"On the desk is the best."
Type: smut
Idea given by: taeami4ever
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I look at my schedule and make sure I have to right class.

Subject professor class
Poetry Park Jimin 4

I grip my text books, I was an hour late to the course on my first day of college. What was I going to say? I walk in. My eyes widen in surprised. The class is all girls, but then again why guy would take poetry... A real sentimental guy maybe.. I turn and look at the professor. Shit I can see why. The professor looked only a couple years older than me. His hair red. His dress shirt tight to his fit body, his belt tight around that small waist if his. And a tie making the out fit look more professional. And he was HOT as fuck! I fix my skirt and walk in. I wasn't going to let it get to me.

"Now class... Love is.." He turns and looks at me as I walk in. Did he just choke up? Tf? "U-h a-and you are?" He asks awkwardly, he fixes his glasses his eyes scanning my body. I cross my legs and fix my hair on my shoulder. "Y/n, I apologize for being late.", "N-no.. Its quite fine Cup cake. You can go ahead and make yourself comfortable." He bites his plump lip. I ignore his stupid pet name. It didn't cut me off. I'm here to learn, not fall for the professor.

As I make my way over to my seat all the girls give me a dirty look. I wish I could flip all them off and say, "Suck a dick!" But then again.. They'd all probably quickly fall to their knees for this guy and suck the life out of his honker. I sit in the back of the class, since all the ones closets to the front are all taken. His eyes stay on me, and I wish I can throw a pencil at his face. "As I was saying class. Love is the feeling you get when you meet that one person." He looks around and every once in a while, his eyes would set on me. Gosh I wish he'd stop. "And you know that all their flaws and imperfections are beautiful to you.." He runs his fingers through his hair. "Dear Jesus.." I hear from the front row. "Shall I compare thee to a summer day?" He asks. And all the girls are confused. I roll my eyes. Do any of these girls know anything about poetry?

"Thou art more lovely and more temperate, Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
And summer's lease hath all too short a date, Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines." He leans against his desk. "And too often is his gold complexion dimm'd, And every fair from fair sometimes declines,
By chance or natures changing course untrimm'd, By thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest... Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade." I'm taken back by his words and the way he recited the lines so beautiful. He looks straight at me, and I swear my heart stopped. "When in eternal lines to time thou growest, So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee." He ends, throwing me a wink and he walks up to the from of the board. Acting as if he didn't just make me wet my panties. "Do any of you know what that is from?" He asks. Its quiet, for a long time. "William Shakespeare, Sonnet." He looks at me. "You seem to know your poetry Cup cake." He smiles. I bite on the back of my pen and all the girls turn and shoot glares at me. I get an idea. "Of course I do Professor Park.. I don't take classes just because of a certain hot person... It would make no sense what so ever." I smile when all the girls jaws drop and they snarl at me.

"And who is this 'hot person'.." He air quotes as if he doesn't know its him.. Bitch knows its him. "You speak of?" He asks smirking. I know he just wanted I hear me say that it was him. But I wasn't willing to seem like the other girls in the class. I'm not like that. "Why don't you ask one of those girls if front .. They'd answer in a heart beat." I tilt my head. "Because." He pops out his hip. "I'm asking you cup cake." He smiles. My eyes widen, but I quickly wipe it away and try to act unfazed by how he's talking to me. "Its you.. And?" I shrug. He bites his bottom lip. "But I'll assure you, I didn't take this class like these others girls did. I'm here to learn. And I've read that you're the best professor for poetry on this campus." I lift an eyebrow. "If you weren't.. I wouldn't have taken this class other wise." I smirk. He fixed his glasses. "Very well. Fair enough." He adjusted his tie.

And from then in class went on great. Besides all the dirty looks and whispering, I could care less about those dick munchers.

"For most of you, this is your last course of the day." He looks at me and I cross my legs. "Y/n... I need you to stay after.. You were an hour late." I let out a breath and nod. "Can I stay after too?" One of the girls asks. "No no. Me." I roll my eyes at the desperation of these girls. I just wanted to light a stink bomb and see how many of them would stay then just to stare at this guy. "No no. All you girls should be caught up. Y/n missed a whole hour." The bell rings and everyone leaves, except for me. I stay in my seat. He disappears for a bit, then he comes back. I wondered where he went.

"So.. Y/n... You think I'm pretty hot right?" He asks. I roll my eyes at his cockiness. "Don't flatter yourself now." He chuckles and tilts his head. "You're different than any of the other girls that have taken my class." He pulls up a chair and pats it. "Come.. Sit." He says. I shrug and make my way to the chair. He stands directly in front of me. "You'll have to make up the hour that you missed." He looks down at me legs. I'm not even going to lie right now, being this close to him, I'm getting a bit turned on. He's way hotter up close. I bite my lip. "Oh yeah?" I ask gripping the bottom of my skirt. "How shall I make it up?" I ask. He smiles. "I'd hoping you'd ask." He leans in, our lips attaching. The adrenaline rushing through my body. He grunts. "Since the moment you walked in, I've wanted to feel you." His hands gripping my thighs. A moan leaves me unexpectedly. He chuckles. "I knew it." He attacks my neck and I wrap my arms around him neck.

This was so wrong. So wrong. But then again. It wasn't like this was high school. I'm an adult. I feel like my vision is blurring from all the sensations he's making me feel, his hands roaming my body. I'm surprised when he picks me up and takes me to his desk. He sets me down, slipping his hand between my legs. He smiles widely. "You're a hypocrite." He says. He slowly slips off my moist panties. "Huh?" I ask. He smirks. "Now you will be taking this class.. Because of me." Tossing my panties behind him, he was right... In a way. I grip his tie. "Just shut up and kiss me." And without hesitation he does.

His tongue slithered into my mouth, exploring my cavern. I feel his hand touch me. I grip his shoulders, until finally he enters his fingers. His kisses trailing to my neck. I toss my head back as pleasure takes over me. His fingers were working wonders. I bite my lip, trying not to make a sound. Until he hits the right spot and I can't help but moan. He smiles.

"You moan so cute cup cake." He takes out his fingers and unbuckles his pants. I look at him disappointed with his decision. He chuckles. "Y/n.. You act like I wasn't going to finish." He drops his pants, displaying the tent that was formed in his boxers. He enters his fingers again, this time as a fast rate. I whimper quietly. "I want to hear you moan y/n.." He leans into my ear. "I want to hear you.." He says. His fingers hit the right spot and I hold onto his neck, leaning my head against his. His other hand pulls on my hips causing me to lay back, but I bring him with me. His hand speeds up, as the position is easier for him to do so. I moan, giving him what he wants. And I continue to moan as he keeps his fast pace. Not long after I climax, and I'm completely surprised when he cleans me up.... With his tongue. He groans. "You taste so sweet y/n... Cup cake is for sure your pet name now." He stands up straight. I yank on his tie, bringing him close to me. I start to unbutton his shirt, wanting to see that amazing body of his. He let's me. My mouth instantly waters when I see his tones abs. "You're so yummy!" I tell as I touch his bumps of heaven. He chuckles. My fingers curling on the waistline of his boxers. "On the floor or?..." I ask, eager to have him. He smiles widely. His arms wrapping around my waist. "On the desk is best." He says. I yank on his boxers, freeing that monster. It was huge.

He looks down at it, them back up at me. "You like?" He asks. I bite my lip and nod. He grabs my hips bringing me closer to it. He slowly enters. I grip his back, scared that my nails would hurt him. He kisses my neck, tenderly.

Then I start to think about all the girls that would be lining up at the door to be in my position, literally. "Professor... Ah.." I moan. "Jimin.. Call me Jimin.." I toss my head back. "Jimin.." His name rolling off my tongue easily. "Yes.." He groans as he moves his hips into me. "Say my name y/n... Say it." He hisses. I lay back on his desk. "Jimin.." I say out of breath. He pulls on the bottom of my shirt, lifting it up to view my chest. As he continues to thrust into me he buries his face into my breast. My stomach tightening to his action. He groans against my skin. I run my fingers through his hair. His lips pressing kisses against my skin. He stands up right and grips my hips tightly pulling me to him. His strokes becoming deeper hitting spots that made my legs weaker. The look on his face was extremely attractive, now I know what all these girls were crazy about. My walls tighten around him, giving him the advantage to go faster quickly making me hit my climax.

He slips out and cums on my stomach. He flops onto me. Cradling me in his muscular arms. I feel a bit sticky, due to his liquid on my stomach. "Awe.. Shit... I'm sorry I didn't want to cum inside you.. So I just figured.." He rubs the back of his neck.

I shake my head and get off the desk, almost loosing my balance. My female fluids dripping down my legs, his semen running down my stomach and onto my skirt. "Here.." He hands me a tissue. "Sorry again.. You just make me feel some type of way." He bites his lip. I didn't notice he had his boxers and pants on. I shake my head as I clean myself up. I find my underwear and put them with my stuff, they're much too wet to wear. I fix my shirt feeling the breeze. He buttons up his shirt and fixes his tie. "So.. I'll see you after class tomorrow?" He asks. I bite my lip.

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