Hot for Teacher
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Steve loved his job. Even better than that, he was damn good at his job. When he looked back on his life before this, he couldn't help but laugh at the strangeness of it. Who would have thought that Steve ‘The hair’ Harrington, high school jock and post high school loser, would go on to become a kindergarten teacher.
Yet, here he was, up to his elbows in paint, glitter glue, sticks, and excited five-year-olds, happier than he's ever been in his life. He loved his kids and they, to his absolute delight, loved him back.
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- Part 1 of Hot for Teacher
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“Robin!” Steve yelled as he charged in through the apartment door, slamming it behind him. There was scuffling and muffled shushing from the living room then Robin appeared, looking a little dishevelled and kiss bruised.
“Steve, hey, I wasn't expecting you home yet,” she trilled, studying his face carefully “What's going on? What's happening? Why do you look so annoyed?” she babbled, trying desperately to smooth down her clothes.Series
- Part 2 of Hot for Teacher
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By the time the band had finished their set, Steve was hot, sweaty and in desperate need of liquid refreshment. He pulled Robin and Vickie away as Corroded Coffin filed off the stage and fought his way to the bar with the girls close behind. His ears were ringing from the music and the shouts of the crowd, but he managed to flag the bartender down for three bottles of water.
Robin pouted as he handed one of the bottles to her.
“No alcohol?” she demanded and Steve shook his head.
“Hydrate first,” he instructed and she rolled her eyes at him, only half annoyed.
“You are such a teacher.”Series
- Part 3 of Hot for Teacher
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Steve was nervous, he couldn’t help it, he was finally going on a date with Eddie. Nervously, Steve paced his room, stopped in front of the mirror, fiddled with his hair, checked his shirt, checked his teeth, and paced the length of his room again. He must have repeated the process at least four or five more times.
Banging on his door made Steve jump, twisting as Robin thrust it open to stand there with her hands on her hips and a death glare on her face.
“What the hell are you doing in here, Steve?” she demanded, looking around at the absolute chaos of his bedroom. “You have been pacing around here like a goddamn tiger in a box. What are you doing?”Series
- Part 4 of Hot for Teacher
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“It's a good job for you that I am a master of pasta,” he grinned, dark eyes dancing. Steve gave him a long slow look that spoke volumes.
“You did not just say that,” he said, trying to hide a smile. Eddie wiggled his eyebrows at him dramatically.
“I did indeed. I am the Emperor of egg fried rice. The ruler of ramen. The savant of spaghetti.”
Steve couldn’t help but laugh as Eddie began expanding on his wondrous skills with pasta.
“Fine, fine,” Steve giggled, having to hold up a hand over Eddie's mouth again to stop him. “Pasta sounds great. If you promise not to burn the kitchen down.”Series
- Part 5 of Hot for Teacher