#4 How to escape a sinful angel

Archer's point of view

I ducked under James' arm and sprinted towards the seat next to the goody-two-shoes in hopes that James wouldn't dare to approach me in front of her. The girl looked at me like I was insane but ignored me as she continued reading her novel. James came from behind the chalkboard walking towards me and leaned over to whisper in my ear from behind.

"We still have the eighth period together so you can't escape me then. Don't fight me. I just want to give you everything you want." He lightly pecked my neck leaving me with a 'problem'. This stranger had me harder than bullet prove glass and I hated how much this angel was getting to my head. The girl was just reading her novel and by the looks of it she was at a good part because she didn't notice a thing. Now I have to calm myself down before the teacher gets here and sees my embarrassing boner.

James' point of view

Man, that boy has me crazy. I just couldn't stop thinking about his expressions and how he looked when he was holding back his moans. I desperately wanted to make him moan but no one deserves to hear him but me.

"Hey, James you good?" Greg asks as he sets down his stuff in the desk next to me. I just nod and take out a pen and pretend I'm actually paying attention as I take 'notes'. Greg on the other hand is busy fingering Stephanie in front of the whole class. It was disturbing to me but apparently not to the nerd next to Stephanie. It was really turning him on. As the rest of World History bored me to death, I was finally released by the bell to go on to my next class with Archer. I rush to psychology in hopes of finding an empty seat next to Archer but see all of the seats around him are taken. I sit on the other side of the classroom across from him so that I can at least have a good view of him even though I'm not next to him.

"Today I will be handing out a rubric with all of my expectations on this new project I am assigning. This project will take six days as it says in the rubric but I explain in further detail. You are to spend three days at your home with a partner so that your partner can take notes of how you interact out of school. The other three days you spend three days at your partner's home and take notes of how they interact out of school. After the six days, you are to write a three-page essay describing your partner's interactions and your partner's behavior when it came to them spending the three days at your home. Now I will be choosing your partner's at random but the person who can guess the correct number from one to twenty gets to pick their partner."

Everyone started raising their hands and only allowed one guess per person in order to keep the number well hidden. I think it's pointless but raise my hand anyways I mean it doesn't hurt to try.

"Yes, James?" Mrs. Gardens asks getting bored of the constant screaming of answers from people that have already taken their only guess

"Is it seven?" I ask with hope.

"Yes, congratulations James. Now, who would you like your partner to be?"

"Archer" I answer with a smirk as Archer hides his face in his hands

"Very well. Archer will be your partner and I will add five points to each of your scores because you guessed correctly. Now everybody else line up in front of my desk to see who your partner will be. Once done so group up with your partner and discuss which home you will be spending the night at first. Start today and have your essays into me no later than four days after the six days of trials that start tonight. I have communicated with your parents along with the principal and they have all agreed and are aware of your projects." I bit my lip as Archer approached me, the way he slightly swayed his hips had me crazy thinking this boy was definitely doing it on purpose. He takes a seat next to me, already reading through the rubric to know about the expectations and criteria. The way he looked as he read with complete focus only had me wanting him more.

"So I thought we should start this project at my house first and the last portion at your house unless you have any reason why you want to be at your house first."

"No that sounds good but in order to make this project successful, you have to be as willing to get to know me as I am willing to get to know you too. Deal?" Archer actually seemed to hesitate to answer until he finally just settled with a simple nod agreeing with me.

"Good. Now I suggest we start out with the basics and then ask questions that we are curious about. I'll go first. My full name is James Davis Wilson, I'm 17 years old, I'm interested in music, art, and literature. I am the oldest one in my family and I have a 14-year-old little sister who goes to middle school a few blocks from here. I have no pets, my father left when I was 6 and my mother decided to remarry three years after that so I have a 19-year-old stepsister because he was a single dad when he and my mother had first met. Even though my step sister is older than me I don't really consider her part of the family since I haven't really gotten along with her and she's always way because she is attending a college a couple of states away. I'm 6'2 and my birthday passed already which was on December 3rd. I don't know what else to add so I guess it's your turn." I rambled so much I felt I surely annoyed him by now but he actually seem like was actually listening so I don't feel that bad. He was actually taking notes about what I was saying which actually made me feel relief.

"My full name is Archer Jones-Johnson and I am 16 years old. I moved from Victors high to Woods-lane high school because my parents forced me to stay in high school. I was ahead of everyone and was close to graduating but my parents made me stay in high school so that I could have the experience. When I got here I was asked where I was from and what my name was and got confused with Archer Felix William, a 16-year old that also goes to Victors high. I'm also interested in music and literature but am not good at art. I am an only child who has both my parents in the picture. I'm 5'5 and my birthday is coming up which is on February 15th." I finish writing and think about what questions to ask him until a few come to my mind.

"What are your passions, values, and goals?"

"Well... I am really passionate about music and I really value all types of art although some are unfortunately not my forte. My goals are to graduate high school this year, go to college with honors, and to become a music composer. What about you? What are yours?" I finish wring in the notes section of the packet and think.

"I'm really passionate about art and value knowledge and appearance. I think that appearance does not only show character but it can also show how organized and put together you are. Although appearance is good it's not as important as knowledge not only in books but in common logic when it comes to problems outside of school education. My goal is to graduate high school, find someone who understands me, and get married to them. I don't really know if I'm going to college or just getting a job out of high school but if I go to college I'll study to be an art major." Archer was writing what I said and to the side, I think he was writing what he thought about what I said which made me a bit curious.

"Archer, what's your sexual orientation?" I asked leaning a bit towards him in hopes to affect him the way I want him to and by the looks of the blush on his cheeks, it worked. I smirked and leaned in a bit more and noticed his gaze looking away from me.

"Well? Are you going to answer or do you want me to answer first?" I can still see the blush on his cheeks even though he is facing the other way. He stays silent so I lean in to whisper my answer.

"I'm gay if the question ever came to your mind. What about you Archer? Are you gay too or are you straight like how everyone else answers when they are scared to say who they are?" I saw his breath hitch, he was red and his little friend seemed to like my closeness. I just couldn't stop smirking at his reactions.

"I'll take that you're friend has more words than you do right now so I'm gonna guess you at least like guys too." I put my hand over his knee, finally having him face me seeing his beautiful red face. I put my hand over his crotch and am pleased to feel his dick already excited.

"James... please... stop. Someone is going to see us." The way begged made me imagine how he would sound like begging for me as we had sex. It was really turning me on but decided to be patient. All good things come to those who wait.

"Fine but you owe me remember that" I pull my hand back and start filling out all the questions I had to answer because the teacher thought it would help get to know us as Archer filled his out biting his lip. I know I should be focusing but I couldn't hold back.

"I hope that you'll eventually let me bite that lip for you" I whispered making him shift in his seat with red cheeks.

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Archer's point of view

As we got closer to my house the more nervous I got. James' presence made me nervous and it made my dick twitch at the memory of him saying he would suck me dry. I know I shouldn't focus on looks but with this sinful angel close to me makes me forget my morals. Once we get to my house I park my car in the garage and James parks his next to mine. James follows me inside we enter the living room.

"Well umm... my dad gets home around midnight and my mom gets home around seven so right now it's just you and me. Umm... if you want we can watch a movie, eat, umm, or whatever you think would be interesting to have time pass by faster." James finally gets into the house and starts getting closer to me. The closer he got to me the further I backed away. We into the living room and he gets close enough to take me back up into the sofa falling back on it. He sits on my lap, his legs on each side of my legs as his lustful eyes meet mine. He leans in closer, my head backed all the way against the couch. I turn my face to the side and feel his lips press against my neck making me softly gasp. He keeps kissing my neck and I moan as he kisses a certain part of my neck giving me a lot of pleasure. He starts licking it, lightly sucking my neck making me moan again. He starts slowly grinding against me making me forget my morals. I put one hand on his hip and the other in his hair to keep his lips on my neck. He starts to moan and even his moans sounded angelic. I move my hand from his waist to his ass, grabbing it making him gasp pull back from my neck. I look into his eyes and then pull him in crashing his lips on mine. Although this angel was taller than me that didn't mean I was easily going to let him dominate me no matter how badly I wanted to my pride wouldn't allow me to. We both moaned as he moved his hips against mine. I moved my other had to grab his other ass cheek and he placed his hand on my chest.

"Mmm... Archer... please. Don't tease me, mmm... let... please let me suck your dick." I was so turned on, why must I be put under such pressure. I knew I shouldn't because I barely knew him but I really needed the attention to my raging hard-on. I nod and he smirks as he gets off me. He gets on his knees between my legs and slowly starts groping me. The pressure felt amazing but the tightness of my pats made uncomfortable.

"James... take... tame the off me please." I was panting, he quickly did as I asked and took off my clothes leaving my lower region exposed. He moaned at the sight of me and started kissing close to my dick making me needier. I moaned as he grabbed the base of my dick and slowly started moving it up and down.

"You like that baby? Do you like how it feels to have my hand wrapped around your cock?" I moaned as I nodded eagerly for him to continue pleasuring me.