"Is Mr Moose strict?" I ask him trying to start a conversation. I want to apologise to him but it will make the situation awkward, so I keep my mouth shut. He looks around seeing whether there is someone. When he is assured that there is no one, he looks at me for a while.

Am I that interesting to look?

Is he imagining what to do with me now when he gets the chance?

An involuntary shiver run down my body at the thought of what happened today after lunch. "It depends on his mood," he answers. For a second I didn't understand but then I got it. He is answering for the question I asked before.

"Ohh," I let my mouth stay in the shape of O, looking at him. He steals a glance at my lips but averts before I can point it out to him. We reach the office in short time. 

"Sir," I call Mr Moose as I see Yibo not in the mood to talk. He looks at us with a wide smile which actually looks a bit disturbing. 

"The new guy and Yibo. You can go. Don't be late from next class," he dismisses us with a wave of his hand. I nod profusely muttering a thank you as we both walk out. That was simple.

I have already informed mom that I will be late, not that she will know anyways as she is in work. "Lets go to my place," he says and I didn't dare to say anything except for nodding my head. His lips curve up a bit whilst his eyes turned mischiveous. 

I know I am acting like a pretty little submissive though I am not one. I just want him to have his way today, atleast with me as a compensation I guess. He leads me to the room where I was finger fucked, where I was spread open just today.

Yibo observes my eyes for few seconds before he points out the chair with his chin. I obediently sit down keeping my backpack down on the floor. He does the same as he takes a seat on the sofa. 

"Do your assignments. I am gonna take a nap," he orders and lie down on the sofa for a rest. I am dumbfounded. This is why he was all mysterious, to make me look like a clown. I shred any thought before I walk towards him and straddle his hips like he did. He lifts up his hand which is covering his eyes to look at me with an arc of an eyebrow.

I bend down and kiss him on the lips softly. I taste his lips for a while, my hands having their own mind to explore his body. I trace his arm and interwine my fingers with his. His glance on me is soft just like my kiss. I nip at his lower lip before I suck it harshly before letting my tongue to balance the harsh suck. Yibo groans softly but doesn't move an inch as I take my time. 

I hesitantly ask permission to let my tongue in for the first time. He parts his lips and I take the chance to taste his mouth just like before, but this time I didn't rush and Yibo didn't compete. "Yibo, let your tongue out," I whisper to him softly without parting our lips. He complies immediately. 

I just lift myself a bit and when I look at his tongue out waiting for me patiently, I can't help but blush. I suck on his tongue for a bit before Yibo pushes me off. Startled for a bit I look at Yibo with a questioning gaze.

"Do your work or I will have your ass now," he warns. I want to get upset, but I sure don't want to get fucked at the moment. I roll my eyes but get up to sit on the chair. Taking my notebook and placing it on his small desk, I start doing the homework while Yibo breathes heavily. 

I just finished two of my subjects work when I felt Yibo standing behind me. His hand chokes my neck a bit, making me look up at him with my neck craned. He then lets it slide down below my shirt as he kneads my right nipple while he lowers his head for a kiss. Looking at him in this angle makes it awkward and the kiss is awkward too, but he didn't stop even when I struggle for breathe.

I grip the pen I had in my hand hard. Yibo bends a bit letting his hand slide down to the lower abdomen and kneads the skin just above my waist band. I clench the desk hard wanting more. Seperating from me, he suddenly jerks the chair away making me stand up. 

In the moment of confusion, I stand there dazed. He unbuckles my pants and helps me step out of it. He looks at my clothed dick and smirk as he can see a wet stain there on my underwear. Leaking out precum is embarassing. He removes my underwear and throws it away. 

With just two moves he made my cheek come in contact with the desk as I stand there bent giving him a full view of my back. He grinds his clothed lower part on my ass, fisting out my hair to hold, making me hard even more. I feel my eyes go blurry and I stare at the small desk lamp placed beside the desk without blinking.

If he fucks me, I won't even object. I know I am contradicting my ownself now... 

Just as this thought passed, Yibo smacks my ass before massaging it. My eyes widen in surprise and I am not yet sure if I like it or hate it. I let out a pained moan. "Hurts?" Yibo asks, but what surprises me is his voice. It seems Yibo is in a trance and his voice sounds scary. 

Before I manage to answer, he slaps my other side repeating the same process. "Mmmm....," I moan out in pain but didn't tell him to stop. He then lets his finger to trace my hole which is greedily trying to take in his finger. He then slaps my ass with a loud smack before muttering, "Aren't you a greedy little thing," he states as he slaps my other side. He spanks on each side equally without any paritiality at the strength he uses and continues with the strikes till he felt satisfied.

This is humiliating, but I didn't have the face to stop him as I can feel myself getting harder and harder. 

"Beautiful," he whispers as he grips my flesh. I moan out wanting something when he just stands there watching his art. He kneels down suddenly making me startled. I was just about to stand straight when I hear him. 

"Stay still," and so I did just that. He spreads my leg even more, and spreads my ass cheek. I squirm as I am not sure what he is doing, but when his something moist slides in my hole, I know now what he is doing. I move myself away from his tongue almost like a reflex, but his grip on my waist is not letting me do that easily.

His tongue darts in and out of my hole and without any shame I start moaning out load. His hand additionally started stroking my dick making me loose all my senses. When I moan and atlast cum, Yibo bites me on the ass marking me with his teeth. I loose all my energy and fall down on the floor, curving myself from the pleasure.

I can feel my hole opening and closing, craving for something. I still feel my stomach clenching and the shivers I had didn't stop at all. I lay there shaking in front of Yibo pathetically while he watches me with a pleased expression. 

I crawl towards his lap unbucking his pants to take out his dick. With last of my energy, I spent it sucking and stroking on his dick till he cums in my mouth. Swallowing down the fluid, I just lay on his lap with no energy to move. Yibo softy lifts me up and I am not sure what happened then as I fell into a deep sleep. 

Guys!! I need help. The more I am writing the chapters, the more I feel I am writing more of smut scenes. It actually has a good reason, but I am not sure you guys will like it if there are many.

I am sure the story will not lack a plot even though there are more smut scenes, but I am still worried...Help me with some advice...💌👀✨