Just a Bit Twisted

Rutledge bucked his hips and Sam nearly choked, but he rode it out, feeling hot come hit the back of his throat, spurting in quick succession

“You know what I mean. Despite your poor grades, you are not completely stupid.”

“Wow, thanks. I’m going to mark this day in the calendar. ‘Professor Rutledge said I’m not completely stupid.’ I feel so special, you know.”

Derek,” Shawn said, closing the door.

Derek didn’t look up from his computer. “Not now. I’m busy and you’re… you’re too distracting.”

Shawn smiled. “Distracting, huh?”

Derek shot him a glare, but it was half-hearted at best.

“Come on, just tell me already!”

“No special treatment,” Derek said. “You’ll learn your grade when everyone else does. Tomorrow.”

“You keep looking at me that way and you’ll end up with my dick in you before the trip is over.”

Shawn snapped his gaze to Rutledge’s face. Rutledge was looking at the road ahead.

His face hot, Shawn said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You keep looking at me that way and you’ll end up with my dick in you before the trip is over.

“Like Bee looks at a pancake.”

“But I don’t like him,” Emily said stubbornly but lowered her voice. “Don’t like how he looks at you.”

“How he looks at me?” Shawn repeated.

“You don’t like me,” Emily mumbled. “You like Bee better.”

A heavy sigh. “Why do you think I like her better?”

“You gave her chocolate yesterday!”

Shawn frowned. Huh?

“Because she asked. You have to ask if you want something.”

“So if I ask, you’ll give me anything? Anything, anything?”

“If I say yes, will you stop talking and sleep?”

“Yeah!”

“Fine. What do you want?”

“I want a puppy! Black and fluffy! With a white star on its forehead!”

A pause. “Choose something else.”

“But you said anything!”

Shawn drifted back to sleep, still smiling.