you regretted taking professor song eunseok’s management accounting class, wondering why you’d even chosen it. what was supposed to be easy became a nightmare, with his strict demeanor making every class suffocating. you’d sit at the back, trying to avoid his attention, but the more you hid, the more he seemed to single you out.
you were now sat in the packed tutorial, weighed down by a sense of dread as he began, the ticking of the clock only heightening your anxiety. his sharp gaze swept the room, and despite your attempts to focus on your notes, you couldn’t shake the fear of being called on. your palms started to sweat, and just when you thought you might be able to slip by unnoticed, he paused and turned towards you. “what do you think about financial performance measurement?” he asked, his gaze unrelenting.
the whole class turned to look at you, waiting for an answer you weren’t prepared to give. “i think, u-um-” you stuttered, in fear of how he may react to your lack of confidence. he furrowed his eyebrows at your hesitation, clearly displeased.“speak clearly…” he paused, looking at the attendance sheet to find your name. “y/n, we don’t have time for stuttering. i expect you to understand the content by now,” he said in a condescending tone as he stepped closer to your desk, towering over you. the rest of the class held their breath, sensing the tension. “perhaps you need a refresher, hm? let me ask you again, slowly this time so you can comprehend what i’m trying to ask you.” the way he spoke to you made you feel as if you were unintelligent, incapable and unworthy of being in his class.
“so, what’s used to evaluate a company's financial stability?" he crossed his arms, awaiting your response. “not very sure, sir,” you replied, knowing he’d be disappointed. he scoffed, shaking his head. “not sure? you’re falling behind. keep up.” he glared at you sternly before turning to address the class again. as he ordered them to discuss, his eyes quickly flicked back to you, his expression cold. “see me after class,” he demanded and you nodded, looking down. a hint of a smirk played on his lips, noticing the change in your demeanour.
after 20 more minutes of group discussion, the bell rang and eunseok promptly dismissed the class, everyone rushing to leave the room as you approached his desk. “so,” he said, his voice low and commanding as his hand went on yours. “we’re gonna need to do something about your lack of preparation.” you got all embarrassed, cheeks bright red at the slightest touch from him. “aw,” he says, a hint of amusement in his voice, “being alone with me gets you all worked up, hm?” he leans in closer, his face inches from yours. “well, come sit on the desk.”
you obeyed him in an instant as he stepped between your legs, looking down at the wet patch that formed in your panties. “such a slut, aren’t you? all wet because of me?” you nodded again as he smirked, reaching down and pulling your thighs apart roughly. he slapped your clothed cunt, making your body jolt. “stop fucking slacking!” you moaned in response, loving how both the slap and his words had you. he yanked your panties down impatiently, tracing a finger along your slit. “mm, such a pretty cunt for such a pretty whore,” he purred. “almost like you’ve been waiting for this.”
he didn’t even bother waiting for your response before slapping your now bare cunt, making you flinch from the sudden contact. “sir!” you whimpered as he laughed, the sound echoing through the classroom, “sound so cute when you call me sir.” he brought his hand down hard against your wet folds again, slapping it as you squirmed under his touch. he grinned as he watched your reactions, enjoying the sight of you looking up at him. “you’re gonna answer the question from earlier now. i’ll reward you later,” eunseok said, his eyes focused intently on you.
“yes sir,” you replied, ready to do whatever he asked of you. he smacked your pussy again, earning another flinch from you. “good girl. now tell me, what do you use to analyse a company’s financial performance?” he waited for your answer, his fingers tracing circles around your clit teasingly. “revenue?” you replied, unsure if you were correct. eunseok went harder on your cunt this time as he cooed, “that’s right, revenue. keep going.” you tried to think, trying to keep the notes you’d written earlier that day in mind. “net income, earnings, return on investment and return on equity?”
eunseok nodded approvingly, laughing to himself as he took his hand away from your cunt. “yes, that’s correct. not as dumb as i thought, are you?” you whined in frustration at the fact he didn’t give you what you wanted. you’d been good, hadn’t you? he crossed his arms, a cruel smile forming at the corners of his mouth. “you really thought i was gonna give you a reward? come see me in my office tomorrow. i’ll make sure you learn the content properly, then you’ll get what you want.” his tone was so firm, so mean and it had you in his grip. he stepped back, leaving you sat on the desk, on the verge of tears from how frustrated and desperate you were.
i just know that morning make out sessions with anton would be the best <3 waking up to see him lying next to you, scrolling on his phone after he’d had a shower. “good morning darling,” he’d say in a sleepy voice before kissing you, something he did every morning. he smelled so good and that triggered something in you, kissing him back and grabbing him by his shirt to pull him closer to you. you’d feel the warmth of his freshly showered skin as he leans into the kiss, his hand gently finding its way to your waist. the way he says your name in between kisses gives you butterflies as if it was the first time all over again. the soft sunlight peeks through the curtains, casting a glow over the room, making everything feel just a little more perfect; like something you’d seen in a film.
you were both so needy for each other in the moment, as if time had slowed down and all that mattered was the way his lips felt against yours. his hands wandered, exploring your body which was so familiar to him, tracing slow circles on your back. his breath was warm, heartbeat steady as your bodies press closer. you felt everything around you fade away, the only sound the soft rustling of sheets and the quiet, shared breaths between each kiss. his lips moved down to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses as he whispered your name again, making your heart beat faster. he came back up to your lips as you tugged at his t-shirt again, your fingers running through his damp hair, him pulling you closer now.
it all felt so lovely; neither of you were in a rush, savouring the intimacy, the comfort of being completely wrapped up in each other. it was the perfect start to the day — slow, intimate and filled with love. you didn’t need to worry about anything else in this moment, only each other <3
when people are like “oh so you’re just gonna judge someone for their political beliefs?” yes actually. I think someone’s values and opinions is a pretty reasonable thing to judge them for.
i just know that morning make out sessions with anton would be the best <3 waking up to see him lying next to you, scrolling on his phone after he’d had a shower. “good morning darling,” he’d say in a sleepy voice before kissing you, something he did every morning. he smelled so good and that triggered something in you, kissing him back and grabbing him by his shirt to pull him closer to you. you’d feel the warmth of his freshly showered skin as he leans into the kiss, his hand gently finding its way to your waist. the way he says your name in between kisses gives you butterflies as if it was the first time all over again. the soft sunlight peeks through the curtains, casting a glow over the room, making everything feel just a little more perfect; like something you’d seen in a film.
you were both so needy for each other in the moment, as if time had slowed down and all that mattered was the way his lips felt against yours. his hands wandered, exploring your body which was so familiar to him, tracing slow circles on your back. his breath was warm, heartbeat steady as your bodies press closer. you felt everything around you fade away, the only sound the soft rustling of sheets and the quiet, shared breaths between each kiss. his lips moved down to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses as he whispered your name again, making your heart beat faster. he came back up to your lips as you tugged at his t-shirt again, your fingers running through his damp hair, him pulling you closer now.
it all felt so lovely; neither of you were in a rush, savouring the intimacy, the comfort of being completely wrapped up in each other. it was the perfect start to the day — slow, intimate and filled with love. you didn’t need to worry about anything else in this moment, only each other <3
wonbin waking you up in the middle of the night because he's horny and he wants to fuck it out :( stuffs his fingers in your wet cunt, so languid but so mean with every curl of his fingers..... pulls out to slap your pussy when you start getting fussy because he's teasing you too much :( praises you with the softest "good girl.... such a sweet girl for daddy..." when he makes you cum on his hand for the third time in one hour..... wraps his fingers around the column of your throat when he's fucking so deep inside you and spits on your pussy with every other thrust of his hips.... chokes out a "such a pretty fucking pussy. s'pretty and wet for me." when you clench on his cock because the slide feels so good..... he's satisfied even if he only gets to cum once because watching his pretty baby make a mess of herself (and the bed) is all he cares about <3
when you catch me standing outside your house in all black at 3am you’ll be the one to blame!
he’s just so desperate to have his cock stuffed inside of you that he needs to wake you up, wakes you up with the purpose of pleasing you though. fingers inside of you, not giving you what you want right away just to tease you a little…. the pussy slapping makes any bit of sleepiness you had left leave your body instantly…. hand around your neck as he fucks you, spitting on your pussy… that’s so fucking … he’d so into it, so invested in fucking you silly, hair messy and stuck to his head, body sweaty… abs flexing … i’m gonna cry.
hi <3 just passing by to say I'm having a shitty ass summer I fucking hate working I need to take a break and classes restart in 3 weeks and I'm not ready to go back
hi <3 just passing by to say I'm having a shitty ass summer I fucking hate working I need to take a break and classes restart in 3 weeks and I'm not ready to go back
controversial opinion but unfortunately you are your actions and what you say. if you are mean to people, it doesn’t matter if you sometimes have secret kind thoughts. fortunately you are your actions and what you say. if you are kind in your actions and your words, it doesn’t matter if you sometimes have mean thoughts. the power is in working against inner negative thoughts and being a better person despite it. you have the ability to cultivate the person you want to be.
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