Intentions Intentions

“A-anyway. Why did you come to my office this morning?” Rebecca stammered, nervously tapping a pencil she just picked up against the top of her desk.

She was still blushing and you didn’t feel the need to embarrass her further when she was already looking cute just as she was already, letting her change the topic but that didn’t mean you could stop teasing her throughout the next conversation.

“Can’t I just come and visit my favourite teacher?” you said with a smile.

“I don’t buy that for a second and you know it” Rebecca said back, shooting you a look to say she saw right through you.

“Fine fine. I did genuinely want to catch up as we couldn’t really talk properly while at the gym… Plus I wanted to check with you about tonight” you replied, not having been able to have any privacy when you had been on your shift around Grace and Jessica yesterday evening.

Rebecca stopped the tapping of the pencil briefly at the mention of tonight and that was enough to know she was feeling some way about it that you wanted to know about, giving her room to talk without interrupting her.

“I was also hoping to talk about that. I’m still a bit nervous and not really sure what to expect. Talking to Grace helped but the nerves crept back up again this morning so I was relieved to see you this morning. And not just because I thought you were my mother.” she explained, trying to keep the topic lighthearted as she mentioned the argument outside.

With you still sitting on the other side of the desk, it felt like you couldn’t fully comfort her in the way that you wanted. Not that you were planning on doing anything too explicit at the moment but anything more than just looking like one of her students having a meeting felt like it would be better.

“Do you think we can sit on the floor?” you suggested, standing up and picking up the cushion that was on your chair.

Your idea about doing anything near the desk just felt impractical. Her sitting on your lap would limit your options and you going over to her side of the desk was just as cramped, making you consider options elsewhere in the room.

“...Sure?” Rebecca replied, not quite sure what to expect from the sudden shift in the conversation.

She got up and did the same, holding a cushion in her arms while you placed yours down. Rebecca did have a rug in the room in front of her desk which helped add to the homely feeling that her office already had but it still felt best to sit on the cushions with your backs to the wall. Once you both got settled and Rebecca, that was when you restarted the conversation.

“I don’t think you have anything to worry about at all. I’ll be there to watch over you and if at any time you need a break, you are free to take a moment to yourself. And if that’s not enough and you want to head home, that’s fine too. There’s no obligation to do anything at all. You are there because we want you there, okay?” you advised, holding her hand as you sat by the side of her.

There hadn’t really been any moments for you and Rebecca to just be close like this and after having days where that felt like the norm for you, it didn’t feel strange at all to start being more affectionate with her. Rebecca also seemed to appreciate it too as she listened to your every word and once you were finished speaking, she squeezed your hand as if to say that she was happy to hear what you had to say.

“...Thank you. I know it’s mainly in my head but it feels like… And I know it’s not this but… it feels like everyone is going to judge me…” she admitted, her hand squeezing you even tighter as she revealed her thoughts.

“I can promise you that won’t be the case. You’ve met nearly everyone already baring my older sister Lucy and while she can be a bit rough around the edges, she’s not the type of person to be rude to someone she just met.” you replied, doing your best to reassure her but realising you were potentially making it worse before you carried on.

“I will make damn sure that that doesn’t happen. Tonight is supposed to be everyone getting together to chat, a nice meal and if there has been any lead up then maybe something afterwards. As much as I like being in charge…” you continued, stopping only briefly when Rebecca could help but laugh at your last comment.

“Sorry, sorry. Carry on” she added, the smile on her face showing she was a lot more relaxed in comparison to before.

“...As much as I like being in charge… I don’t want anyone ending the night with regrets over what they have done. It’s all optional with no punishments… Well no punishments related to the night, I’m still gonna tie you up and…” you said, getting a push from Rebecca as she tried to interrupt you.

With you still holding her hand, you put more emphasis into your fake fall and pulled her along with you, hearing the tiniest of yelps in between her giggles.

“Well you’ll definitely be getting a punishment now” you joked, letting yourself lie down fully on the floor while Rebecca stayed on top of you.

“Oh yeah, what are you gonna do about it” Rebecca teased back, goading you into doing something.

With the position you were in, Rebecca was already sitting on your waist, the knee-length skirt she was wearing for the sake of modesty at school now lightly brushing against the floor.

Without warning, you pushed your upper body up off the floor with one arm and reached for Rebecca’s arm with the other, quickly pushing it behind her back before attempting to grab the other arm and do the same.

She caught on to what you were doing before you had the chance though and lifted her arm up into the air, doing the same with the other when she saw that she could.

“Nice try” she added with a smug look on her face, looking down at you triumphantly.

At this point you were ready to pounce on her and she must have seen the look in your eye, mirroring your feelings and getting ready to play around with you.

“Are you sure you want to do this Becky?” you asked, letting the pet name do most of the heavy lifting when it came to what you were implying.

There was a moment when the name brought her out of the moment to consider her surroundings but it felt only brief, the bratty smirk returning to her face as she looked back down at you with the same playfulness as before.

“Bring it on!” she encouraged, excited to see what you would try next.