Professor Ryan au where they finally get to fucking and it’s nasty and dirty and Ryan fucks Shane on top of his desk
UHhH it’s been a while since I’ve gone hard but dis bitch ain’t goin’ home (warning: dirty talk and name calling but it’s probably all terrible coz it’s been some time)
He can’t take it anymore. Ryan had officially snapped and become the worlds most unprofessional professor. It’s just- Shane’s such a fucking tease and Ryan needs to have him. He needs to put him in his place and make him understand who owns who. Ryan may not be that much older then his student, but he knows for a fact that he’s far more experienced. It’s the third time in two weeks that Ryan’s kept Shane back after class, and he decides that this is it. He’s going to do it.
Shane locks the door out of habit because he never knows what his professor is going to pull. It could be a lecture, it could genuine help on assignments or Shane really had pushed the other man to his limit. When Shane’s bent over the desk his figures the last guess is correct. “So fuckin tired of you walking around acting so smug,” Ryan growls as he runs a hand over Shane’s ass through his jeans. “And what do you suppose I do about it, sir?” Shane asks cheekily, wanting to encourage Ryan. He had been waiting so long for this moment.
“I think you should keep your mouth shut, you little brat. I know that might be hard for you considering you seem to mouth off a lot, but I’m sure I can fuck you into being speechless.” Ryan follows his speech by reaching over and unbuttoning Shane’s pants, tugging them down his thighs to expose his ass. “Do you remember our safe-word? And all the rules we discussed?” Ryan quizzes, and Shane nods enthusiastically. They had talked about this before, but never actually had sex.
“I’m glad you listened to something I said, sweetheart. That’ll be a first.” After shoving his fingers in Shane’s mouth to suck, Ryan’s fingers dance along his student’s inner thigh. He eventually makes his way to Shane’s hole and slides a finger inside of him. “Did you stretch yourself for me last night? Were you thinking of me when you took a shower? Did it get too much and you just couldn’t help yourself?” Ryan grins when Shane moans in reply, “thought so, slut.” He adds another finger and scissors Shane open.
When he’s satisfied with his work, Ryan removes his fingers and strips himself. He rubs the tip of his cock between Shane’s asscheeks teasingly before sliding on a condom. “Next time I’m gonna fill you with my cum, mm? Then you’ll have to walk around and sit in class all day knowing that I own you in every way.” Shane’s speechless, caught between moaning and whining as he sways his hips. Ryan slams a hand against his ass possessively, gripping the skin as he slides into Shane slowly.
Ryan’s fucking ruthless with his thrusts, picking up a fast pace that’s going to leave bruises on Shane’s hips. He growls and moans and the sound of skin against skin is so violent and filthy that Shane flushes. Ryan was right, Shane had never had someone so experienced before and he was slowly putting the younger man through literal heaven. He made a point to fuck into Shane’s prostate, abusing the sensitive area until Shane’s legs gave out and he came. Ryan’s impressed that he doesn’t even have to touch Shane’s cock for him to cum, but knows it’s because of his younger age and hormones.
“That’s right, sweetheart. Did so good for me, didn’t you?” Ryan moans as he finishes into the condom. They’re a pile of sweaty limbs when Ryan finally pulls out, leaving a kiss to Shane’s back. “I’ll always win this game of cat and mouse, honey.”
