Page 12 of Black Light: The Crossover
“What do you think of her uniform, Chase?” Jax moved behind him, lifting the tuxedo jacket off his shoulders to pull it free.
“I think it looks good on her, sir.” Turning, Chase watched as Jaxson draped the jacket on a chair and then sat on the edge of the desk he’d chosen.
“I agree, but now she’s in uniform and you’re not.” Lifting his hand, Jax curled two of his fingers in. “Take off your shirt and bring it to me.”
“Yes, Headmaster.”Fuck.This hadn’t been a kink of Chase’s before tonight, but it definitely was now. Having Jaxson use that cool, serious tone on him was making his brain go haywire. He simultaneously wanted to make Jax proud of him… and he wanted to disobey just to find out what kind of punishment Headmaster Jaxson would dole out to a naughty boy.
“Taking your time?” Jax pressed, adding an edge of irritation to his voice that was oddly arousing.
“Sorry, sir.” His shirt was open, and he was working on the cufflinks when Emma stepped up and helped him. It was much easier with her deft hands, and Chase didn’t mind the view of her rounded breasts as she gathered them in her hand and helped him take it off.
“Undershirt as well.”
“Yes, Headmaster.” Tugging it over his head, Chase felt the slight chill in the air before he took the bundle from Emma and brought it to Jaxson.
“Is the dress code complicated to understand, Chase?” Jax tucked the cufflinks away in a pocket and looked over the button-down in his hands.
“No, sir.”
“Then why are you showing up for classes in the wrong shirt? Without even a tie?” Thetsk, tsk, tskthat followed was like an electric buzz straight to Chase’s dick, making his cock strain against his zipper as Jaxson dropped the shirt to the floor with a derisive stare. “It’s like you want to be punished.”
Yes, please.“No, Headmaster. I don’t. I’m sorry I didn’t wear my uniform today, but it was just a mistake!”
“It’s not the first time you’ve made that ‘mistake’ and we both know it. Unfortunately for you, we didn’t have any boy’s shirts in your size today, but I still expect you to put on a tie.” Lifting his chin toward the front of the room, Jaxson added, “Emma can help you with that.”
He could feel Jaxson’s presence behind him as he moved back to their sub, leaning his head down enough for Emma to loop the tie over it. Just as she started to tie it, Chase felt Jax’s hands on his belt.
“Such a bad boy, Chase. Did you think I’d miss this little error? This isn’t in uniform either.” The clatter of his belt being removed was almost as enticing as Jaxson’s fingers brushing against his hard-on. “I swear… the two of you can’t manage to follow even the most basic rules.”
Swish— snap!
Jaxson ripped his belt free with a sinful snap of leather, and the way Emma’s lips parted, her pupils dilating, told him that she was just as turned on as he was.
“Skipping class. Late to class when you do show up. Constantly out of uniform. Teasing the other boys and girls. Always speaking out of turn and walking around this campus as if the rules don’t apply to you.Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.” Jax folded Chase’s belt in half and held it at his side as his gaze slid down to the unmistakable bulge at the front of Chase’s pants. “The right thing to do would be to expel both of you.”
“Please don’t, Headmaster!” Emma’s pleading response was quick, but Chase caught up.
“I can’t get expelled! Come on, there has to be something we can do.”
“I don’t know if I believe you. Either of you.” Sighing, Jaxson wore such a stern expression that Chase could have sworn he was channeling some real-life boarding school judgment. “You’ve spent so much time in detention and there’s been no improvement.”
“We’ll do anything.” There was something undeniably seductive in Emma’s soft voice and Chase wasn’t the only one to notice as Jax’s gaze snapped to her.
“Hmm… If — and I do meanif— I were to give you both another chance, I would need some… proof of your commitment to following directions,” Jaxson said, his voice patient and even, and layered with double-entendres. “And you would have to accept whatever punishment I deem necessary.”
“We’ll both listen and accept whatever you say, Headmaster. Right, Chase?” Emma looked at him and he nodded, thrilled by the kinky little scene Jaxson had created for them.
“Of course, Headmaster.”
“To be clear, in exchange for allowing you to remain students, you’ll obey any commands I give you? Anything at all?” Jax pressed, one eyebrow lifting a little as he laid out thequid pro quo.
“Yes, sir,” Chase and Emma replied, almost at the same time.
“Prove it.” A sly smirk plucked at the edge of Jaxson’s mouth as he tapped the belt against Chase’s hip. “I want both of you to face the desk and pull down your underwear. Silently.”
They obeyed quickly as Jaxson’s quiet footsteps moved behind them.
“Well, that didn’t take much prompting. Maybe all those rumors about you two are true?” A quiet huff of amusement filled the silence. “Let’s see. Now I want you both to bend forward. Hands on the desktop.” The pop of the belt made them both jump, quickly taking position as Jaxson shifted closer to flip Emma’s skirt up. “Very nice… maybe you two can be taught to behave.”
