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Senior year history teacher of Marshall Mills High School, Mark Sloan walked towards the science room.

Izzie Stevens looked up from where she was looking through papers. She smiled as she saw her boyfriend. "Hey."

Mark smiled. "Hey." He closed the door behind him. "Grading papers?"

Izzie shook her head. "I did that last night." She raised an eyebrow at him. "Do you need something important?"

Mark smirked. "Yes, actually I do." He walked over to her and put his hands on her waist.

The only thing Izzie could comprehend about that was the fact that she had no windows in the classroom, and that school had just let out.

Mark crashed his lips onto hers, pulling her closer to him.

"We-" Izzie tried to form what she was trying to say, but his kisses were causing her to become on fire. "Can't-"

Mark lifted her up to sit her on a desk in the classroom close to them.

Izzie put her hands on the side of his jaw line, giving in, because it felt so good to.

Mark kissed her feverishly, he kissed to her chin, then down the side of her neck.

Izzie moved her hands to his shoulders. "Mark… What if someone walks in?" She moaned out, sounding like she didn't even care if anyone did walk in at that very moment.

"Then Isobel, that'll suck." Mark said against her neck before continuing his assault on it.

Izzie almost felt like screaming out his name as he felt his hands travel up her skirt.

Just then, a knock came at her door. "Ms. Stevens?" The door knob started to turn.

Mark and Izzie looked at each other. Mark took his hands off her and took a few steps back. Izzie jumped off the next, pulling down her skirt a little before the door opened.

Izzie's student, James walked in a couple of steps. "I brought the paper."

Izzie smiled. "Okay, good. Thank you." She walked over and took the paper, then proceeded to walk over to her desk.

James eyed the two who both seemed flustered at the moment. He raised an eyebrow.

Mark looked anywhere but at Izzie or their student.

"Your welcome." James eyed them one more time before turning and walking out of the classroom.

Once he was out of the room, Mark walked over to Izzie. He put his arms around her waist from the back.

Izzie laid the back of her head on his shoulder. "That's why I didn't want us to have sex in here." She let out a small groan.

Mark chuckled and leaned down to kiss her ear. "God I love you."