlier. I guess Steve couldn't figure it out, not that they were difficult, they were just long... really, really long.
The time now was 8pm, I was the last one out from my entire division, the day shift. The only good thing that I made out of this predicament was the fact I had overtime pay to look forward to. See, there are good things about being single.
After leaving the office I wandered into a local bar to get picked up by someone. The bar was high class of course, so no sleazy drunks here, just rich snooty people looking for a good time. It wasn't long till I got hit on.
"What's a pretty lady like you doing here all alone?" he asked me with a grin. I didn't look at him directly, but I had quirked my eyebrow to show him that I was listening. "Where's your boyfriend, Little Lady?" he asked me.
"Don't have one." I replied courtly.
"Ah, so you willing to have a good time with me tonight?" he offered with a dashing grin. I merely shrugged my shoulders. The grin on his face was wiped off clean by this gesture. "Playing hard to get are ya?" he growled at me. Now I was paying attention to the conversation. The person I would go home with would show up in a little while, I just had to wait till he felt the need to save me. The man sneered at me as he grabbed hold of my arm, people watched the scene but none came to help me. "You're coming with me whether you like it or not." He placed a hand over my mouth to prevent me from screaming, but still no one came to help.
He dragged me out through the back door and forced me into the dark alley. He pushed me again the brick wall, his hand still covering my mouth tightly. I felt his fingers make a trail on my right leg, his rank breath on my neck, and his tiny erection rubbing against my inner thigh.
"You're a pretty tall bitch, not my type, but you've got a pretty good face and seriously nice tits." he chuckled. "Don't go fightin' it okay, Sweetie? Just relax." The sound of his zipper going down was probably the scariest thing I've ever heard. "I am so going to enjoy this."
"Let her go!" someone shouted angrily. My hero has finally come to save me.
The man turned to the new comer and sneered and said, "Why don't you make me you fucking blow job!"
My hero had stumbled and I had stopped my fidgeting. "W-Well... what the hell!?" my savior exclaimed in confusion. "What kind of comeback was that? Sheesh!"
"Scram!" the man screamed.
"I'll say this one last time, let her go!" the stranger exclaimed in anger. As a sign of defiance, the man grinned and grinded his tiny erection against me, causing me to scream out in disgust. The stranger's fist clenched tightly as he charged for us.
The man turned to the newcomer with a tiny pocket knife that was still larger than his tiny erection. The stranger didn't waver in their advance and launched a punch at the rapist. I felt a splatter of liquid on my face before the man went down. I had my eyes closed when the impacted had occurred, but when I opened my eyes and I finally got to see my savior's face. She was beautiful.
"You okay there, Ma'am?" she asked me with a tender smile. I nodded my head. She pulled out a tiny cloth from her pocket and wiped the tears off of my cheeks. "We should get you home, would you mind if I escort you?"
I was lost in her haunting ruby red eyes, a trait I have never seen on a normal person before. With a stammer I replied with a shy smile, "Yes, please do."
She nodded her head and extended her hand to the street, "Lead the way."
We walked in silence, the city buzzing around us as if we didn't exist at all. I took a moment to observe my savior a little better now that we had some decent light. She was truly an amazing person. She had long blonde hair tied down by a ponytail. Her face was something else; she looked regal like a prince, calm like a spring breeze, and gentle like a caring mother. Another feature I had noticed about her was the fact she caused my neck some great pain when I looked up at her. That was a tiny problem on my part.
"So um, my apartment is nearby. I can make it on my own." I lied. I wanted her to walk me home.
She shook her gorgeous head slowly, "It would be an honor to walk you home."
"Okay." I replied timidly.
We were once again walking in silence. I noticed I had slowed my walking pace to walk beside her, my eyes trailing her body once again. I liked how tall she was, and how graceful she moved. When people walked passed us, they would turn their heads and watch us with a lingering desire.
The Tokyo lights began to dimmer down as we entered the rural area of town. She and I stood before my apartment's front door awkwardly. I wanted her to come in, but I didn't know how to ask. I couldn't be blunt like how I acted with my past one night stands; she was something else, something special. I wanted her to stay, but how do I say it?
"I should get going now." she said trying to excuse herself politely. I opened my mouth to ask her to stay the night. "But um..."
"Yes?" I asked her excitedly.
She chuckled to herself quietly, her left hand going up to scratch the back of her head. "Do you have a band aid on you by any chance?" she asked me. I looked at her with a quirked eyebrow. Her eyes went wide as she began to wave her hands in front of me nervously. "Not that I wanna use the one you're using, uh ahahaha! Awkward." she laughed out nervously.
I watched her with an amused smile, but that smile faded away the moment I saw her right hand.
Flashback
The man turned to the newcomer with a tiny pocket knight that was still larger than his tiny erection. The stranger didn't waver in is advance and launched a punch at the rapist. I felt a splatter of liquid on my face before the man went down. I had my eyes closed when the impacted had occurred, but when I opened my eyes and I finally got to see my savior's face. She was beautiful.
"You okay there, Ma'am?" she asked me with a tender smile. I nodded my head. She pulled out a tiny cloth from her pocket and wiped the tears off of my cheeks. "We should get you home, would you mind if I escort you?"
End flashback
I don't cry, not even at the face of danger. "Your hand!" I exclaimed out in worry. I reached for her injured hand, the wound still seeping out the thick red substance at an alarming rate. "You got hurt trying to protect me..."
"Hm, it isn't as bad as you think." she said with a tender smile.
"No, it is! That moment when you wiped something off of my face that was blood wasn't it." It wasn't a question, I knew it was blood. The tender stranger didn't reply, she merely pulled her hand away from me and smiled.
"I am sorry for troubling you."
"Please come in, have a bath, please... it's the least I can do for you." I pleaded. It took a moment for the stranger to reply, her eyes showing me inner turmoil. "Please?"
She closed her eyes and nodded her head, "Only if it is okay with you."
"Of course it is! I owe you one for saving me." I replied with a bright smile. My hero blushed at me, and I felt myself swoon in her presence. "Anyways, follow me upstairs."
"Thank you once again." she said with a polite bow.
I lead her into the apartment complex, showing her to the elevator. We stood beside each other quietly, her eyes staring up at the floor we were currently passing. I chuckled quietly at how amused she was at the blinking numbers. It was cute really, she seemed so mature when she punched the daylights out of that guy with the tiny penis, but now she was like a little girl who had a thing for shiny lights.
"You're acting like you've never been in an elevator." I said giggling at her. My hero turned to me with a cute blush on her handsome face and returned her gaze to the flashing little lights. "Cute."
"Excuse me, what?" she says with much curiosity.
"Nothing," I tell her.
Once again we stood side by side waiting for my floor to come up next. I was beginning to fidget under the silence, but I found salvation when the elevator flashed Floor 18. I smiled at her and led her towards my door allowing her inside. As I led her inside I felt kind of nervous. Today will be my first night with another woman, and if things worked out for me I could at least get her number and maybe...
"Hm, the shower is over there." I told her pointing towards the bathroom. I turned to her and frowned, "After you take your shower I'll clean your wound." I said, a twinge of guilt running through my veins.
"Thank you for your hospitality." she said with a cute blush.
Quietly I watched her enter the bathroom and waited patiently for the shower to start up. When I heard the familiar sound of the water running I sprang to life. I ran into the bed room and tidied things up. Picking my dirty clothes and shoving them underneath the bed, and picking up the bras I had left hanging on the lamp and ceiling fan carelessly.
Running into the living room I picked up my discarded video games and put them in the game rack in a nice neat order. I pushed my game systems aside, fixing their cords neatly. I got up and headed for the first aid kit only stopping for an instance when my eyes met with the empty room inscribed with the name "Vivio". I felt a hallow pang in my heart as my eyes stared at that depressing room.
During that tiny instance, the water stopped running telling me that she had finished with her shower. I looked around briefly and found everything in check, and headed towards the place that I kept the first aid kit. The kit was placed conveniently in a closed cabinet in my book shelf.
"I should move this thing to a more visible spot..." I said to myself as I bent down and opened to door concealing the first aid kit. With the kit in hand I stood up and turned around. I saw her peeking at me curiously behind the wall cautiously. Waving my hand at her, "Come here, I'm not going to hurt you." I cooed with a quietly giggle.
She chuckled at me and walked over quietly. We sat down on the sofa, her hand stretched out towards to me, the wound clearly visible now that she had washed off the caked on blood. I winced as I got a good look at it. The wound the man had inflicted was much worse than I had first thought, much worse.
"I'm sorry." I said apologetically.
"Its okay." she replied quietly.
I reached out for her hand, grasping it softly with my own. Her skin felt so soft to the touch I couldn't help but give into the urge to run my thumb over her delicate fingers. I felt her eyes on me the whole time, she watched me carefully, tentatively, cautiously... waiting to pounce.
"Just got to wrap up the wound and we're done." I chirped happily. She nodded her head and smiled at me, that single smile made my heart soar.
So I turned my attention from her radiant smile to her now cleaned cut. I wrapped her hand securely in the gauze, tight enough so that it wouldn't fall off during the night and just loose enough to keep her blood circulating.
"There done!" I exclaimed with a grin.
My hero didn't say anything; she just sat there with a serious expression on her face. Her hand held onto my own tightly when I tried to release her. Her grip was tight, preventing me from escaping her clutches. I could feel electricity running through me with every second that passed by between us.
"No, we're not done." she informed me playfully.
She moved so quickly and I found myself pinned on the floor her lips capturing my own in a passionate kiss. This was what I was aiming for, a night with a beautiful woman who had risked her life to save me. There was no time to be scared, I had to take action!
"Fate," she said as she broke the kiss. I looked at her with a quirked eyebrow. "My name."
"Nanoha." I replied.
"I look forward to this then, Nanoha." she said with a sexy grin and a husky voice.
My name coming from her was enough to give me the necessary energy to overpower her. I took control and pinned her to the ground with an equally seductive grin on my face. I hovered over her, waiting for her to make the first move, and with a coy smile she caught on to what I was doing and raised her head and kissed me. The kiss was a lustful kiss at first, but it slowed down to a softer tenderer kiss.
My formerly nameless hero had somehow freed herself from my grasp and began to wrap her arms around my waist, pulling me down towards her. Every move I made to break free was fruitless, but the pressure she caused within me caused me to moan pleasantly as we kissed. I couldn't take the teasing anymore; I wanted to take things further. So I broke the kiss I turned my head towards the hallway and suggested to take this somewhere else.
I felt her hold on me slacken, allowing me to pull away from her. As I straddled her hips her eyes stayed focus on me. Her perfect featured mesmerized me in a way that no man has ever entranced me.
"Lead the way." she said with a husky tone of voice that sent chills up my spine. Her sweet little smile made my heart pound against my chest rapidly, but somewhere in the pit of my stomach I felt like I would regret this. "You do... wanna do me... right?" she asked me her head titling slightly as she bit her lower lip in a seductive, yearning way.
"Yes." was all I could say.