Sorry about the nasty cliff hanger ... who am I kidding I love those things! Enjoy chapter 8!!

Jeff's eyes fluttered to a close as his teacher panted above him. Never had he ever thought that summer school would take such an awesome turn.

'This is it; I'm finally going to kiss the most perfect man!' Jeff thought excitedly as he felt Mr. Copeland's nose graze against his own.

Warm lips lightly covered Jeff's willing ones causing the older man to sigh contently. He had wanted to do this ever since he set eyes on his little number, ever since he held him lightly against the wall after he had tried to beat up this other kid, all he had thought about was what it would feel like to have Jeff's lips on his own, to feel how he tasted. And here was his wish coming true, the younger one so willing to give himself to his teacher, tasting sweet like candy, Adam thought he could never be so lucky.

Adam could feel Jeff try to take the kiss deeper, he was pulling his arms closer to him, trying to get impossibly closer than he already was. However, Adam knew if that happened he would get too carried away, and seeing that he was supposed to teach class in a couple of minutes, he definitely did not want anyone to walk in with their teacher devouring one of their classmates.

No, Adam liked the light feathery touch of Jeff's lips, and plus, with his students' head in his large hands, he wasn't moving anywhere. Jeff let out a small, unintentional whine, realizing that he was only going to get as close to his teacher as he was now.

Adam pulled his face away with a smile and looked straight into Jeff's beautiful eyes, trying hard to ignore the pout planted on his face.

"Later." Was all the tall man said, earning a small, shy smile back from the man still holding tightly onto his arms. Looking back to his lips, Adam dipped his head for another taste, but it never came.

"So, you weren't lying."

Both men broke apart like shrapnel once they heard a low voice in the doorway. Jeff knew immediately who it was and went straight to him, looking panicked.

"John," Jeff started but didn't know what to say. John looked concerned while he stared at Jeff, but sent daggers into the older man as his eyes went back and forth between the two. "Please, don't tell anyone." After staring at Mr. Copeland his eyes snapped back to Jeff, raising his right hand to stroke Jeff's cheek. Out of the corner of his eye, John saw the taller man shift, coincidentally bringing him closer to the entrance way.

Still petting Jeff, John turned to Mr. C. "I won't tell anyone, but if you so much as hurt a single hair on his beautiful head," John warned, "there will be much hell to pay."

Adam nodded once to signal that he understood, but his gaze was still planted on what John's hand was doing to Jeff's cheek, he couldn't stand it.

"Good." John turned to Jeff, holding his head in both hands now, putting their foreheads together, and making Jeff look him in the eye while he spoke in a quiet whisper. "I'm here for you. If anything goes wrong, tell me."

Jeff knew he was serious but couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips. "Don't worry John, you'll know everything." It was now John's turn to smile as he let go of Jeff and turned to go off to his classroom, but not before sending another menacing look towards the long haired blond.

Jeff turned back around to see his handsome teacher looking a bit stiff, he was about to question it when the bell rang signalling the starting of school. He slowly walked to his desk near the window and waited for all the kids to arrive, wishing so badly that he could have his teachers lips against his own once more.

Just thinking about it made him smile. It probably made him look weird, but he just couldn't get the feeling of the sweet kiss he had just shared with the hottest teacher he had ever seen out of his head. It was perfect. He was a little upset however when Mr. C didn't allow him to take the kiss further, and when John butted in on their moment right when he was about to kiss his teacher a second time. But he knew there would be other times, where they had more time on their hands. Jeff kept fantasizing about different scenarios when he was brought out of his thoughts by someone shouting his name.

"Jeff!"

Not being able to help himself, Jeff nearly jumped out of his chair as he heard Adam calling him. Freight took over him once again.

"Y-yes, M-Mr. Copeland?" Jeff stuttered as he responded to his teacher. Because that's what he was, Jeff's teacher.

"Oh good, so you are here then?" Jeff looked at Mr. C's hands noticing he was holding the attendance sheet, and blushed so hard. He was daydreaming and the entire class had their heads down feeling sorry for what their teacher might do to Jeff since he wasn't listening. Jeff nodded indicating that yes, he was definitely here.

"Good, I would like to see you during the first break." Whispers erupted through the room while Jeff's eyes widened. Making sure no one was looking, Adam winked and slipped him a smirk, telling him not to worry, and continued on with the class.

The first break came quickly and as everyone sauntered out, Adam closed the door while Jeff stayed in his seat, not really knowing what to do. Adam turned around and leant against the door, eyes practically undressing the younger, now nervous boy.

"Everything alright, Jeff? You seemed a bit distracted earlier." Mr. C smiled slightly.

"Um, yeah, everything's fine." Jeff looked down in his lap where his fingers twiddled anxiously.

Adam observed Jeff; he seemed more calm this morning so seeing him act all jumpy again made the older man wonder what had happened between that time. Then it hit him, he had yelled at him. Trying to get his attention but he still yelled at the skittish boy.

"Come here." Adam tried his best to make his voice sound soothing.

Jeff walked over in front of his tall teacher, eyes still fixed on the floor, waiting worriedly for what was going to happen next.

"Are you afraid of me, Jeff?" Adam asked apprehensively.

Jeff shuffled his feet not wanting to answer the question. He was, but admitting it would make it true and he did not want to be scared of the man he liked. Jeff felt a warm touch under his chin and a gentle push making him look right up into his teachers piercing gaze. Adam's face was soft, but also serious.

"You don't need to be," Adam started stroking Jeff's right cheek, the same one John petted earlier, and smiled as the younger one leaned into his touch. "I'm sorry I yelled at you before, but if we want people to think that there is nothing between us, I can't exactly give you the special treatment now can I?"

Jeff closed his eyes, feeling stupid. He knew there was no reason to be afraid of Mr. Copeland; he was just doing his job. "I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Adam replied while putting the stray piece of hair that fell into Jeff's face back into its proper place; behind his ear. Jeff smiled. "So, what exactly were you thinking about this morning?" Adam smirked as Jeff dropped his smile and blushed a deep red, remembering the fantasies he was already having about his striking math teacher.

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