S@ti$fy!ng your professor under the desk

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TITLE: S@ti$fy!ng your professor under the desk

Y/n knocked on the door as she saw Professor Park Jimin working, busy with his work as usual.

"Come in" he said without looking at her.

"Professor" she called out politely and that's when he glanced at her excitedly.

"Oh you're here already", he smiled..

"Can I come in?" She asked still standing at the door.

He nodded "please". He kept his papers aside to give her, his full attention.

She went to him and sat in his lap without any hesitation since it was a day off for students. He began playing with her hair... listening to her attentively as she rant about random stuff...and placed a kiss here and there. There relationship was questionable but oh he loved her so much...and nobody knew about them..

She kissed his cheeks asking, "How's your day going?

He smiled and said, "Now that you're here, it even better." 

She shyly smiled and placed a kiss on his lips but before she could pull apart, he grabbed her n3ck and deepened the kiss..that surely melted her.

His lips were gentle...she gave him a little space to enter and their t**** brushed. His hand slid down, pulled her closer and with the other hand, held her head in place as he kissed passionately...

When he pulled back a moment later, the tip of his nose brushed against hers, he asked, "Okay?".

And all she could do was nod. Then he kissed me some more, soft and slow and deep, lips against hers.

The hand on the back of her head moved to cup her nape, his other hand gripping her hip. Both of her hands were on his shoulders before sliding them up in his hair.

"I love you," Jimin whispered as he pulled back slightly, she could still feel his lips move. He kissed each of her cheeks, taking his time, moving down to do the same along her jaw.

"I love kissing you, looking at you, touching you.. holding you" he let her knew between kisses.

"Stop.." she pushed him a little.

"What did I do now? what happened baby?" he asked worriedly as she replied something unexpectedly. 

"I'm mad at you" she rolled her eyes playfully.

He chuckled at her tantrums...but knew why she was doing that. He had promised her that he'll take on a date on her day off but he was occupied and she had to visit college instead.

"I'm so sorry..let me finish it and then maybe we-" he stopped in the middle as felt something poking there.. 

"What happened?" she asked innocently as if she wasn't the reason for it.

"Stay f****g still unless you're in the mood to take care of the dingdong you're giving me", he breathed. She just chuckled while giving her dear professor a little punishment.

"I gotta go", she said lifting her up knowing what she was doing and how it affected him..but she knew what it was to leave him wanting more.. 

"You can't", he said but then remembered they were still in the college and it would be a trouble if they went further. He pushed her away, breathing hard.

"We have to stop... Right now... Because I'm one kiss away from *****."

"That's the point, professor", she said shamelessly.

He pulled her down and pressed her even against the ding-dong which was about to burst...

"Playing with your professor is not a good choice girl" his hand grabbed her sides possessively..

"You gonna fix this now or I don't care if I get suspended for **** you on this goddamn table...get on your **** now", his warning sent chill down her spine. She didn't expected him to lose his calm so easily.

Before she could act on his command, they heard footsteps outside and she got no choice but to hide under his desk.

"Mr. Park", his colleague called out.. entering his room.

They were quick to notice that someone was approaching and there he was. Everything was okay except his b#ner.. "Y-yes?" he responded.

"I wanted to show you these" he said holding few documents or maybe Students files. God knew what those were but at this moment he wasn't readymade for those.

"If you don't mind, can we do it tomorrow?" Jimin asked, smiling. "Oh but Mr. Park it's really necessary. I'm so sorry I need-" he replied apologetically.

"Okay..okay..Please be quick" he interrupted, wanting to finish this asap. The other professor took his seat and began to explain while Y/n under the desk was sweating and experiencing heaven as his member stared at her..

She c**** under her breath and was mad at the other professor who was now sitting there for atleast 10 minutes..

"I think i should continue playing with him" she thought and decided to do something unexpected.

It was time to show her professor Jimin, who was the one actually in control..She begin drawing circles on his t**** going slightly upward with each motion.

Jimin on the other side froze at her action and was distracted. 

"Are you okay?", his colleague asked noticing his expression. 

"Yeah-yeah I'm good" he replied but looked down at her and gestured not to do it again.

His warning made her want to go even further... She bit her lip, trying to hide her smile. He was wearing that fitted black button-up she loved, the sleeves rolled up just enough, giving glimpse of his toned arms.

The teasing began, he couldn't focus. Every word that came out of his mouth didn't make any sense. Then, as if he could read her thoughts, he placed his hand on his ding-dong. But it wasn't enough to stop her... she hesitated at first but then begin working.

Her fingers moved and she felt him stiffen slightly. His voice continued to flow smoothly this time, but she knew better. He was as affected as she was...

The other Professor had no idea what was happening under the table and the thought sent a thrill through her. Also Jimin wasn't going to stop her now...she continued it but he was impatient..

She was at his m3rcy now, hidden beneath the desk, while he continued his conversation as if nothing was out of the ordinary. But the subtle strain in his voice was the evidence how good he was feeling.

Finally the his colleague ended and got up to leave. She was scared, thinking he might see them but no, he was in hurry and didn't looked back. But now the only thing she needed to be scared of was her favourite professor who grabbed her and did that...

He was finally at the edge and commanded.."I'm not done yet..."

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