Beyond Tutoring

By: LartenCrepsleyForeva123

Hiya! LartenCrepsleyForeva123 here :3 So my classmates and I are having a contest on who can write the best fanfiction in one week's time. Soooooooo yeah. The other contestants are my friends chykla and xXAthenaXx. I don't want my profile to be all-empty and my Fanfiction buddies are waiting for me to publish a story soooooooo…here we go.

Disclaimer: Well no one on Fanfiction owns the Cirque Du Freak series soooooooo there's no point in doing the disclaimer but rules are rules. *shrugs*

Note: Darren is a girl. Her name is Karen. Karen is 18, Steve=19. Since Karen is a girl, she is too scared to steal the spider thus causing Steve to not get bitten and thus causing Karen not to turn into a vampire. This fic takes place years later.

"100% again Karen. Good job. Maybe you should give your friend over there a lesson." The teacher jerked his head toward Steve.

"Huh? What?" Steve woke up from his nap and looked around with sleepy eyes.

"I was saying that Karen over here should give you some tutoring to boost your grade Mr. Leonard." He gave him his paper. 33%.

I giggled. They both glared at me and I cleared my throat and looked at my desk.

"Maybe you should give him tutoring if you think this is so funny." He looked at the ceiling thoughtfully. "Alright. It's settled. Karen, I'm assigning you to tutor Steve. If his grade doesn't go up, I'll fail you too."

I stared at my teacher in utter disbelief. "What? That's not fair! Steve doesn't even know what's 9x9!"

"Hey! I know what 9x9 is! It's-" He thought for a minute. Then, "Its 91!"

I faced palmed. "Steve, it's 81."

"Oh. B-but I was close though."

"See what I mean?"

"Alright. Fine. You don't have to make him pass, I just need to see some improvement. How's that?"

"Much better."

"But! If he does have a passing grade, which is almost impossible, then I'll give you A's for the rest of the year."

"What kind of deal is that? I'm already getting A's!"

"What I meant was that I'll give you A's even if you don't do your homework." My face lit up. "Really! No joke?"

"Really."

"Yes! I can finally work on my Fanfiction! Um, I mean I can finally start reading all the books on my shelf. Hee hee."

"Alright. I'll notify your parents."

It was Steve's turn to talk, "You don't need to tell my mom, she's- she doesn't care."

"Fine. Tutoring starts today. I'll give you until the end of the quarter to raise his grade, okay?"

"Yes sir!"

Later at Steve's house

"My room's upstairs. You can tell it's mine. Just look for the vampires."

"Hey, where's your mom?"

"My mom's on vacation. She's coming back in a week."

"Oh. Is that why you told Mr. O'Neil not to call your mom?"

"Yup."

"Oh. Okay."

"You go up first and have a seat. I'll meet you upstairs after I get some food."

"Okay."

I walked up the stairs and went down the hallway. Soon enough, I saw a black door with vampire posters all over it. "That must be the room."

I walked inside. What a mess! Dirty clothes were thrown all over the place. Vampire and monster books were spread out in front or the shelf with books upside down and on top of books. His blanket and pillow thrown all over and off the bed. I crinkled my nose. It reeked! I felt a little nauseous.

"Who wants pizza?" Steve walked into the room holding two sodas and a plate of pizzas. He looked at my face. "What?"

"What's that smell? It smells like something died in here!"

"I really don't know."

"Ah. Whatever. Let's begin."

30 minutes later

Steve stared at the paper blankly. "Whaaaaaaaat?"

"Ugh! Look, just use the FOIL method. F=first terms. O=outs- Steve! Are you even listening?"

Steve was balancing a pencil on his nose. I snatched the pencil away.

"Ow!"

Steve flopped back on the bed and held his eye.

"Oh! I'm sorry! Did I hurt your eye?" I leaned over his whimpering body. In a flash, he pinned me down on the bed.

"Eep!"

"Gotcha."

"Steve! You scared me to death."

"Heh, heh, heh. You're so easy to fool you know."

I rolled my eyes. "Go die in a hole. Can you let me go now?"

"No."

"What?"

"You heard me. I said no."

"Wha-". I couldn't finish my sentence. He smacked his lips against mine. Silencing me.

I struggled under his grip, and then twisted my head to one side. Bad idea. I felt something moist going from my jaw to my neck.

"Ahhh…St-Steve, ahhh. S-stop. Nghhh..."

He stopped, temporarily. "Why? I've wanted you for so long."

I just stared. What did he just say? He said he wanted me? For so long? Does this mean-

"Ahhh…Steve." He was back on me again. "Steve, don't. I'll get…in trouble… ahhh…my parents…gasps…are going to…kill me!"

"Such a goody-two-shoes." He smirked. "Come join the dark side. I know you want to."

"Steve! Don't! Ahhh…" Too late. That mark on my neck is going to be there a while. I'm so dead.

He chuckled. "You like your new hickey?"

"Steve! What have you done?"

"I'm claiming you."

"Claiming me?"

"That's what hickeys are for baby, claiming. No turning back now."

Shit. I'm so dead.

"So you gonna enjoy yourself, or get yelled at for noting?"

That was a no-brainer. I grabbed his head and forced our lips together again. An action that surprised us both. Once he recovered from my "surprise attack", he had his arms around my body, pressing me against the bed.

I moaned into the kiss. My first kiss, stolen by my best friend. It felt like a dream. Steve was right, I did want it. I wanted it so bad.

Steve pulled his T-shirt off and threw it across the room. He fumbled with the buttons of my blouse and I giggled. Finally, he gave up and just torn it open.

"Steve! What am I going to wear when I get home?"

"Fuck it. I'll buy you a new one."

He threw what was left of my blouse onto the ground and rolled his eyes when he saw that I was wearing an undershirt.

Using his thumb, he pushed up my undershirt to reveal my stomach. He dipped his tongue in and out of my navel and stroked the place right above my abdomen.

"Ahhh…Steve…s-stop t-toying with m-me...ahhh"

He arched my back using his hand and pulled my undershirt off. Then, he carefully placed me back on the bed. His slipped his hand behind my back and unclasped my bra and threw it somewhere on the other side of the room. He traced a finger between the valley of my breasts and rolled his tongue on one of my nubs stroking the other.

"Gahhh…St-Steve…ngh."

He stopped playing with my upper body and nuzzled my stomach making me moan. Then, he slipped my skirt off with my panties, leaving me completely naked. I put my arms around his neck and slowly pulled him down.

"Steve…play fair…take off yours too."

He smirked, then got off me and took off his last pieces of clothing. Damn! It was so fucking huge! I bit my lip.

"What?" He climbed back on top of me. "Don't like what you see?"

He rubbed his cock against my abdomen making me gasp and wince. He flicked his hair out of his eyes and lifted my legs around his waist. He leaned down at kiss my neck and thrust in.

I screamed in pain. "AHHH! Steve! D-don't do it s-so hard! AHHH!"

"Oh! I-I'm so sorry! I wasn't thinking!" He quickly pulled back out.

"Typical."

"Did it really hurt that bad? I-I'm only half-way in."

"I'm surprised you know that much about math."

"Heh, heh. I'll do it slowly OK?"

"Okay."

He did what he promised, slowly. It was so painfully slow. He would put a little of it in, then keep kissing me to make me feel better. Then pull back out, repeating the process. I couldn't stand it anymore.

"St-Steve…f-faster-ahhh."

"A-are you sure?" He looked at me, concerned.

I nodded, and then held tight around his neck. Then he nodded, and quickened the pace. Soon, the pain started to fade to pleasure. Especially when he hit a certain spot that made my whole body quiver with pleasure.

"Ahhh! St-Steve! Ah-hah!"

"Found it."

"W-what? Ahhh!"

He kept hitting that spot that made me gasp for air and cause me to be unable to think straight. His thrusts became faster and faster. The air was getting so hot, I couldn't breathe. I lost track of time.

There was a knot forming in my core and he sensed it too, we reached the climax. He groaned/moaned my name and released his seed into me. Steve dropped down on one elbow and collapsed next to me as I felt his semen swim up my body.

We lay there, catching our breaths. I stared at the ceiling. What's going to happen next? Are we going to stay like this forever? Wait…crap! I'm gonna get pregnant!

"Steve!"

"Hmmmm?"

"I'm gonna get pregnant!"

"So..."

"Sooo, that means I'm going to have a baby!"

"So..."

"What do you mean so? What am I going to do? My parents are going to kick me out of the house! And then-"

"Shhh. Don't worry, I'm here. If you do have a baby, we'll take care of it, together."

"That doesn't help."

A million things were going through my head at once. I raked my fingers through my hair and groaned.

"What am I going to do? What am I going to do? What am I going to do?"

He shushed me again. "Karen, for now rest, then in the morning, we'll talk about it."

I hyperventilated for a little while then Steve rolled off me and held me in his embrace while stroking my hair. All my worries seemed to melt away. Soon, I was sleeping, dreaming of a future with Steve and a bunch of kids.

I know, I know. "You're only 14!" Yes, I'm only 14. I'm just a perverted little girl who is addicted to Fanfiction! Some "scenes" might seem messed up or familiar because being 14, I have no "experience" so…yeah. I had to read a ton of rated M Fanfictions to find the parts that fit then I had to put it in my own words. Gaah! Took forever…Ah well. It's all for the readers right? Pleaz R&R

A/N: About the contest, when my friends publish their stories, I'll update this story with the links for their stories and you can read and vote when you review on chapter 2. Chapter 3 will be who wins. Thanx.

A/N: If you notice missing letter l's, please tell me because that key is really sticky and I have to press really hard on it for it to work. Thanks again!