Detention

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters FFX and make no money off of the dirty thoughts in my mind.

This story is NC-17. If you find slight S&M and stronger sexual themes offensive or are not old enough to be reading this please stop reading now.

Detention
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Rikku watched as Yuna left the classroom, giving her a smile of encouragement. The 18 year old blonde merely gave a quick wave bye and focused her attention back on the reason she was still sitting in last period history: her teacher, Mr. Black. The name fit him well, considering everything about him was a bit dark, moody and at times just damn morbid. Rikku sighed, knowing she was in for a long lecture.

“Get up.”
Rikku quirked her head to the side at the command she had just been given. “S’cuse me?”

“I said get up, Rikku.”

She quickly grabbed her bag and stood up as she watched the ill-tempered man make his way out of the room.

“Where are you going?”

“We are going to my office.” Auron turned around glaring at her with his one working eye, “You and I have some things to discuss.”

Rikku visibly paled and coughed as the air trying to reach her lungs became stuck in her throat. ‘I am so dead.’

Her footsteps slowed their pace as she fell further behind that which was the bane of her existence at the moment, as horrible thoughts bounced around in her head. The sound of keys moving against other keys brought her back to reality and she prepared to face her punishment.

Upon entering the small office, Rikku tried to begin an apology, but found herself unable to do so, as she was now pinned up against the wall, kissing her history teacher in a very unchaste manner. His tongue forcing itself into her mouth, eliciting a throaty moan from her, as his hands fisted in her hair, keeping her in one spot. Once Rikku’s brain caught up with what was going on, she wrapped her arms around her attackers’ neck, kissing him back with just as much force, her teeth biting down on his lower lip as they pulled away for air and a quiet sigh of “Auron” passed over her swollen lips.

“I thought you were mad at me?”

Auron looked down at the girl, who was now in the process of releasing his hair from its binding and running her hands through it. A small smile quickly hidden as Rikku snuggled into his chest. 'She thinks she can charm her way out of this one.'

Pulling on the golden hair that was still tangled in one of his hands, he forced his little lover to look up at him.

“I am.” It was almost a whisper, but deep enough that it vibrated deep within his chest and Rikku felt like her knees would give out at any moment because of the penetrating gaze he was giving her.

“I’m sor..” Rikku started but was silenced by the thumb of Auron’s free hand, pressing firmly against her lips stopping any argument, the rest of his rough hand cupping her jaw, as he leaned into the now slightly trembling girl, brushing his own lips gently against her ear.

“Do you even know why I’m mad?” Rikku shook her head, truthfully confused as to what was going on. Sure she had been a bit disruptive in class earlier, but nothing that would cause Auron to act like this. It was almost as if he was… no, she shook her head again, he would never think that. She tried to pull herself closer to him, but was pushed away in an instant.

“Take your clothes off.” Rikku stared him down, almost unsure of what he had just said.

“Do I have to repeat myself?” Rikku shook her head no and began the process of unbuttoning her shirt as he leaned against his desk, crossing his arms across his chest. She was a bit scared but at the same time, found herself oddly turned on as she watched Auron follow the movement of her hands down her body and lick his lips as her shirt fell from her shoulders and slid down her arms to the floor.
Yes, Auron was enjoying himself as he watched Rikku do the things he ordered: her nimble fingers sliding around the waist of her jeans to push them down, the way her breast fell forward as she bent over, and the pout on her face as she looked back up to him in nothing but her black bra and panties. The growing bulge in his pants betraying the indifferent expression on his face.

Rikku felt shy standing in front of Auron like this. She felt open and vulnerable. She felt her heart speed up as she watched him push off the desk and approach her, his eye looking over every inch of her in a clouded lust. She knew that look; he wanted her, but there was something more beneath the surface.

“Get on your knees.” Rikku hesitated a moment as worry took over her state of arousal, but lowered herself to the floor resting on her shins and knees.

Auron now stood directly in front of her, towering over her smaller form. Reaching down her grabbed her chin, turning her face up to look at him.

“Do you understand now?”

And she did, Rikku knew what he was doing. Auron was displaying his dominance and the fact that she was his. “Yessir.”

“Close your eyes.” This time when he spoke it was softer, his hands telling her the same thing as they gently brushed from her temples to glide through her hair. In the next movement he made, Auron was behind her on his knees, Rikku’s legs trapped between his as his body pressed against hers. One arm holding her across the waist in a possessive grip, while the other hand traced her collar bone, his tongue following the feather light touches.

Rikku felt on fire, her nerves dancing on edge from the slightest touch and the ache at the juncture of her thighs was growing stronger with each movement he made.

“You’ve liked this haven’t you?” His words a growl at the side of her neck before he bit down eliciting a moan from his play thing, her body arching into his, grinding Auron’s erection into her lower back. He gasped lightly for air, but kept her flush against him as his palm flattened over her stomach, inching its way to glide among soft curls, now damp with moisture.

Rikku cried out, her hips bucking forward as he pinched the nub of her clit between his fingers, before applying soothing circles with his thumb. His other hand pulled Rikku back against his chest, as fingers crept under the thin lace of her bra to cup her breast and squeeze the perky mound. Auron leaned forward to take Rikku’s mouth with his, catching her moan as he began sliding his fingers along her folds, teasing before he thrust two of them into her dripping sex, her walls contracting in erratic patterns around his digits.

Pushing Rikku forward, he fell with her letting go of her breast to support his weight above her, Rikku’s upper body fell limply against the floor, her head turned to the side as she tried to control her mewing noises, while Auron continued to ravage her with his fingers, his hard length now grinding into her ass as he thrust forward in movement with his fingers.

Just as Rikku felt her entire body pulse with waves of pleasure, her core on the edge of orgasm, Auron pulled his hand away, bringing it to support his full weight above her. Rikku whined in protest, her ass still pushing back into his hips as she sought her release.

“Turn over.” This time Rikku did not hesitate in obeying, turning her body, to watch Auron sit back on his shins and pull his shirt over his head revealing an overly toned body for any teacher to have, the muscles taught with desire and slick with a thin sheet of sweat. ‘He is enjoying this as much as I am.’
Auron was in bliss and she hadn’t even touched him. It was he who had forced himself on and into her, his orders obeyed as he gave them. This time though, as he looked at her, there would be no orders, he would just simply take and do what he wanted and she would love it.

Ripping the thin straps of her panties, he threw them to the side, adding to the ever growing pile of clothing. Auron pulled her closer to him, spreading her legs wide as he bent forward to place each leg over his shoulders. Now Rikku laid spread out before him, her lower body arched toward him, her glistening swollen mound dripping from his previous play.
His tongue lapped at her, tracing a trail from her flowing juices to the tip of her clit, repeating the motion several times, smiling against her curls as her cries became shorter and faster and then louder as he bit down on her sensitive nub. Rikku cried out her body shaking violently, spasms racing from the top of her head to the tip of hers toes, her entire being engulfed in a state of pure bliss and blinding light.

Before she had time to come down though, Auron was pulling her up and then placing her down along his desk, her ass in the air. He quickly freed his straining shaft from his pants, positioning himself at Rikku’s entrance, while he wrapped his other hand in her long tresses. In one motion he slammed into her and pulled back on her hair at the same time. Rikku gasped at the pain and pleasure, as they mixed to a point that she could not tell were one ended and the other began.

Over and over again Auron thrust, his pace never slowing, becoming deeper as he pulled her head back, her entire body pushing against his. Auron was near the edge and knew Rikku was close as well, her walls seemed to never stop contracting around him, only becoming tighter as they milked him.
Rikku had lost all conscious thought, her mind and body reeling from one orgasm being built off the other.

“Scream for me Rikku.”

And scream she did as Auron braced himself inside her, never pulling out but continuing to thrust, impaling her along his shaft over and over until he came, his own release sounding and mixing in the air with his pets lingering plea of ecstasy.

As Auron slipped to the floor he pulled and cradled Rikku within his arms, his body molding around hers in a protective manner. She sighed and buried her head in his chest as she calmed and came back to reality, a strong hand making gentle circles across her back lulling her into stasis.

“Do you understand now, that you are mine and only mine?”

Rikku nodded against his chest before looking up.

“You are not for those boys, whom you seem to enjoy distracting.”

‘So he was jealous’

“Understood?”

“Yessir.”
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R&R.. cause its nice to know what people think.
This story was written as my answer to a challenge on Live Journal.