You sat in class, completely ignoring the teachers lecture. Your eyes drifted from the board to the clock.
"2:55" you thought. "5 more minuets." You sighed heavily and opened your book, that was on your desk. You flicked through it, until you found the page. It was a drawing of your crush, Jake Paul.

You looked up from your book and caught him looking at you. As expected, he immediately snapped his head back to the front of the class. You giggled and looked back to your drawing.
"Miss Y/L/N, what is so funny?" the teacher asked. You gasped, startled by the sudden call out.
"N-nothing sir." you stuttered. The teacher narrowed his eyes at your book.
"What's that?" he asked, walking over to you. You, out of instinct, slammed it shut. The teacher frowned down at you. You smiled awkwardly. Everyone was looking at you. You blushed. The teacher snatched the book out of your pleading hands and looked through it. He stopped at your drawing and laughed. The teacher took the book to Jake's desk and handed it to him. Your face dropped and your eyes widened. The teacher walked back to the front of the room. He stared at Jake, waiting for a reaction. Jake got an angry look on his face.
"He's pissed." you thought, as he stood up, nearly knocking over his table. He glared at the teacher, who was holding back laughs. Jake picked up the book and brought it over to your table. He gave it to you, politely, and whispered before leaving;
"He's a dick."
"I heard that Mister Paul. Detention." the teacher said, making Jake jump back in shock.
"And detention for you, Miss Y/L/N."
"What?!" you shouted. Jake looked down at you. You blushed.
"There's no time for needless doodling in this class." he continued, writing out your detention slips. Jake tipped over.
"Listen here, you inconsiderate asshole, this girl has drawn a masterpiece. You wouldn't know how it feels to have your lifelong crush draw a beautiful picture of you, because you've never loved anyone!" he screamed. You gasped. Jake looked around, noticing that he was still in a crowded classroom, and blushed hard. The teacher glared at Jake and you.
"That's a longer detention." he snickered, throwing away the other slips and grabbing two new ones. Jake breathed heavily through his nostrils and charged back to his desk.
-After School-
You waited for the rest of the students to leave the room and then you and Jake walked up to your teacher.
"For detention you can go clean the art room, since you love drawing so much Miss Y/L/N." he said, sarcastically. Jake groaned and you walked out of the class and towards the art room.
-Smut-
You opened the door and inside it was dark. Your hand travelled over the wall, but you only found empty paint jars. You sighed and entered the room anyway.
"We better get started." you say to Jake, who closed the door. All light escaped from the room. The blinds were shut, blocking out any natural light.
"Or, we could do this." he said, pulling you closer and locking your lips. You kissed back and wrapped your arms around Jakes neck. He placed his hands in on your hips and pulled you close, so that you could feel his boner. You moved your hand from his head down to his bulge and palmed it, making Jake moan. You slipped your hand inside of his jeans and boxers and slowly began to give him a handjob. He broke the kiss and threw his head back in pleasure, moaning as you pumped harder.
"Oh Y/N..." he groaned, breathing heavily. Suddenly, Jake pushed you to the desk in the room and kissed you roughy. You felt his hand slip down your jeans and push your thong to the side. You moaned as he pumped a finger hard inside of you.
"Jake..." you moaned, as he pulled down your jeans. You tugged at his shirt, signalling that you wanted it off. Jake pulled off his shirt and threw it across the room. He continued to kiss you and you felt him remove his hands from your breasts to his jeans. He pulled them down, not hesitating one bit and started to pull off your shirt. You helped him and wriggled out of it. Jake threw it to the side and kissed you again. You, for some strange reason, didn't wear a bra today so you were basically naked. Jake pulled off his boxers and started to grind against you. You moaned as Jake put his tip inside of you.
"Jake..." you moaned again, as he put himself fully inside. With every thrust, he went harder and faster. He kissed you with lust and thrust one final time, before releasing his liquids. You both panted heavily and put your clothes back on. You didn't even clean the art room...