I Just Read And Write

I Am also not as good at any of those things (please bare with me🥲)

[celinelikecelinedior]

“he tucks your hair behind your ear”

bitch i’m—

this isn’t me. it’s a beautiful woman from pinterest. lol the way this is actually my hair size

[chaostudesstuff]

Past Your Bedtime

Negan Smith x Michonne’s daughter reader

Summary: Michonne has always been overprotective of Y/n ever since the apocalypse begin. Y/n never minded it because she loved her mom and she understood, but sometimes she hated it. The move to Alexandria and the conflict with Negan stressed y/n out more. With the heated conflict between the Saviors and our group grew, which meant Michonne made sure no one left y/n behind. Michonne watched her every move and even when she went out with rick she made sure someone kept watch. Just when Michonne thought she knew everything about her daughter, she was keeping a secret that NOBODY could find out.

Warnings: age gap, secret relationship, choking, hickeys

Tonight was like every other night. The house was silent and dark, The only light in your room came from the dim lamp by my bedside, casting long, trembling shadows across the pages of a book you had been staring at for twenty minutes. You went out scavenging today with the group and passed an abandoned library. You go inside making sure it was clear of walkers before seeking out what you might’ve found interesting. You’re sitting in your bed staring at the words that are beginning to blur as you zoned out.

Today you were supposed to take a high risk. Sneak out of Alexandria without anyone finding out to go be with Negan. But something was holding you back, was it your mom, was it him, or you? You always were a little hesitant about the sneaking around and hated the bitter taste of guilt when you left him but you didn’t want to stop. The countless nights you guys had spent together never felt forced or regretful, you didn’t know what the feeling was but it never left you unsatisfied.

You finally gave up and just closed the book setting it aside. You got up from your bed and quietly walk downstairs. You made sure your movements were quiet and at ease due to the last time when you were careless, it turned into your mom almost slicing your head off with her katana.

The moonlight from the kitchen gave you just enough light to find the cabinets. As you were reaching for a cup, your eyebrows furrow and you begin to feel a cool breeze sweep your bare feet which makes endless thoughts run through your mind. You don’t remember leaving the back door open and your mom will check every lock in the house before she goes to bed. That’s when you begin to feel a dark presence take the spot of the breeze almost towering over you. That’s when your instincts took over. You grab one of the knives that sat in the knife collection near the sink and quickly turn away to kill the intruder just when the person stops you by grabbing your wrist. Your grip softens around the knife feeling the familiar calloused hand that was clamped around your wrist.

"Why are you here? How did you come in?” You asked in a low demanding whisper. He doesn’t answer right away. He casually sat his bat down on the table towering over you. You look up at him waiting for a response. "Back door was open. You know that’s not safe at all, kiddo" He says. You scoff rolling your eyes as your nerves calm down and your irritation grew. “Were you waiting up for someone?” He asked. His tone sounding genuine but dangerous.

You cross your arms before leaning against the table which put distance between the both of you. “Why should I tell you? It’s none of your business.” He stood there for a moment before letting out a low deep laugh. He took small steps forward closing the small distance between the both of you making you look up at him.

“None of my business?” He whispered leaning down so his face was inches away from yours. His smirk slowly disappeared and was replaced by a dark, intense stare that made your breath hitch and your knees weak. “When you risk your life and mine to even look in my direction, I make it my business.”

He reaches out, his thumb tracing your jaw all the way to your chin, forcing you to look up at him. The tension between you two was visible thick. It was almost terrifying, but addictive. He was a man your mom hated with every bone in her body, but right now, he is the only person that truly sees you. Looking at him right now, you knew he felt the same. The desperation and silent knowing that the both of you are trapped in a reality that wants you apart.

“You never answered my question.” He whispered, his eyes dropping to your lips before meeting back up to your gaze. “Were you coming to see me tonight?”

“Maybe” you let out breathless, your heart beating louder with every second. “Or maybe I changed my mind.” You whispered to him looking back up at him. He comes closer a small smirk appears on his face. “Yeah?” His voice sounding more deep and rough than the first time. “It’s a shame I had to come and find out myself.”

You roll your eyes and before you could reply, his lips were on yours closing the remaining distance. His hand slips from your jaw to grip your throat, deepening the kiss. You moan against his lips quietly as you kiss him back. You begin to give him open mouth kisses allowing his tongue inside. He groans against your mouth as he pulls you closer against him. The kiss was intense, full of anger and hunger that had been builded up since the last time you last saw each other.

Your tongues overlap each other as you both try to deepen the kiss. Your hands which were crossed before is now gripping his black leather jacket. Every boundary you built over the last few minutes had fallen. The danger of being caught downstairs, if all of Alexandria found about you, your mom’s disappointment, all of that disappeared.

He backs you up against the table, you hoist yourself up until you were sitting on the kitchen table. Negan wastes no time. He steps directly between your thighs, grabbing them before pulling you right onto his growing erection. You buck your hips slightly against his jeans letting out a quiet moan. He broke the kiss his lips hovering over yours as he breaths quietly “Look at you…so fucking needy.”

Before you could argue he presses against your now soaked underwear again making the both of you groan quietly. “Just to think.” He let out in a raspy tone as he places open mouth kisses down your neck and down your chest. “Someone could walk in right now.” Your chest rises up and down rapidly, your grip on his jacket tightening to keep him grounded. “Are you going to keep talking” you pull him closer to you. “Or are you going to kiss me?”

He smirks against your skin, his hand coming to cup the side of your face as he leaned in to kiss you again-

“Y/n what are you doing down there so late?”

The sound of the voice makes you freeze immediately.

You guys tore apart from each other instantly. You quickly hop off of the kitchen table, your bare feet hitting the cold hardwood floor as you try to fix yourself. Negan didn’t panic. He just had a dark lingering stare towards the hallway, a slow smirk coming onto his face.

“I guess my times up, see you around y/n.” He whispers to you. Stepping in close, giving your lips one last lingering peck. With silent moments, Negan slips out into the night pulling the back door shut. You turn around, trying to pull your heart out of your ass, to find Michonne at the edge of the kitchen.

“I was just getting water.” You said, your voice being more steadily than you expected despite your nerves going out the roof. “Nothing to worry about.” She gave you a tired nod before giving kitchen one last look and turning back around towards her room.

You quickly made your way upstairs and into the bathroom, locking the door. You splash cold water onto your face multiple times, trying to wash away the flush on your face and the lingering scent of cigarettes and leather. After drying off, you quietly made it back to your room.

You sat down at your vanity, the dim light from your bedside lamp helps catch your reflection through the mirror. You reach for your scrunchie, pulling your curls into a bun to push it away from your face. As your arms lifted, your eyes locked on the visible darkening spot the was right at the curve of your collarbone.

You stare at the fresh hickey, knowing he purposefully left it there. You let out a groan burying your face in your hands.

That dick.

Author’s note: This has literally been sitting in my drafts FOREVER so I hope this goes very well. I randomly thought of this trope when I was binge watching season six so I had to do it. I am also still new to this writing part so things might take longer than expected.For now, this is just a oneshot but if people want a part two where Michonne finds out about the hickey…PLEASE let me know your thoughts!!!

[chaostudesstuff]

Past Your Bedtime

Negan Smith x Michonne’s daughter reader

Summary: Michonne has always been overprotective of Y/n ever since the apocalypse begin. Y/n never minded it because she loved her mom and she understood, but sometimes she hated it. The move to Alexandria and the conflict with Negan stressed y/n out more. With the heated conflict between the Saviors and our group grew, which meant Michonne made sure no one left y/n behind. Michonne watched her every move and even when she went out with rick she made sure someone kept watch. Just when Michonne thought she knew everything about her daughter, she was keeping a secret that NOBODY could find out.

Warnings: age gap, secret relationship, choking, hickeys

Tonight was like every other night. The house was silent and dark, The only light in your room came from the dim lamp by my bedside, casting long, trembling shadows across the pages of a book you had been staring at for twenty minutes. You went out scavenging today with the group and passed an abandoned library. You go inside making sure it was clear of walkers before seeking out what you might’ve found interesting. You’re sitting in your bed staring at the words that are beginning to blur as you zoned out.

Today you were supposed to take a high risk. Sneak out of Alexandria without anyone finding out to go be with Negan. But something was holding you back, was it your mom, was it him, or you? You always were a little hesitant about the sneaking around and hated the bitter taste of guilt when you left him but you didn’t want to stop. The countless nights you guys had spent together never felt forced or regretful, you didn’t know what the feeling was but it never left you unsatisfied.

You finally gave up and just closed the book setting it aside. You got up from your bed and quietly walk downstairs. You made sure your movements were quiet and at ease due to the last time when you were careless, it turned into your mom almost slicing your head off with her katana.

The moonlight from the kitchen gave you just enough light to find the cabinets. As you were reaching for a cup, your eyebrows furrow and you begin to feel a cool breeze sweep your bare feet which makes endless thoughts run through your mind. You don’t remember leaving the back door open and your mom will check every lock in the house before she goes to bed. That’s when you begin to feel a dark presence take the spot of the breeze almost towering over you. That’s when your instincts took over. You grab one of the knives that sat in the knife collection near the sink and quickly turn away to kill the intruder just when the person stops you by grabbing your wrist. Your grip softens around the knife feeling the familiar calloused hand that was clamped around your wrist.

"Why are you here? How did you come in?” You asked in a low demanding whisper. He doesn’t answer right away. He casually sat his bat down on the table towering over you. You look up at him waiting for a response. "Back door was open. You know that’s not safe at all, kiddo" He says. You scoff rolling your eyes as your nerves calm down and your irritation grew. “Were you waiting up for someone?” He asked. His tone sounding genuine but dangerous.

You cross your arms before leaning against the table which put distance between the both of you. “Why should I tell you? It’s none of your business.” He stood there for a moment before letting out a low deep laugh. He took small steps forward closing the small distance between the both of you making you look up at him.

“None of my business?” He whispered leaning down so his face was inches away from yours. His smirk slowly disappeared and was replaced by a dark, intense stare that made your breath hitch and your knees weak. “When you risk your life and mine to even look in my direction, I make it my business.”

He reaches out, his thumb tracing your jaw all the way to your chin, forcing you to look up at him. The tension between you two was visible thick. It was almost terrifying, but addictive. He was a man your mom hated with every bone in her body, but right now, he is the only person that truly sees you. Looking at him right now, you knew he felt the same. The desperation and silent knowing that the both of you are trapped in a reality that wants you apart.

“You never answered my question.” He whispered, his eyes dropping to your lips before meeting back up to your gaze. “Were you coming to see me tonight?”

“Maybe” you let out breathless, your heart beating louder with every second. “Or maybe I changed my mind.” You whispered to him looking back up at him. He comes closer a small smirk appears on his face. “Yeah?” His voice sounding more deep and rough than the first time. “It’s a shame I had to come and find out myself.”

You roll your eyes and before you could reply, his lips were on yours closing the remaining distance. His hand slips from your jaw to grip your throat, deepening the kiss. You moan against his lips quietly as you kiss him back. You begin to give him open mouth kisses allowing his tongue inside. He groans against your mouth as he pulls you closer against him. The kiss was intense, full of anger and hunger that had been builded up since the last time you last saw each other.

Your tongues overlap each other as you both try to deepen the kiss. Your hands which were crossed before is now gripping his black leather jacket. Every boundary you built over the last few minutes had fallen. The danger of being caught downstairs, if all of Alexandria found about you, your mom’s disappointment, all of that disappeared.

He backs you up against the table, you hoist yourself up until you were sitting on the kitchen table. Negan wastes no time. He steps directly between your thighs, grabbing them before pulling you right onto his growing erection. You buck your hips slightly against his jeans letting out a quiet moan. He broke the kiss his lips hovering over yours as he breaths quietly “Look at you…so fucking needy.”

Before you could argue he presses against your now soaked underwear again making the both of you groan quietly. “Just to think.” He let out in a raspy tone as he places open mouth kisses down your neck and down your chest. “Someone could walk in right now.” Your chest rises up and down rapidly, your grip on his jacket tightening to keep him grounded. “Are you going to keep talking” you pull him closer to you. “Or are you going to kiss me?”

He smirks against your skin, his hand coming to cup the side of your face as he leaned in to kiss you again-

“Y/n what are you doing down there so late?”

The sound of the voice makes you freeze immediately.

You guys tore apart from each other instantly. You quickly hop off of the kitchen table, your bare feet hitting the cold hardwood floor as you try to fix yourself. Negan didn’t panic. He just had a dark lingering stare towards the hallway, a slow smirk coming onto his face.

“I guess my times up, see you around y/n.” He whispers to you. Stepping in close, giving your lips one last lingering peck. With silent moments, Negan slips out into the night pulling the back door shut. You turn around, trying to pull your heart out of your ass, to find Michonne at the edge of the kitchen.

“I was just getting water.” You said, your voice being more steadily than you expected despite your nerves going out the roof. “Nothing to worry about.” She gave you a tired nod before giving kitchen one last look and turning back around towards her room.

You quickly made your way upstairs and into the bathroom, locking the door. You splash cold water onto your face multiple times, trying to wash away the flush on your face and the lingering scent of cigarettes and leather. After drying off, you quietly made it back to your room.

You sat down at your vanity, the dim light from your bedside lamp helps catch your reflection through the mirror. You reach for your scrunchie, pulling your curls into a bun to push it away from your face. As your arms lifted, your eyes locked on the visible darkening spot the was right at the curve of your collarbone.

You stare at the fresh hickey, knowing he purposefully left it there. You let out a groan burying your face in your hands.

That dick.

Author’s note: This has literally been sitting in my drafts FOREVER so I hope this goes very well. I randomly thought of this trope when I was binge watching season six so I had to do it. I am also still new to this writing part so things might take longer than expected.For now, this is just a oneshot but if people want a part two where Michonne finds out about the hickey…PLEASE let me know your thoughts!!!

[orchidame]

[chaostudesstuff]

There really is levels to ts

[iceemochaa]

I better see the black!reader tags skyrocket this month!!!

[chaostudesstuff]

Classmates

Reader X Dave Franco

I look at Dave as sit in the principals office in silence. We were sent to the office being caught almost having sex in a classroom. It wasn’t much of a big deal because we’ve done it once. Ok maybe more than once but that’s not the point. This is how it started.

Hours Before

I giggle as I play with Dave’s uniform tie. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” I told him looking up at him. He smirks down at me pulling me closer by the waist. “Oh yeah?” I laugh nodding my head. “I need you Dave” I look up at him with pleading eyes as I pull onto his tie for a kiss making him place each side of hands on the table. I overlap my tongue with his making both of us moan. He wraps one of his hands around my throat pulling me deeper into the kiss.

I lifted my skirt a little grinding my front against his khakis. He moaned against my mouth before unbuttoning some buttons of my shirt making me loosen up his tie and unbuttoning the three buttons of his shirt before latching my lips back onto his.

He makes his way up my skirt latching his fingers into my panties. I gasp lightly against his lips as he smirks at my reaction. “Try to stay quiet yeah?” Before laughing against my lips. I smile before bringing my lips to his ear. He then sinks his fingers into me making me moan quietly in his ear. “Oh fuck…” my mouth fell open as he sped up fingers pounding them into me. He bit his lip as he watch me go weak under his touch. I grab onto his arm as my my legs start to shake. “Cum for me baby” he whispered in my ear making me cum all over his fingers.

He took his fingers out of me licking them clean. “You’re so hot-“ I smashed my lips onto his grabbing the back of his head pulling him closer to me tasting myself on his tongue. “We have to make this quick-“ Dave was interrupted by a scream of a old lady.

We looked at each other before hopping off the table. I heavily sigh knowing what was going to happen. I look over at Dave to see him smirking ahead of me. I put my palm on my face knowing this isn’t going to end well.

Now

“Can someone please explain to me why you two horny teenagers thought it was ok to have sex in a classroom?” He asked us sternly. Dave scoffs sitting up in his chair. “ to be fair we didn’t have sex” the principal turns his head to Dave pushing his glasses up. “So all that moaning and groaning was just y'all playing tic tac toe” I sunk down in my chair not knowing what to say.

The tension in the room was growing and I didn't know how to respond or feel. “Ok maybe we were or maybe we weren’t it’s not like this doesn’t happen all the time” the principal laughs before glaring at Dave again. “This has got to be the third time I called you guys down THIS WEEK. Do you never get a break?” He asked in concern.

Dave shrugs his shoulder. “Come on principle Harris it’s not like you haven’t done anything like this before". I groaned loudly in defeat. He points his finger at Dave. “Leave Shari and laurel out of this.” I make digested face at the thought of it. "Ok maybe we should get back on the main subject here-" “So there were two-“ “Detention for a week. Yes there will be a teacher assisting you guys so there won't be any funny businesses going on. Now leave before I make two."

I follow Dave out of his office before shoving Dave into the locker. “What was that?!" He winced in pain grabbing his arm. "I don't know you tell me? To be fair you weren't very helpful." I groaned slouching against the locker. He turns to me wrapping a hand around my waist smirking down at me. “Hey you know what this means?” I look up at him curious as to what he was about to say.

“We’ll need to find another solution” he says looking up at the janitors closet not that far from us. I roll my eyes before I got dragged to the janitors closet.

The End!!

[chaostudesstuff]

Rodrick x POC reader

Summary: y/n has came back from her one month trip and Rodrick decided to invite her over for dinner with his family. When y/n arrives she’ll find out how much Rodrick missed her.

Rodrick invited me to his house for dinner. His parents have been missing me and wants to see me again. I get ready putting on this low cut dress with black long boots. I put your hair in a ponytail with two strands out. I arrived at the Heffley's house and ringed the doorbell. As I wait at the door I meet with Susan Heffley. Manny was in one her arms chewing on his hand. "y/n! Oh it's so good to see you" She told me as she hugged me. "It's so good to see you too." She hurried and invited me in. I walked in the kitchen to see her pace Mann down on the counter. I ran to him picking him up twirling him around in my arms. “Have you missed me. I know you have” I told him in a baby voice. He giggles cutely and smiled at me. I placed him back down. “Y/n rodrick’s upstairs getting ready” she says. I nodded and headed upstairs.

As I went up the stairs to his room his smelled lingered. The smell of weed, a pack of cigarettes and cologne. His naked back was turned to me but his hair was wet like he just got out the shower and he stood by the window smoking. I went up behind him sneaking my hands around his waist. He laughed turning around to see my face. “Did you miss me” I asked him. He didn’t say anything he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me passionately. I kissed him back running my hands through his wet black hair. His tongue overlapping mine as we kissed. I take one of my hands and wrapped around his neck deepening the kiss. He groaned smiling into the kiss finally pulling away. “I’m guessing the answer is yes” I told him laughing. He laughed bringing the cigarette to my lips letting me take a drag. I look up at him while I took a drag. I inhaled the smoke and he pulled away letting me exhale. “How was your trip” “it was exactly what I was hoping for.I have to take you next time” he walked up to you wrapping his hands around your waist.

“Now that I’m back I can finally spend time with you” I looked at him with a reassuring look. “That means…” he told me. I playfully rolled my eyes. “You’ll figure that out later” I told him in his ear. “Yeah?” He leaned closer to my neck giving soft kisses to my jawline. “Yes” I told him. He start to kiss my neck whispering what he’s going to do me in my ear. His hand on my waist got lower and gripped my ass pressing me against his sweatpants. “That’s what you do to me y/n” he whispered in my ear. I quietly moaned at the raspiness of his voice. He was about to slip the dress strap off until somebody came running up. We quickly separated fixing our clothes.

It was Greg.

“Mom says dinners ready and she wants both you down” we nodded as we stood there awkwardly. “Oh and Rodrick you should probably fixed that before you head downstairs” Greg covered the sight of his sweatpants. Rodrick looked down at the print quickly covering it. “Get out now” he sternly told Greg. I laughed as I stood between them. Greg quickly ran downstairs before saying anything else. “I’ll meet you downstairs” I told him pecking his lips and heading down.

A few minutes passed and rodrick and his family were talking about something. “Speaking of adventures we should all go take a trip to six flags.” Rodricks mom suggested. I nodded to the idea taking a drink of water. I felt a hand come up to my thigh and into my panties. I gasp lightly quieting myself before anyone could hear me. Rodrick smiles to himself. “I think that’s a great idea mom considering all the rides y/n and me could get on” he looked at me teasingly. I nodded my head repeatedly gulping my water down. Rodrick speeds up his hands a little making me hold one of my hands on the table. “do you like it wet or dry?” The mom said. I choked on my water making it splatter on my face a little. “Y/n honey are you ok” the mom asked me worried. “Oh yeah I’m fine just had a little accident” wiping my mouth with my napkin. “I prefer wet rides isn’t that right y/n?” Rodrick ask me teasing me again. I look at him with widened eyes. He kept going inserting his fingers faster and faster to the point I came. I sighed closing my eyes. “Yes that is right” I look at him. “ ok I’ll make sure to “ ok I’ll make sure to keep that in mind” rodricks mom says.

A few minutes later Mrs. Heffley has gone to sleep and me and rodrick stayed washing dishes. “I still can’t believe you did that in front of your family. In front your two little brothers!” “Oh come on I was just teasing you” he said drying off a dish. I turned the water off and looked at him. “F!ngering me in front of your family is teasing?!” I told him. He put his finger on my lips shushing me. “You don’t want her to hear us do you?” I looked up at him angry. I moved to the counter with my back facing him. I feel his hands wrapped around my waist pulling me close. He whispered in my ear, “I can make it up to you” he says lifting up my dress from the back. “No rodrick we’re not doing this while your mother is in the other roo-“ He cut me off my slamming his dck inside me. I gasped gripping the counter with my hands.

“All you have to do is be quiet and we’ll be fine” he whispered in my ear. He slowly went in and out. I closed my eyes and bit my lip my back leaning against his chest. “Rodrick right there~…” He groaned in my ear as he picks up the pace. “You like that?” he whispered in my ear. I nodded moaning quietly. He starts to pick up his pace and my orgasm was getting closer. “I’m so close rodrick” I moaned into his neck feeling him hit every spot. He sped up more until the both of us came. I gasped holding on to the counter my legs shaking and c!m dripping down my thighs. I pulled him into a passionate kiss holding onto his neck. “I’ve missed you so much” he told between the kiss. A few minutes later Rodrick came back with a paper towel and wipes all the access off.

“Told you we were fine” he said. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. He kissed back gripping my throat. He deepened the kiss entering his tongue. “I love you” I said to him while kissing him. He smiled into the kiss. “How about I fuck you again to see how much you love me” he said in a raspy voice. We both looked at each other and quickly ran upstairs. “No running in the house guys” rodricks mom said awakening from her nap. We giggled and went to his room.

The End…

[chaostudesstuff]

James Franco x Reader

Sm!t

Teacher James Franco x Student Reader

I watch as he puffs the cigarette and places it on the ashtray. "I heard you've been missing a few classes lately." He says avoiding eye contact. I slowly blow a bubble looking out the glass window. Seeing him already looking at me, I stare back at him. I stare at him making the bubble pop. "Pass the gum over" He told me. I rolled my eyes standing up from the desk and walking up to him. Standing there, I towered over his desk. He put his hand out and looked up at me. Looking straight at him, I opened my mouth and dropped it into his hand. "Happy?" I glanced up at him. He stares down at me for awhile and then clears his throat adjusting his glasses. I smirked as I walked back to the desk. "Since you continue to disobey the rules we will resort to detention every day of the week after school" He told me not caring at all. I laughed at his "joke" not believing one word. "Are you serious?" I asked him obliviously. He stares at me sternly. "So what will I do to make up for all the work?" I asked him. Taking afternoon classes with me, you'll be here until evening." I backed away from him. "In all due respect, Mr..."

"Franco" He corrects me. "Yeah, whatever, there must be another way. I have a life too, you know?" I replied. Taking a moment to run his hand through his hair, he sighs. "You know what to do when life gives you lemons?" he asked me. Make fucking lemonade. As I watched him, I bit my lip and thought of something. Turning around, I pull my top down, exposing more of my breasts. After pulling out my mini mirror, I fix my hair and quickly turn around. His attention was still focused on grading and rummaging through papers. I said quietly to myself, "This lemonade better be worth it.". I walked slowly beside his desk making him look up at me confused. "How about we cut the bullshit? We both know this isn't going to work." He pushes his glasses up from his nose crossing his arms. "How about you let me go and I'll do anything for what you need me to do?" I asked him seductively. He scoffs and looks away. "I'm not doing this with you" He told me sternly. "Doing what?" He tried to act confused. "You know exactly what I'm talking about" He told me. "Enlighten me please" I replied to him smiling. He sighed and got up from his seat. Once he got up he towered over me and got real close. "Don't try to fuck your way into having what you want" He warned me taking a drag of the cigarette. I stepped closer grabbing the cigarette out of his hands and throwing it to the ground. I smash it with my shoes as he watches me. "I mean you said it yourself, "when life gives you lemons" correct?" I take my jacket off showing my bare arms. "It's hot in here isn't it?" I asked sitting my jack on the chair and ensuring he noticed me. As I turned around, he was already behind me and pins my hands on the desk.

He breathed heavily and his mouth got closer to mine. He finally smashes his lips onto mine causing one of my hands move behind his neck. He deepens the kiss pulling me in more into his intense kiss. We continue to make out until my hand travels down to his chest pulling his tucked shirt out of his pants. We made eye contact as I unbutton his shirt until he backs away. "This is wrong, this is so wrong" He says running his hands through his hair. I bunch up his collar bringing him closer to me until he was right in between my thighs. "Trust me, you won't regret it" I whispered in his ear. I smashed my lips onto his again and take one of my hands into his pants. He groaned as I palmed his throbbing dick. He kisses and sucks my neck leaving dark purple hickeys. As I stroked his dck faster, I heard him moan in my ear. He grabbed my throat making me look at him. "Are you ready" He asked me. I look up at him with a smirk and pull him into a long kiss. As both bodies intertwine with each other. The moaning and groaning noises filled the empty classroom. It was like everything was in slow motion.

The end