#mh jackson

Your gaze now traveling to your boyfriends figure that sits a few inches away from you who is hunched over his own desk his pencil swiftly writing over some papers which you assume is his homework.

You had gotten the two of you landed in detention by conving your half-monster to skip class with you. Though clearly you were caught and now serving your punishments. And since you had stepped into the room he has not spoken a word to you.

“Pssst…Babeeee” you whisper attempting to get his attention. You glance over to a sleeping Madprof to see if he heard, though his snoring cleared you. “Babe are you still mad at me?…im sorry”

Jackson takes a glimpse of you. Both your eyes meeting for a moment before he looks back down at his paper. Erupting a small pout from you. “Jacksonnn don't ignore me….” after another moment of silence only snoring and the sound of pencil on paper you get up out your seat quickly making it beside him.

you place your hand over his moving one halting his writing. Finally Jackson turns his head to look at you his brows furrowed and his downturned lips his voice in a whisper. “this is my third detention this week.”

“I know I'm sorry but...youre the one who agrees to go with me. You could just say no” your thumb softly circles his soft skin.

“You always make me feel guilty when I don't” you chuckle at his words bringing his hand up to your lips and kissing his palm making him drop the pencil and his cheeks run a light shade of pink. “Hm do I?”

You sit yourself down on his lap making yourself comfortable your legs on either side and your arms wrapping around his neck.

Jackson’s eyes go wide behind his glasses, his entire body going stiff beneath you as you settle into his lap. “Wh-What are you doing?” he hisses in a whisper, clearly panicking despite the way his hands instinctively land on your waist his eyes flickering from you to the sleeping Madprof.

You grin, leaning in just enough so your noses almost touch. “Making it up to you,” you say sweetly. “You said I always make you feel guilty? Well… now I’m gonna make you feel special.”

He opens his mouth to argue, but your fingers are already brushing up into his hair, playing with the soft strands at the nape of his neck. You can see his resolve breaking piece by piece his eyes flicker to your lips, his grip on your waist tightening slightly.

“W-we shouldn't be doing this. We could be caught” his cheeks now as red as apple you chuckle your mouth inching closer to his neck. “Doing what? This?” your tounge shoots out to lick his neck, Jackson jumps a bit in response and you feel his hands squeeze you a little.

His lowly whimpers your name trying to keep his composure. “I-Im serious.” you pull back a bit then looking being you to the still unconscious teacher, rolling your eyes you look back at your boyfriend. “he's sleeping. As long as we stay quiet he will continue to sleep.

You slip his glasses off his face to prevent them from getting fogged up or in the way, then connect your lips with his.

Jackson gasps softly against your lips, caught off guard by the sudden kiss. but he doesn’t push you away instead, he melts just a little, his shoulders relaxing under your touch.

Your lips move slowly against his, teasing and unhurried, drawing him in despite the nervous tension humming through his body. You feel him kiss you back with a bit more urgency before pulling away just enough to whisper, “You’re gonna get me in trouble again…”

You smile, brushing your nose against his. “Only if you keep making those cute noises.” you connect your lips with his again. Your fingers curling in his hair and tounge brushing over his lips to ask for entrance. Without a second thought Jackson parts them seemingly no longer worried about the teacher. Instead fully immsered with you. your tounge immediately dominating over his and a soft moan leaving your throat.

The two of you pull away for a moment to catch your breaths a thing string a spit connecting you. Eyes not starting from one another. About to join once again your little make out session is cut off by a sudden loud voice startling the both of you.

“Smooching in my class are ya!. This is detention not your bedrooms”

You quickly get off. Jackson lap as he immediately straightens up his face flushed but from embarrassment this time.

“Thats one week of detention. For the both you you’s!”

Jackson sighs hitting his head down on the desk as you sit back at yours.