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A/N: Hello, sorry I didn't exactly follow the rules last time with the whole disclaimer thing. No biggie right. Oh and I want to send a big thanks to those who reviewed me (I want to see more of those); Thank you so much for actually letting me know you cared whether I ever updated again. So lets get to it.
It's Just Sex
Chapter 2
My Gawd, if looks could kill, Kira thought as she watched her science teacher, mentor and ex-lover direct the class with ease.
Slowly her mind wandered back to that night three weeks ago when Tommy had asked her to leave and never come back for anything other than ranger bussiness. As of yet she ahd respected her wishes, but as Tommy bent down to retrieve a fallen pencil she couldn't help but let out a wistful sigh. He has a great ass, she thought as she recognized signs of her own arousal, she looked away in disgust at her own lack of control. I didn't used to be so Godaamned horny, but now all I can think of is getting laid.
She had been so lost in her thoughts of erotica that she didn't immediately realize that her gaze had collided with Connor's. Like a thief caught with the booty, he blushed and dropped his eyes to his papers. Kira just shrugged in response and her eyes traveled back towards Tommy, whoes eyes were darting between herself and Connor. Good, let him think there's more going on than in actuality.
I will not be jealous... I will not be jealous, was all Tommy could hearas he watched Kira shrug and Connor flush with embarassment.
RRRRRIIIIINNNNGGGGG!
Saved by the bell. Tommy watched from his desk as he watched his class enter the throng of people in the hallway. Kira was the last to leave and he couldn't help but watch her; her shapely leg moved as graceful as a doe's and he remembered who they'd felt holding him to her. Tommy mentally slapped himself, she's your student Oliver, get it together. But, other cough, cough regions weren't up to the challenge. Thank God I don't have a class this period, I'm in no condition to stand up.
By that Saturday Tommy was in horrible shape and all he wanted to do was toss Kira over his shoulder and bring her back to his bed. However, he settled for training.
He marched into the CyberCafe hoping that Kira wouldn't be there, no such luck. She was sitting on the couch, he black clad legs casually drapped across Connor's lap listening intently to something he was saying. I will not be jealous, I will not be jealous.
For a few minutes he watched Ethan and Hayley whispering over the counter but when he his paticence ran out he cleared his throat loudly. "Hey guys, can you come here for a minute?" Kira pat Connor on the arm and whispered something in a low voice before they both came over.
"Hey Dr.O" Ethan said, coming up from behind.
"Hey... Connor, what's wrong?"
Connor and Kira exchanged looks and she pat his arm once more. I will not be jealous, I will not be jealous... Oh hell, I'm jealous but soon I'll be able to hit something, or someone.
"It's nothing Dr.O, my parents are just kinda being assholes about my grades, is all."
Kira change the sore subject quickly; "Anyway, what's up Dr.O?"
How did she go from calling me Tommy to Dr.O so easily? He shrugged simply, "I just thought if you guys weren't doing anything, you'd like to come over and do some training."
"Sounds good." said Trent coming up from behind. "How 'bout the rest of y'all?"
A series of affirmations came from the rest of the group members. So, in no time they'd waved Hayley good-bye, were out the door and headed to their serperate vehicles; Tommy and Ethan to Tommy's black SUV, Trent towards his little sports car that could go 0 to 60 in less than 30 seconds and lastly Connor and Kira headed towards his red pickup.
The whole ride to his house all Tommy could do was wonder what Kira and Tommy were talking about. He probably would have been dissapointed to know that the two in question were giving new meaning to the phrase "silent as the grave".