“Hi, Mr. TC/N. Do you, uh, have time to talk?” you asked timidly. Your teacher turned around and grinned upon seeing you. “Y/N! I always have time to talk to my favorite student! What’s up?” he asked you, clearing some of the papers from his desk and motioning for you to sit down. You walked over to his desk and sat down across from him. You smiled at him awkwardly before letting out a sigh. “I’m gonna miss you over summer, Mr. TC/N” you said shyly. “I’m gonna miss you too, Y/N! You signed up for my class first semester next year, right?” he asked, giving you a look of uncertainty. You nodded and fiddled with the hem of your skirt, avoiding his gaze. “Hey, what’s wrong, Y/N” your teacher asked suddenly concerned. “You only ever mess with that pretty little skirt of yours when you’re nervous.” You felt your cheeks flush and you looked further down to avoid making any eye contact. “Um, well… Mr. TC/N…” you began slowly. “This is really hard for me to say because even I don’t really know how I feel, but I- I think I like you…like, really really like you…” you finished. There was no response, but you were too afraid to look up and see how stunned your teacher’s face was. Suddenly you felt his hand on your chin as he tilted your head up to look at him. “Don’t be embarrassed” he said with a small smile, “I’m flattered”. There was a moment of dead air before he moved his chair closer to you. “Y/N you are an excellent student and a beautiful young woman. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think about you from time to time”. It was now your teacher’s turn to be embarrassed. His cheeks turned slightly pink and he scratched the back of his head nervously. You couldn’t believe what you had just heard. “You think I’m beautiful?” you asked him. He chuckled and let out a deep breath before saying “Are you kidding? Sweetheart, you are fucking irresistible.” He bit his bottom lip moved his hand to your thigh causing you to shift slightly in your chair. Your heart pounded in your chest and your palms started to started to sweat. He was so close to you. You had been in this office dozens of times before, but this was different. “Y/N, I haven’t been able to shake you from my mind since the moment you walked into my class with that little pleated skirt and those cherry red lips.” You look up at him and swallowed sharply. “Mr. TC/N…Can I kiss you?” Your cheeks burned, but you couldn’t just throw away your only chance!” He smiled before leaning in to press his lips on yours. His lips collided with yours almost instantaneously and the two of you stayed put, eyes closed and lips locked. He pulled away before laughing. “God, that chapstick of yours drives me crazy, missy” he said. He pulled your chair closer to his own before lifting you up by your waist and setting you down on his lap, legs spread. Your faces were just inches away from eachother and the legs that now straddled your teacher felt shaky. None of this felt real. Within moments the two pairs of lips were interlocked yet again. He ran his hands through your hair as his tongue danced with yours earning satisfied moans of pleasure from you. After what felt like hours the two of you broke from your kiss again. Both of you smiled at one another embarrassed. “I won’t tell if you won’t” you whispered into his ear. He gave your bottom a tight squeeze causing you to jump a little from surprise. “It’ll be our little secret, sweetheart” he whispered back smirking. He lifted you off of him and you were back to standing in front of him. “Enjoy your summer, Y/N” he said briskly before turning to gather up his belongings and pack up for the break. “Yeah…I’ll see you next year” you said still slightly dazed. “And uh…thanks. Ya know? For the kiss. I really—” you started to say. He waved his hand before interrupting you. “Don’t mention it sweetheart. Promise you won’t let me become a stranger to that cherry lip gloss of yours” he asked jokingly. You made your way to the door before reaching into your pocket and pulling out your lip gloss tube. You tossed it to him casually before saying, “Here. Keep it as a little souvenir until next September.” He caught the tube and set it on his desk and with that you walked out of his office your heart overflowing and your confidence soaring. Three months of summer vacation away from Mr. TC/N was about to seem like an eternity.
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