I tried to find one for Michael but it’s really hard to find guys that sound like Michael omg (yes this is the same dude who is in the luke one)

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I tried to find one for Michael but it’s really hard to find guys that sound like Michael omg (yes this is the same dude who is in the luke one)
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all im saying is, i met mashton on the streets, won a m&g, won a fan signing pass, got barricade with my internet best friends and got calums pick ??
things each 5sos album reminds me of
somewhere new: awkward first kisses, nervous stuttering, cool nights, felt tip pens, knit blankets, dim lit rooms, warm coffee, cutoff jeans, worn out tshirts, chipped nail polish, cold kitchen tiles, chapped lips
5 seconds of summer: hot summer days, fast cars, flirting, makeout sessions, bonfires, first heartbreak, sneaking out, bottle caps, acoustic guitars, streetlights on an empty street, colorful beads, fireworks, fresh cut grass
livesos: sweat, guitar riffs, broken drum sticks, lightening, mosh pits, sore throats, cherry lollipops, smudged mascara, energy drinks, 24 hour drive thru’s, ripped holes in shirts, rubber bracelets, heavy breathing, warm beers
sounds good feels good: lilac, the sound of the ocean, silver coins, paint canvases, cloudy days, willow trees, soft pillows, speeding down the highway, skyscrapers, paying in change, laughing til you cry, deep colored sunsets, sprinklers
youngblood: hickeys, full moons, crowded clubs, vodka shots, cartilage piercings, black eyeliner, loud bass booming through speakers, heartburn, the lump in your throat before you cry, high heels, the smell of cigarettes, broken mirrors
Holy shit I'm sorry to bother you but holy mother of god himself I just found your account and it's hardcore epic I love it and by the way the Ashton like audio I need to be baptized again lmao your amazing TBH holy shit could you legit if you haven't yet do one where you're the on that does everything like OMFG ITS HIS FIRST TIME shit ok but anyways this is the best account I've seen in a long time so YESSS SLAY QUEEN
Okay yesssss thank you
Could I have a Michael smut where the two get into an argument bc your upset about him going on tour??
Shoplifter-Michael smut
This is the first thing I’ve written in such a long time I’m sorry if it’s bad I had way to much wine before this but I hope it’s okay.
Definitely smutty
Shopping. It’s what I do best when I am stressed. I head to the local mall with my best friend Kelly to undergo some much needed retail therapy. My boyfriend Michael was about to leave on a six month tour with his band and I’m kind of freaking out. We head to the store that gives me the most joy, Sephora, first. I pick up a few things but not even a new lipstick is putting me in a better mood. We head to Victoria secret next. Maybe I can get some killer lingerie to make Mikey and i’s last night together a night to remember. I find a few pieces to try on and i head to the dressing room. None of these are right. I head back out into the store to look through a different section. Kelly comes up to me and bursts out “we need to go we don’t have time to waste in here I only have until 3”“Sorry I just really want to find something to wear for Michael’s last night before he leaves” I say with a hint of sadness. I just really wanted to make his night special. “You really think you guys are going to stay together when he is traveling the word. He is going to be experiencing new cultures and with that hooking up with different girls. I never expected you two to last in the first place” Kelly practically spits at me. I honestly don’t even know how to react she had never been this cold to me before. I can’t help but think she may have a point though. What’s to say that we will still be together after 6 months of him exploring the world on tour with girls practically throwing themselves at him. He’s mine though I’ll do anything for this man and I really think we’re going to last. “It’s not going to be like that. We’re really great together” I say while looking at the ground. “I’m just going to try these on really quickly and then we can go” “Y/N I’m sorry but this is pathetic. He’s going to sleep with the first person that comes his way and not look back at you” Kelly says almost with a laugh. With this I start to cry. I can’t be here in the middle of a Victoria secret. I start to run. I run straight out of the store until the alarms go off. A mall cop starts running after me shouting “hey you stop” I freeze. I forgot I was holding two very scandalous lingerie sets. He takes me to the office where I have to embarrassingly explain everything that happened. He looks away awkwardly, most likely because he took the revealing bra and panties from me. He said if I paid for the merchandise I could go so I gratefully handed over my credit card. Kelly had fled the scene which means I was now stranded at the mall. I called the only person who could make today better. Mikey.
Twenty minutes later I’m sitting in the passenger seat of his car explaining what happened but leaving out what I ran out of the store with. “So let me get this straight” he says. “Kelly was being a shitty friend and you accidentally shoplifted?” I nervously laugh and nod my head. “Well please tell me it was at least something good like” he laughed. I sat silent embarrassed at the bad I was holding still in my lap.We pull up to my apartment and I almost run out of the car to avoid his questions. Of course being the amazing boyfriend he is he runs after me and into my apartment. “Hey are you okay Y/N” he looks into my eyes and I almost break down. “I was going to buy something nice to wear for our last night together and she was just so impatient so we started fighting-“ he cuts me off “y/n your clothes don’t matter baby I just want to spend time with you” he smiles. I get a slight boost of confidence feeling a little turned in by his compliments. “Oh no I wasn’t talking about clothes” you smirked. You gave him the Victoria secret bag and his eyes widen a little and his mouth curls into a smirk. He pulls out the set and his jaw drops to the floor. “On now” he orders me. I eagerly grab the set and go to my room and change. I call his name and wait on the corner of the bed for him to come in. I can already see his bulge in his jeans at how quickly I obeyed him. I motion for him to come over to me. He tried to pull me up to his level but I stay seated on the edge of the bed and start working to get his belt jeans and boxers off. His cock springs up once they’re off. I take the tip into my mouth right away and a slight moan escapes his mouth. “I’m going to make you feel so good” I almost whisper agains his cock as I provide to blow him. I take as much of his length into my mouth as I can getting the rest with my hands. His eyes clench shut I can see just how much he is enjoying this. “Mikey look at me” I say in the most seductive voice I can muster. He looks down at me with his loving eyes. I keep going for another minute until I can tell he is so close. Her grips my shoulder tightly and moans so loud. I take his cock out of my mouth and let him cum all over my chest and new bra. He throws me back on to the bed and begins unclasping the bra. He takes one of my nipples in his mouth and moves his hands to slide my panties off. I can feel how wet I already am and he begins rubbing my clit right away. It doesn’t take long I know I’m about to cum. He moved him mouth down my chest and to my entrance and starts sucking on my clit and moving his tongue in and out of my entrance. I grip his hair “I’m going to cum” I gasp but he doesn’t back away and I cum onto his tongue. He cleans me up but doesn’t slow our pace down. He begins positioning himself at my entrance. He looks at me to make sure it’s okay and I eagerly nod my head. He pushes in with such force and we fit together so well. He sets a fast rhythm right from the start and it doesn’t take long before we are both close to our climax. I grip his shoulder knowing I’m going to leave scratches. “I’m so close baby can we cum together” he says into my neck driving my close to the edge” “Yes I’m so close” I pant. “3, 2, 1” he counts down and we both release. He rides out out highs and then collapses next to me. “Please don’t go” I whisper.“Come with me” he whispered back.
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I..love..you. You legit put sluts and Jesus in the same sentence. Bless you
Yes I am a legend
I just realized my imbed is fucking overflowing so I’m going to respond and write little quick smuts cause I’m wine drunk and I fucking can.
Xoxo gossip girl
I meant inbox LOL
I just realized my imbed is fucking overflowing so I’m going to respond and write little quick smuts cause I’m wine drunk and I fucking can.
Xoxo gossip girl
Not Getting Over This
Rating: M (There’s smut, so, like. No one under 18!)
Request: “Can you do a like hate sex w Luke where he’s an antagonizing prick but he fucks you against a wall with his ringed hand around ur throat. And like “you hate me but you sure love my cock'”
Word Count: 3k
Part 2 | Part 3
“Hypothetically speaking, how upset would you be if I just dumped my drink over his head and stormed out like a character from a late nineties teen drama?”
Calum glances up from his phone and follows your gaze across the room to where Luke stands, a grin on his face and a girl teetering on too-high platforms in front of him. “After I get done laughing? Not very,” Calum shrugs with a small grin as he shoves his phone in his pocket and reaches for his cup, “but you’d have to be able to reach his head to dump a drink over it.”
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things each 5sos album reminds me of
somewhere new: awkward first kisses, nervous stuttering, cool nights, felt tip pens, knit blankets, dim lit rooms, warm coffee, cutoff jeans, worn out tshirts, chipped nail polish, cold kitchen tiles, chapped lips
5 seconds of summer: hot summer days, fast cars, flirting, makeout sessions, bonfires, first heartbreak, sneaking out, bottle caps, acoustic guitars, streetlights on an empty street, colorful beads, fireworks, fresh cut grass
livesos: sweat, guitar riffs, broken drum sticks, lightening, mosh pits, sore throats, cherry lollipops, smudged mascara, energy drinks, 24 hour drive thru’s, ripped holes in shirts, rubber bracelets, heavy breathing, warm beers
sounds good feels good: lilac, the sound of the ocean, silver coins, paint canvases, cloudy days, willow trees, soft pillows, speeding down the highway, skyscrapers, paying in change, laughing til you cry, deep colored sunsets, sprinklers
youngblood: hickeys, full moons, crowded clubs, vodka shots, cartilage piercings, black eyeliner, loud bass booming through speakers, heartburn, the lump in your throat before you cry, high heels, the smell of cigarettes, broken mirrors
This explains a lot
Okay so, I bought Youngblood from Japan and waited 3 weeks for it to arrive to hear Midnight and i wanted to share it with you guys since i’ve seen its hard to get ahold of! Enjoy!!!
Find something that makes you happy and don’t let anyone take it away from you :-)
¡Happy 22nd Birthday Luke Robert Hemmings!
Summer Time (C. H)
Anon: Can you do a poolside porn thing
Anon: may i request a preference with anything to do with clit stimulation? thanks xx
Anon: preference with any kind of clit stimulation? idk
Anon: Okay so like… a visual or blurb where your masturbating to him while he’s on tour and your moaning his name really loud and groan that your about to come but before you do, he grabs your hand and whispers something like “then come baby”
xx
Anon: Rough pls
(A/N): Fuck yea! Here’s an entire smut including ALL of these, enjoy ;)
I chose Calum because of god knows what reason I’m just horny and feel like he should come fuck me right this instant.
Summer Time
June’s just rolled in and I can’t wait for Cal to arrive from tour so we can hang by the pool together.
Not to mention it’s beginning to become hot as balls here in LA so I was in desperate need of a pool day with my boyfriend. Cal’s been on tour for the past six months now and I can’t say I haven’t missed him.
And if there’s something I missed more than anything was his soft, plump lips all over mine. The sensation of his lips trailing down from my lips to my jaw then slowly leaving wet kisses all over my stomach until he reaches my dripping wet- now I’m just torturing myself. But I can’t help but think about his good-oh god- his cock, his throbbing cock teasing me while I beg for him to pound into me into oblivion.
I’m definitely torturing myself.
However he is arriving in two weeks so I guess I can handle pleasuring myself for a bit longer. Just like now, my thoughts have left me dripping wet and I can’t help but slide my fingers down my panties.
I sigh as I get up from the couch, putting the remote down on the coffee table and going to Calum and I’s bedroom.
Fuck, I really can’t wait for him to get here to fuck me senseless. My pussy is throbbing, pulsing for his cock.
I moan and bite my lip as I adjust myself on the bed, hastily removing my underwear throwing it by my side and let my fingers do their work.
My fingers make their way to my clit, making circles as I feel myself become even more wet.
I push my body more into the covers as I think about Cal’s long fingers trailing around my thighs while he leaves kisses on my clit. I picture it’s Cal pleasuring me instead of myself as my fingers go lower and I put one finger in, then two, then three. I decide to leave it to there as I’m already hitting my G-spot and continue to quickly thrust my hand in and out.
“Oh- Calum I’m going to,” I let out a moan.
I feel a wave of heat wash over me as my legs tremble and slide down the covers. My fingers continue to make circles over my clit as I get over my high.
I moan as I’m still sensitive and try to get the most out of it and thrust my hips onto my hand.
Suddenly the door closes and I ignore it as the window’s open which is probably what pushed it to close.
The voice that surrounded the room a minute afterward, startled me to death.
“Quite into it I see,” Cal says. “I messaged you meaning to tell you the last show got rescheduled due to the weather, however,” he licks his lips, “I see you were busy with something else.”
I smirk, “I couldn’t wait.”
I then notice his shirtless figure and his hot pink swimming trunks which fit so well around his hips, leaving his bulge a bit visible too. I bite my lip and he smirks knowing exactly what I was looking at.
His smirk drops and he grins, “Come on, let’s go in the pool.”
I raise an eyebrow, ”You come back from tour and the first thing you thought to do was to go into the pool? Not even give your girlfriend a kiss?”
He shakes his head as he leaves the room, dismissing me and tells me to get dressed.
What a dick.
You want this dick though.
True.
I smile as I change into my tropical themed bikini and grab a towel from the closet.
“Babe, can you hurry up? I’m sweating in this unbearable heat,” I hear Calum yell out from the kitchen.
I roll my eyes and walk into the kitchen past him into the pool area of our home. I still can’t believe he’s just acting like he didn’t just catch me masturbating.
A hand grabs my ass and I look back to see Cal giving me a wink, his hands make their way to my waist and pull me roughly toward his chest.
I huff as my boobs are pressed against his abs and he leans down to give me a peck, “I missed you, babygirl.”
His words make a shiver leave my body and I smile back at him, “I missed you too.”
I pull away, keeping hold of his hand and dragging him into the refreshing water.
I turn around to look at him but catch his eyes lingering on my ass and then my boobs, I smirk.
“I don’t have to apologise, right?” he asks jokingly.
I smile, “I’m already yours so no.”
His hands once again grab me by the waist and push me flush against him as his lips kiss my jaw.
He mumbles something along the lines of ‘fuck I want you’ before smashing his lips on mine.
The make-out session is hot like really hot. The sun blazing down on us and the cold water against our skin made it even more hot. Suddenly I’m no longer in the pool but on his lap and I couldn’t care less.
I feel his bulge on my crotch and feel myself get all wet and warm down there again.
His lips continue to move in sync with mine as another hand leaves the comfort of my waist to my clit, making all sorts of shapes and I feel my legs tremble a bit.
His fingers work magic down there and I couldn’t help but moan into his mouth, “Cum, babygirl.”
“Cum on my fingers, that’s it,” his lips leave mine as my mouth opens in utter euphoria.
As I’m sat there panting on his growing bulge, his fingers continue to do magic on my clit.
I can barely breathe, “Cal, stop I’m going to cum again.”
He lets out a chuckle, “This is for the six months I was gone, now cum for me.”
The smile on his face as he sees mine contort into satisfaction makes me cum even harder than before.
“Fuck Cal,” I say and try to get his trunks off.
Before I can move them an inch off his waist he shakes his head with a smirk and grabs my hand, dragging me to a nearby tanning chair.
His hands take off his trunks in one swift motion then moving onto pull down my bottoms too. I smirk and grab his hard cock into my hands before he stops me.
This is about me, right.
Suddenly I’m flipped and am laying down as his tip rubs against my wet pussy.
I moan as he presses a bit harder on my clit and then slowly sliding in. My moans become louder as his pace quickens and I hear his labored breathing in my ears.
His cock pounds quick and deep into me as he holds onto my waist and string of curse words leave my mouth. “Fuck, baby.” Cal breathes out before pulling out of my throbbing pussy and grabs my hair dragging me down to my knees, “C'mere.” His hands continue to pump his member quick while I push up my breasts ready for them to be covered with his cum. “Fuck me,” I say while my hands make their way to his balls, fumbling them in my hands. “Cum on me, cum on my erect nipples begging for your seed.” As I finish my sentence, a deep and long groan exudes from his mouth while his wet and sticky cum unloads itself onto my boobs. “There you go princess,” he says while tapping his tip on my boobs. I smile up at him, “Thank you daddy.”
Mr Hemmings - Teacher!5SOS Series
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“Can someone please help Luke in the store cupboard? Y/N?” You looked up at the sound of your name, “Please just go help him.” Your teacher sighed, his tie was half undone and sweat patches had begun to form under his arm pits. Mr Leeves wasn’t handling the new term very well, despite the aid of the new maths assistant teacher, Mr ‘Call me Luke’ Hemmings.
“Okay Mr Leeves.” You slid out of your seat, and followed the tall man who had left the room a few moments before. You knocked on the door of the store cupboard down the corridor. It opened in an instant and you were faced with the relieved smile of Mr Hemmings. You almost swooned as he raised an elbow to lean on the frame of the door, your knees close to buckling as you caught a whiff of his expensive aftershave.
“The teaching assistant’s assistant.” He joked, beckoning you into the small room, letting the door click shut behind you.
“I just need some help shifting those textbooks.” Luke bent down to hand you a couple.
“Woah.” You remarked, your arms straining under the weight.
“Yeah, gives you a pretty good workout.” Luke chuckled, flexing as he looked up at you.
“Hmmm.” You whimpered at the display, then shook your head and coughed to cover your slip-up.
“Do you want me to take these back now then, Sir?” You shifted awkwardly, knowing you wouldn’t be able to open the door with your hands full like this.
“Oh yeah, that would be great. I’ll get the door,” He jumped up, “Please, call me Luke.”
You nodded at his catchphrase, waiting for him to pull open the door. Luke’s hand grabbed the handle and pushed but the door refrained from moving. He tried again, more desperately this time. The handle broke off in his large hand. He looked at the shattered metal and then at you, his eyes illuminated under the warm glow of the single spotlight in the ceiling.
“Is that the door handle in your hands?” You panicked slightly, setting the books down on the already cluttered floor.
“Shit, yes. Shit.” Luke stammered, getting anxious as well.
“What are we going to do?” You raised your voice at him, “You’re the teacher!”
“Hardly!” He scoffed, “I haven’t even finished my first year of Uni!”
“You’re still in Uni?” Your tone became deliberately softer and you took a step towards him.
“Yeah I’m eighteen. I thought that was common knowledge?” He scratched his neck, only becoming more attractive to you.
“That’s only a year’s age gap between us then, isn’t it?” You slightly tilted you head to the side, eyelashes batting delicately, trying to encourage him.
“Yes it is,” He swallowed thickly, before advancing towards you cautiously, but willingly, “We’re going to be locked in here a while, all alone…” His voice trailed off as you touched his arm lightly, he was returning your signals in every way possible.
His voice had lowered and his hands had moved to cup your waist, pushing up your shirt and rubbing circles with the pads of his thumbs at the flesh he found there.
“What can two people do when they’re alone?” You bit your lip teasingly.
“Show me.” He whispered, his face close to yours, making the hair on the nape of your neck stand on end.
You pulled him by his collar towards you, connecting your lips swiftly, almost melting when they finally touched. Your hands wondered to the back of his head, gently gripping his blonde hair as he pulled your hips closer to his, deepening the kiss.
“This is so wrong…” Luke muttered between breaks in your kiss, strangely enough his words were turning you on even more.
“Yes,” You moaned, as his lips trailed down to nip at your neck and collarbones, “It’s wrong,” You panted, “and it’s bad,” He sucked hard on your sensitive neck causing you to gasp as you finished your sentence, “and we shouldn’t.”
You knew your words had had their desired effect as Luke groaned into your neck in response and you felt his erection poke you. You reached down to cup him but he shoved your hand away and caught your gaze.
“Ladies first.” He pecked your cheek and lips, before slipping his hand down your skirt, making you yelp quietly and your stomach begin to flip.
Luke brushed his fingers over your underwear, denying any sort of friction and taunting you horribly as you whimpered at his touch. He snickered at your sensitivity and pulled his fingers away from you, inducing a whine from you.
He distracted you by dragging your lips to his again, but his fingers were unbuttoning his trousers and shoving them down to his ankles. He tore away from your mouth and trailed his kisses along your jaw to your ear.
“Jump.” He whispered as he reached your ear, grabbing your upper thighs.
You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist, as he backed you into the wall for extra support. He wasted no time and swept your underwear out of the way as he aligned himself and allowed you to sink down on his length.
You let out an uncontainable moan as he jerked his hips sporadically, breathing heavily and whispering sweet nothing’s into your ear.
“Sir,” You whimpered, your mind blanking of his name in your euphoria as he hit your g-spot repetitively.
“Found your spot, didn’t I babe?” He panted, smirking at your reaction to his thrusts, “The name’s Luke remember, but I like Sir better.” He subtly instructed.
You nodded, biting your lip to hold back moans, “Sir… I’m close…” You could barely stutter words out as your began to rock your hips back and forth, intensifying your pleasure. You threw your head back, your mouth agape.
“Come on babe, let go baby.” He took advantage of your exposed neck and sucked harshly, with his damned lip ring, setting your orgasm off.
He groaned loudly and reacted similarly to you, tipping his head back also. You rested your head in the crook of his glistening shoulder as you both relished in your release. Luke drew out of you slowly and set you gently on the ground, allowing you to steady yourself in his arms before fixing your disheveled appearance.
“Fuck.” Luke ran his hand through his messy blonde hair, glancing at you after redressing.
“Yeah.” You agreed, grinning at the man, “We should probably call someone for help.” You suggested.
“But I thought we were having alone time?” He raised his and to your chin and tilted your face, so you were staring into his warm blue eyes, pecking your mouth tenderly.
Mr Irwin - Teacher!5SOS Series
Clifford - Hemmings - Hood
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“Am I interrupting something?” You snapped out of your blissful daydream and found your teacher, Mr Irwin, and half your class looking at you.
“No, Sir. Uh, sorry.” You hastily apologized, straightening up in your wooden chair and trying to compose yourself after an extremely vivid fantasy of Mr Irwin slamming into you over a school desk. You bit your lip to suppress a moan as you briefly slipped into your dreamland again.
“Earth to Y/N? That’s it, see me after class to discuss your punishment.” Your young teacher turned his back on you and began to continue his lesson, as you tried not to focus on how much his words turned you on.
You stared at the clock mounted above the door, willing it to go faster. Eventually, the bell rang and pupils ran out the room as Mr Irwin beckoned you to the front of the class.
You perched yourself on the edge of a table facing your teacher, trying desperately not to look him in his gorgeous eyes.
“What’s happened Y/N, all of your other teachers have said such nice things about you, but in my class you’re always miles away?” Your teacher started, he took his glasses off and placed them on the desk he was sitting at, he clasped his hands together and looked at you, expecting an answer.
“Sorry Sir. I can’t concentrate in lessons, that’s all. Have you been asking other professors about me?” Your eyes glinted hopefully, daring to meet his.
“I may have taken a special interest in you, yes. But what’s been on your mind,” He stood up and walked around his desk, he was much closer to you now, “You can tell me.”
“You, Sir.” You muttered quietly, hanging your head in embarrassment.
“Me?” You nodded, “What about me.”
“I don’t know,” You mumbled, your emotions got the better of you and your mouth took over, “It’s things like how you twirl your pen in those gorgeous hands of yours, how you lick your lips every so often, your trousers which are always just a little bit too tight. Fuck.” You went bright red as you finished your confession.
“Thank god, don’t tell the head about this.” You hardly processed what your teacher had said before his lips crashed onto yours, startling you into a moan.
His hands caressed your waist as your own wrapped around his lower back, pulling him between your legs as you were now fully seated on the sturdy table.
You felt your wetness pooling between your legs and knew you wouldn’t have much longer to yourselves before a student or a staff member burst in.
“Fuck, Irwin you better put those fingers to good use.” You moaned into his ear as his mouth left purple marks on your neck and collarbone, under your half undone blouse.
He grunted in response to your demand and stopped his assault on your neck, he looked in your eyes instead.
“I don’t like being given orders, babe. But you look hot as fuck in that skirt so I’m going to give you what you want anyway.” You could barely believe what you were witnessing as his fingers trailed up your skirt and into your underwear, you threw your head back in anticipation.
You gasped as he sunk a finger into you, beginning to move slowly, hearing your whimpers before speedily adding another one and moving his hand faster.
You opened your eyes slightly, expecting to see his face but was greeted with empty space, you looked down and saw him on his knees between your legs. That sight alone could have made you cum. He saw you looking and smirked at you, raising an eyebrow and slowly moving his lips to your core. You felt his warm tongue glide over your folds, skilfully flicking your clit as he continued to pound his long fingers into you.
Your whimpers quickly became desperate, Irwin was curling his fingers inside you every so often, as well as flattening out his tongue against your bundle of nerves.
“Shit, I’m gonna –“ You panted.
Irwin removed his tongue from you and slowed the pace of his hand right down, “No you aren’t.”
You huffed angrily. The knot in your stomach hadn’t vanished completely, but still left you shuddering and tense, he was teasing you.
“What are you doing, Sir?” You tried to sound innocent but your teeth were gritted fiercely. He began to pick up the pace of his fingers once more.
“Call me Sir again and I’ll make you come within a minute.” He growled at you, but a playful tone lingered in his voice.
“Fuck, Sir, fucking do something.” You cried out, his torturing subsided and was replaced with the full force of his tongue swirling around your folds, his right hand slamming into you and his left rubbing rough circles on your clit.
“Oh fuck…” You whined, your stomach tensed as his actions became more aggressive, only working to pleasure you.
“Come on baby, I know you’re close.” He moaned into you, the vibrations finally sent you over the edge, your thighs shaking around his face.
You came down from your high and sat up to see your teacher at the door, his hand resting on the doorknob. You sat up confused, buttoning up your top as he bashfully looked at his shoes.
“See me after school for detention, this kind of behaviour can’t be accepted.” He stood tall, his tone of voice strange, mechanic. You looked at him, puzzled, before trying to walk over to him on wobbly legs. His face softened, rushing over to you to lend an arm.
“Detention, Sir?” You questioned.
“You haven’t had your punishment yet.” He winked at you before sending you out the classroom, your mind reeling at the fantasies you could live at last.