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Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.

TW: age gap( everyone's legal but the female character is older). JJ's abusive, absentee father. Suicide mentions. Angst. Smut. (Eventually) Minors DNI🚫

Devour Part One

New school year. Same old high school. Same JJ Maybank. Just another year older. Not much wiser. Lost in the masses. New students. New teachers. JJ felt invisible, like people were looking right through him. Until JJ bumped into the stereotypical jock. "Hey, asshole. Watch where you're going."

JJ steps out of his way. The jock stopped without warning right in the middle of the hallway. "Sorry, my bad. I didn't see the traffic lights over your head." His pretty girlfriend giggles and looks JJ up and down.

The jock notices his girlfriend noticing JJ and he sticks out his chest. "Take off, pogue." He turns and JJ takes his chance and winks at the girlfriend. She's pretty and off-limits.

She looks over her shoulder and makes sure that her boyfriend isn't paying attention and she blows JJ a kiss and he watches them walk down the hallway. Wait for it, wait for it and there it is. The girlfriend looks over her shoulder to double check if JJ is still watching.

JJ has a knack for making people like him. That good ol Maybank charm. It's how he survived high school so far. He learned it pretty early in his life.

Wishing that the day was almost over and that summer was still in session instead of school. Summer in the outer banks is very laid back, sleeping until noon and staying up having bonfires and parties at the beach. Surfing and fishing. Plenty of pretty tourons keep the night life interesting.

"JJ! Wait Up." He turns around and sees John B down the hallway. "You'll be home later?" JJ's dad is pretty much absent so JJ's usually on his own.

"There's a keggar at the boneyard Saturday night? You in?"

JJ nods and they go their separate ways. "Gotta get gone, don't want to be late on the first day of school. "

John B just grins because he knows that JJ is full of shit. JJ's eye's light up and says "I'm in. "

With his mind on the weekend and the party JJ made his way to his first class of the day: World History. By the time JJ gets there all of the desks in the back are taken. There's one empty seat in the middle of the 4th row and he slides into it, curling his long legs under the desk. They must be relics from grade school. It smells like dust and stale air. It all smells the same.

The door swings shut and a woman's voice says "Welcome to World History, I'm your teacher. Ms. Cooper. " JJ looks up and he can feel the energy in the room shift. The guy in the seat next to JJ whispers "wow."

Ms. Cooper is a smoke show. Straight blonde hair down past her shoulders, skin the color of cream and big blue eyes so clear and so deep that you could swim in them. Her body is banging, curves and tits and a sweater dress that leaves nothing to the imagination.

"Hello, Ms. Cooper, " the guy on the other side of JJ whispers. The girls in class are speechless. Ms. Cooper is all business, walking up and down the aisles, her high heels clicking on the concrete floor, talking about history. She passes JJ and he catches the scent of her vanilla perfume. He sees that her fingernails are painted pale icy pink. He wants to see them wrapped around his dick.

She makes it back to her desk and leans against it. She crosses her legs at her ankles. JJ's eyes wander down her long legs and end at her black high heels, ankle straps that show off her smooth, tan calves. She's talking about world history but JJ can't pay attention, distracted by how beautiful she is.

She instructs two students to pass out the text books. They trip over themselves and scramble to pass out the books. The books thuds on JJ's desk and he opens it up. The whole time Ms. Cooper is going over the school year. He's listening to her voice but not her words. Her voice is soft and pretty.

JJ didn't realize that she was asking questions. " Who among us thinks that learning about history is a waste of time? Who thinks that the past should stay in the past? " It's so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

JJ's too busy trying to figure out how old she is. She must be in her mid to late 20's. Almost 30 he's guessing. She's older, so what. She's still fucking edible.

She's asking another question and the students start looking for the answer in the history book. Before he can stop himself he says aloud, "Me and Noah." Everyone turns to look at JJ. Ms. Cooper's blue eyes settle on JJ. "Noah?" She questions.

Feeling confident with her eyes on him. He shrugs and gives her a cheeky grin. "Yeah, I know a lot of reasons to love history." Students laugh. Some groan at the lame Pun. They look at Ms. Cooper to see her reaction. She arches a perfect eyebrow and asks "And what's your name, sir?"

"JJ Maybank." Her eyes are locked on his. It's as if she's seeing inside his head. He feels heat creeping up his neck. "And," she says, "I know a lot of reasons why you should sit in the first row. Right by my desk. "

That makes everyone laugh. She turned the tables and JJ grabs his stuff and moves to a different desk right in front of hers. John B and Pope nudge each other and Kie just roles her eyes.

Not too soon after the dismissal bell rings and she hands out the assignment. JJ grabs his stuff and heads to the door. He turns around once to see her bending over the desk. Her dress hugs her in all the right places and he wants to do the same. He leaves the room before he can't control his impulses.

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