Zacky couldn’t stop thinking about Brian. There, he’d finally admitted he had a problem.

He’d been driven crazy at work by Brian sending him flirty texts while the kids in his classroom were working, including one pretty erotic one that involved whipped cream and sour patch kids, and had left him so hard that he’d had to escape into the bathroom and get rid of his little problem. He was going to murder his fiancé when he got home, but not before he’d done everything and dirtier to Brian when he got home.

As he pulled into the parking lot, he noticed that there was another car parked next to Brian’s, an unfamiliar one. Zacky tried to shake away the sudden image that his fiancé was cheating on him with another man- or God forbid, another woman- but he doubted himself.

It was a long and excruciating ride up the elevator until he reached his apartment, and he could barely stop himself from bursting in, biting his lip so he wouldn’t yell out and scare the shit out of Brian. He almost crashed into a body, a female body at that matter and he crossed his arms defensively over his chest, glancing around the living room to see if he could spot Brian.

“Who the hell are you, and why are you in my home?” Zacky asked coldly, and the woman handed him a business card, smoothing down her expensive jacket.
‘Eileen McTraver. Social Services’ it read and as he looked up, he saw that she had a pile of papers in her hands, all of which were covered in fancy legal talk. It couldn’t have happened already- could it?

“I think that explains most of it. It appears your fiancé is not fit to teach…sir” she replied just as coldly, spitting the word ‘fiancé’ out like it was a swear word, and that the taste of it stained her tongue like ink. She pushed him out of the way and stalked out of the house, leaving a very confused Zacky in her wake.

It was then that he heard the sound of Brian sobbing from their bedroom.

Letting the business card float to the floor, Zacky ran through the apartment until he reached the bedroom, stumbling through the doorway until his eyes fell on the bed. Tangled up in the blankets was Brian, his head on the pillow and tears streaming out of his eyes as he cried, horrible sounds that made Zacky hurt even more for the man he loved. How could he have questioned Brian’s faithfulness to him when he was hurting so badly?

“Oh my poor baby, come here” Zacky whispered, shuffling onto the bed beside him and pulling his fiancé into his arms, holding him tightly as the other man continued to sob.

“They suspended me! They walked right in as I let the class out and told me to pack up and get the fuck out of there! Why me, Zacky, what did I do wrong?!” Brian wailed loudly, and Zacky realised that the social services lady must have been telling Brian why he’d been suspended in the first place, if it wasn’t blindingly obvious to him already. It made Zacky’s blood boil to think that his lover had been refused the job he loved just because he was gay. It didn’t make him a child molester or abuser- it didn’t make him any less qualified than he already was.

It just made him different. And in their eyes- and the eyes of the parents of the kids he was teaching- that meant he wasn’t good enough for their precious little darlings.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, baby, it was all them. You don’t deserve this- you are the most incredible man I know, and an amazing teacher to those kids. If the parents don’t want you there, then good luck to them when their kids are living on their couches for thirty years” Zacky tried to soothe, though it had never really been his strong point, but even through his tears Brian managed to crack a smile.

He was marrying this man- the same man who made him smile through his tears, even in the toughest of times- and he couldn’t be happier. There was no one else in the world he’d rather be comforted by than the man with the green eyes that he adored more and more every single day.

“You think so?” Brian whispered softly, blinking up to stare at Zacky with his watery brown eyes.

“I know so baby. I know it’s a long way off, but seeing you with those kids makes me want to have some of our own. Makes me want to have you in my life. I feel so lucky to know you, to get to kiss you every day just because I can- to tell you that I love you whenever I feel like it. The fact that I get to hold you every night when I fall asleep, and still have you there when I wake up is what makes me feel alive. And if they can’t see that you’re someone worth keeping- then it’s not worth you wasting your time on them” Zacky replied.

With a final brush of the tears from his face, Brian leaned up and kissed Zacky tenderly, pressing his hand softly against the other man’s cheek. He was so lucky to call this man his own-and he wanted nothing more than to present the world on a silver plate to his fiancé and tell him he could give him anything he wanted.
He was in love.

“I love you Zacky. You promise me that you won’t ever leave me? Cross your heart?” he whispered as Zacky flipped them over slowly, rolling Brian onto his back so he could crouch over him, ready to take control for once. Brian sounded almost like a child, just waiting for the right moment for his best friend to say he’d be here forever- except this time, his best friend was his lover, and his lover had an idea in his head to help take Brian’s mind off of what had just happened.

Kissing his neck and letting his hands run down his lover’s chest, Zacky’s nimble fingers found the buttons on Brian’s shirt and began to pop each of them one by one, nipping lightly as his fiancé’s throat every time another button came undone.

“I’m never going to leave you Brian. Cross my heart two times over” Zacky said, straddling Brian’s waist, and throwing the discarded shirt away.
"But what about this whole suspension thing? I can't just ignore it Zack- no amount of sex is going to change that" Brian murmured, even though he didn't try to push Zacky away. The other man thought for a moment, grinding down on Brian's ever growing hard on and earning a whimper from the back of Brian's throat.

"First thing tomorrow, we're going to see Matt. He'll know what to do. Now..." Zacky said, catching Brian's jaw in his fingers and smiling when another moan fell from the man's lips. He knew all he had to do was get Brian all hot and bothered, and then leave him hanging before going off to find what Brian had so obviously wanted him to do earlier.

“Let me help you forget, baby” he whispered into Brian’s ear, before crawling down the body, pressing chaste kisses to the skin and slowly unbuttoning his pants, ready to reveal the treasures within.