The only reason why John and (Y/n) were even in detention was because the two of them had gotten caught fucking by the principal. The two had been suspended for 3 weeks and following those three weeks they had a month of detention every Saturday to attend. Vernon had made a comment about them two being horny no good lowlifes and of course John had talked back which ended in him putting on his not caring bad boy front which amused and concerned his girlfriend. 
(Y/n) sat boredom beside her boyfriend, head against his chest while his finger tips danced acrossed he'd exposed collar bone, she could feel eyes staring at her but from where she didn't know.
Closing her eyes (y/n) just sat back and enjoyed the touch of her boyfriends hands, slowly John let his hand travel farther down the chest of his girlfriend.
(Y/n) mouth was agasped upon geeked nemple feelings pressed against her nipple, her eyes slowly begin to open and she jumps at the touch of dull blunt nails pinching her hardened bud.   "John," she whispers out her mouth still agasp only now soft moans were leaving it.  Claire and Andrew head turn slowly towards the pair, Claire's eyes on John who's giving her a smirk before her eyes drift over to (y/n) who's moans again, this time somewhat louder.
Andrew on the other hand his eyes are focused on John's hand, the one which pinched and pulled at (y/n) hardened nipple, his mouth is falling open slowly at the sight, a sight which would only be seen in porno films and magazines.  (Y/n)'s whole left breast was exposed, neither her or John cared. The two weren't really secretive when it came to having sex in the open, after all that is how they got there in the first place, by having sex in the hallway closet only to be caught in the end.
John eyes trails over his girlfriends half lid ones, his own filled with lust and hunger for her body, bending his neck down John whispers huskily into her ear. "Want more princess?," he asks.  With a nod of her head and a smirk from John (y/n) found herself bending over the desk in front of her with the help of John. Her head lays flat, her cheek pressed against the cool metal surface. "Can't wait to have you princess," John groans out.
Soon everyone's eyes are on them, Allison stares with interest and she even moves up in her seat sitting at the table just behind Brain now. Brain eyes stare with wonder and lust and he blushes with embarrassment, his cheeks are flushed red similar towards Claire's own cheeks which are doing the same. Andrew on the other hand is panting, he can't help not too. (Y/n) was a very beautiful student and if it wasn't for her bad attitude and her need to pull pranks and smart mouth teachers he would have guessed she was one of Claire's friends.
"Doesn't my princess look good -" John's head snaps up to Andrew and he has a crazed look in his eyes. "Huh Andrew, doesn't she look good enough to eat?! I bet you want a taste huh?!," teased John. Andrew swallows harshly his eyes locked with John's and (y/n)'s heavily lusted ones. "Yeah -" Andrew whispers out almost shyly he glanced back towards John. "Yeah I want a taste." John smirk grows on his face, his eyes still crazed and lust filled, "Well you better hurry up Andrew boy!," John laughs wickedly, "Come on over, I'll even let you have the first lick!" Andrew slowly begins to stand but a hand grasping at his arm stops him, looking down than back up he finds its Claire who's holding him back. "Don't do it Andrew," she says.
"Oh don't he such a party pooper Claire," groans John, sounds of slashing can be heard and moans follow. John was finger fucking a very wet (y/n) who's eyes were fully closed at the feeling the teenager gave her.
"Come on this pussy isn't gonna eat itself," teases John. Allison who now stood just inches away from John and (y/n) speaks up, "May I?," she asks her voice barley above a whisper. John head snaps towards her, "May you what? You want a lick too? I'm not so sure about that since I did promise Andrew here a lick first but it seems he's taking to long," John says still in a teasing tone.
"Wait! I'm coming!," cries out Andrew who pulls his arm away from Claire who stares at him with a shocked look written all over her face. "Not that," Allison replies. "Can I do what your doing to her," she asks.