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Motionless In White One Shots

Chris and Ricky - Hatefuck

Chris’ POV

I sighed as I thumped my bag down next to my desk, sitting down in the cushioned desk chair. I ran my hand through my shoulder length hair and tied it up in a ponytail. According to the school board, all long hair must be tied back, fucking bullshit if you ask me. Yes, I, Chris Motionless am a music teacher at a university. Being a music teacher was my second dream job, the first was vocalist of a band, but let’s just say the funds for that job weren’t going too well but I will get there eventually. I looked up at the clock, I had five minutes before the bell went for first class. I decided to go grab my guitars and other gear so I stood up and walked out into the hallway. Only a handful of students were in at the moment, they all start appearing as soon as the bell goes.

“Let go of me!” a male voice yelled.

I snapped my head to the side as I saw a junior student being held against a wall by a senior. I immediately recognized the long black hair, the dark clothing and the Black Craft backpack of the senior.

“Richard Olson” I snapped.

He turned his head as he saw me standing close to him, my arms crossed over my chest.

“It’s Ricky” he spat.

“I don’t care, I’ll call you what I want. Please let of of Mason” I ordered.

“Or what?” Ricky growled.

“Don’t test me” I muttered, frowning.

Ricky kneed Mason in the gut and I gritted my teeth as I growled.

“Ricky, you’ve got detention after class!” I yelled.

“Whatever you say, Mr Motiontits” Ricky retorted, pushing past me.

“Make that two detentions! Lunch and after school!” I roared.

Ricky didn’t reply as I rubbed my neck and walked out of the uni as I jogged to my car to grab my gear. Ricky’s a little bastard, he’s the worst student I’ve had to deal with in all my months of teaching. I wish I could teach him a fucking lesson on respect and manners. But today might just be his lucky day. I smirked as I grabbed some of my gear and walked back into my classroom where some of my students had arrived already.

“Good morning everyone” I spoke.

“Good morning Mr Cerulli” they replied.

“Guy, please call me Chris, or Mr.M which ever you prefer” I answered.

“What’s with the ponytail” a voice snickered.

I looked up as I locked eyes with Ricky and frowned.

“School regulations” I mumbled.

Ricky scoffed as he shook his head and opened his notebook up and started drawing.

“It makes you look ridiculous” he snorted.

“I think someone who got two detentions in the one day is ridiculous” I retorted.

Some of the students gave out a ‘ooo’ at my remark and Ricky clenched his teeth and glared at me and I shrugged as I grinned. Little shit can’t get away with anything now.

“Alright guys, let’s assign you your new assignment for the term” I issued.

I looked over at Ricky as he was paying no attention whatsoever, only paying attention to his notebook. I shook my head, that boy has so major issues.

*Time lapse an hour*

“Remember your draft is due in next week” I reminded my students.

As the last student walked out I closed the door and locked it. I smirked as I turned back around and looked at Ricky who was still drawing in his notebook. I made my way up to him and sat on the edge of the desk.

“What are you drawing?” I asked.

Ricky flinched as he looked up at me and closed the notebook.

“Nothing” he muttered.

“Liar” I mused, swiping the notebook from under him.

“Give it back!” he roared!

“No” I chuckled as I stood up.

Ricky tried to reach it but he was shorter than me so he had no hope. I started laughing at his failed attempts and Ricky looked away and I swear I saw a blush on his face. I opened the notebook and glanced at a drawing, a drawing of me to be more exact. I flicked through several more pages, they were all me. What? I, I don’t understand, he hates me...why would he draw me? They were really good to say the least, really detailed, he even has one of me smiling as I play guitar for the class. I close the notebook as I hand it back to Ricky and he looks at me, a blush stained on his cheeks.

“What’s the meaning of this?” I asked.

“It’s nothing” Ricky whispered.

“You find me attractive do you, hmm Ricky? Do you?” I teased.

Ricky nodded slightly as he looked away. I smirked as I bit my lip, I could use this to my advantage. I grabbed Ricky by the wrist and pushed him down on the set of desks as I lent over him, my lips inches from his.

“W-what are you doing?” he stammered.

“I’m gonna show you what a bitch I can be” I growled.

Ricky’s POV

Chris pushed me down onto the desks and I winced at the pain. Dammit, does he have to be so rough. Ricky you’re an idiot, if you hadn’t been such an asshole in the first place you wouldn’t be in this situation. Chris lent over me, his lips inches from mine, I swear if he kisses me I’ll be in absolute bliss. I can’t deny that I don’t want Chris, that I don’t want to feel what he’s like touching me...lusting over me.

“W-what are you doing?” I stammered.

“I’m gonna show you what a bitch I can be” he growled.

I swallowed hard as I looked into Chris’ eyes, they were filled with lust and desire. I whimpered as Chris slid his hand up my shirt, it was cold but I enjoyed the sensation. I kept looking at Chris’ lips, wanting them to be pressed against mine.

“What do you want Ricky...huh?” he snapped.

“K-kiss me” I mumbled.

“I can’t hear you” Chris growled.

“Kiss me!” I yelled.

Chris smirked as he crushed his lips against mine, the cold metal of his piercings making me shudder at the touch. He slid his tongue in my mouth and I didn’t even fight back, I let him explore my mouth as he ran his hand down my bands and rubbed my inner thigh. I let out a moan and Chris smiled into the kiss.

“Someone’s turned on” he whispered.

I bit my lip as Chris ran his hands under my shirt and peeled it off me. I felt my dick getting harder in my pants and I winced. Chris pulled his ponytail out and let his hair fall to his shoulders as he stripped his shirt off. I gazed at his breathtaking body and felt my dick pressing against the tight fabric of my jeans.

“Someone wants to come out and play” Chris smirked.

I groaned as Chris lent over me again and stood in between my legs. He started to grind against me and I let out a moan. Chris’ lips met my neck and he nipped the tender skin gently, making me moan a little louder. My lips met Chris’ again as he wrapped my legs around his waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I gripped his hair slightly as he carried me to his desk. Chris pushed all the stuff of his desk, not caring that it all scattered on the floor. He lay me down on the desk and kissed down my chest, gently pinching my nipples, making me groan.

“Chris, I want you...now” I begged.

Chris chuckled against my neck as he slid his hands down to my jeans and undid my belt. I kicked my vans off as he ripped my jeans clean off and I was now just left in my boxers.

“God you’re so beautiful Ricky” Chris teased.

I blushed a little as Chris lent over me again and pushed his crotch against mine. I whimpered and gripped Chris’ hair as he smirked evilly at me. He pulled me up and pointed to his jeans.

“You know what to do” he ordered.

I bit my lip as I undid his belt and watched his jeans slip down. He stepped out of his shoes and his jeans, throwing them away.

“Do you still want me now Ricky?” Chris teased.

I nodded as I bit my lip and Chris lay me back down on the desk. I felt his lips against mine again and I moaned as his crotch pushed against mine.

“I c-can’t take it anymore Chris, please” I pleaded.

“As you wish” he whispered.

Chris slipped his fingers inside my boxers and pulled them off, my dick springing free. Chris smirked as he dropped his boxers and I gasped, he certainly wasn’t small, that’s for sure. I pulled Chris down as I kissed him with passion, his hands resting on my hips. Chris pulled away as he flipped me over and I was now laying on the desk on my chest. I felt Chris’ hand slide down my back and I arched my back as he reached my ass and slapped it hard.

“Fuck, again” I begged.

Chris chuckled as he slapped my ass hard again and I moaned. Suddenly I felt pressure on my entrance as Chris slid a finger inside me and I winced at the pain. He started to curl his fingers inside me and I moaned as he hit my sweet spot. He slid another finger in and by then I just felt pleasure, no pain.

“Fuck” I groaned, a little whine escaping.

Chris pulled his fingers out as he pressed his dick against my entrance and I prepared for pain. He didn’t go gentle, he was rough and cruel. I felt every inch of him sink inside me and I moaned and gripped the edge of the desk in pain.

“Oh god” I moaned.

Chris started to get into a rhythm as he thrust into me and I moaned. He lent down and nipped at my shoulder as he picked up the pace a little, he wasn’t for going easy. I moaned as he gripped my hair and pulled it, making me yelp.

“You like that don’t you, little whore” he growled.

I moaned as tears started streaming down my face from the amount of pleasure I was feeling. Chris’ hand smacked against my ass as he tugged my hair again and I moaned louder.

“Fuck it Chris go faster and harder!” I roared.

Chris laughed as he started to pound me harder and faster, my entire core begging for it. I felt a rising feeling in my stomach, I knew I was close to letting go. Chris reached for my dick as he started pumping it hard while still thrusting into me.

“Scream for me Ricky, beg for me like you clearly have for months!” he snapped.

“More Chris, please...more!” I begged.

Chris pumped my dick harder as he kept pounding into me as fast as he could, but I could feel his movements getting slower.

“Chris, I’m gonna-” I was stopped short as I felt myself release over Chris’ hand. “Fuck!” I screamed.

Chris tugged my hair again as he kept going at the pace he was at. He lent down next to me ear and nipped it slightly.

“Scream little bitch, scream” he whispered.

With one final thrust I felt my body quake as he hit my sweet spot and he climaxed into me.

“Chris!” I screamed.

*Time lapse ten minutes*

I slipped my vans on and tied them up as Chris handed me my bag and my notebook. He lent against his desk and checked me out and I blushed slightly.

“I trust I won’t have anymore trouble from you?” Chris questioned.

“No, I promise” I whispered.

“Good, I’ll see you tomorrow” he replied with a smirk.

I nodded as I turned around to leave.

“Ricky wait” Chris called.

I turned around as he walked up to me. He lent down and kissed me softly, slipping a piece of paper into my pocket.

“Come see me anytime, at school or at my house, your choice” he whispered.

I nodded as I unlocked the door and opened it.

“My little hatefuck” Chris chuckled.


A/N: -///- requested by my friend haha


This is.... There are no words to describe these. xD
This is better than my sex life.. rolf
But no seriously this is good :)
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You need to make another one with Devin and Ricky, they fit together
And by the way I love your one shots!
Sure :)
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Well you do one with balz and Ricky
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