When We Collide — Chapter 26: Private Does Not Mean Careless
This one is NASTY.
Because Draco apologizes. Yep you read it rigth
This chapter has:
✨ Apology + exclusivity
🚪 Corridor rules / classroom consequences
😮💨 One very badly timed Weasley interruption
🖤 Draco realizing he is already in deeper than he meant to be
Which is to say:
they made rules.
The rules immediately got horny and emotionally compromising.
As God intended.
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If you read, please leave me a comment because I am aiming for 5 to make na ealry drop and would love to spiral about this one with you 🖤
behind the scenes of the classroom hangar scene in Top Gun: Maverick. they showed the long silhouette shot of them standing to attention in the movie but not close ups. kinda love that Jake/Hangman is always sitting in front of the class...he’s truly the overachiever type A personality...
* He cant stop thinking about the night you two shared. No matter where he is, even in the middle of his lecture… *
WC: 541
A/N: I got bored, took one of my book scenes and rewrote it a bit, took out the names of my OC, hope ya like it
He was trying his best. Ever since the night you two shared, it's been hard to keep you out of his mind. No matter where he was or what he was doing, images of you together plagued him. You were taking over his thoughts and he would find himself spiraling if he didn't get it together
He walked into his professor’s class that day determined to focus. He sat down and began pulling out the coursework when his eyes raked over the pen you let him borrow. Images of that same pen stuffed behind your ear as he lifted your skirt up, slipping himself inside of you. Please you begged him. Your cries ringing through his ears as he fucked you deeper.
Focus, he needed to focus. He shook the thought from his head slightly before continuing to get set up. The professor walked in and got right to work. Throughout the class, his mind drifted back to you. Each time he looked down at his notes, pictures of you splayed out against the table, the notes underneath you as he stroked you hard and fast, crinkling the papers under your back. You were insatiable. Deeper. You cried. I need you deeper please. You moans rang through his ear as the blood rushed down to his groin. How deep do you want me? He had asked you. I want all of you you cry out so he obeyed, always willing to give you everything you asked for. Here in the middle of the classroom, your moans rang through the walls. He could feel himself hardening in his seat and had to take a few deep breaths to calm down.
The class continued to drag on. But he hadn’t heard anything, just the melodic notes of your cries serenading his ears. Baby you’re so deep, it's feels so good. You were thrashing under him, your body shaking with pleasure as he pushed you over the edge. His eyes rolling in the back of his head as he fucked you relentlessly. Your juices create a thick white ring around the base of his dick as he pushes into your belly. His breath quickened, chest falling and rising rapidly as he tried to pull himself from the trance you had him in. He needed this credit but you were overpowering all his senses. I’m going to cum, please baby. I’m going to — You screamed his name repeatedly into the air as your body released a wave of liquids, splashing against his pelvis and chest. His released followed after, coating your insides, filling you so much that it spilled out around him. A heavy groan built in his chest but he forced it back down. He couldn’t do that here.
As the view of you slowly faded from his mind, the distant voice of the professor called out. Eyes were on him as he realized that his name was being called. He apologized quickly, his cheeks burning as he responded to the question. Class resumed as normal as he dropped his head slightly. He had to focus.
But as he sat up to start up his notes, the sound of your whimpers filled his head again and he knew this was going to be a long ass class
my eyes are closed and
the buzz of voices from two rooms over is
relentless. I dream of silence,
and solitude these days can only be found
in the darkest of my dreams.
if my eyes were not closed I could still
see the mouths that never stop moving,
every day a new group of cicadas
in my home, 9 AM
and I can never really breathe, never
find this peace I have been
looking for all this time.
these voices’ faded echoes, their traces,
remain ringing in my ears long after
I’ve opened my eyes.
why I must open my eyes for the world
to see me, I’ll never know.
Btw, remember when Mad Eye Moody was doing the cruciatus curse on that spider thing? Yeah, well, that’s a real spider. A real fucking scary ass spider. And this entire time I thought it was some scary ass bug that was strictly in the wizarding world. Now I gotta worry about those motherfuckers.
ప్రేమమ్ సినిమా ఎఫెక్ట్ : కాలేజ్ కు తాగి వచ్చారు..!
@purijagannadh @nivinpauly @rgvzoomin #koradanews #korada #ramgopalvarma #premam #tirupur #drunk #classroom ప్రేమమ్ సినిమా ఎఫెక్ట్ : కాలేజ్ కు తాగి వచ్చారు..!
సినిమా ప్రభావం సొసైటీ మీద ఉండదు. అలా ఉంటే, గాంథీ సినిమా చూసినోళ్లంతా గాంథీలు అయిపోవాలిగా అంటూ పూరీ జగన్నాథ్, రామ్ గోపాల్ వర్మ లాంటి వాళ్లు ఎంత కవర్ చేయాలని చూసినా, వాళ్ల వాదన తప్పని ఎప్పటికప్పుడు నిరూపితమవుతూనే ఉంటుంది. మంచి త్వరగా తీసుకోని జనాలు, చెడును మాత్రం చాలా ఫాస్ట్ గా వంటబట్టించుకుంటారు. ఎంతలా అంటే, సినిమాలు హీరో చేసింది తాము చేస్తే హీరోలైపోతామని. టీనేజ్ లో ఉన్న యువతలో వీటి ప్రభావం…
