𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝟐 [𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬]

Surprise 🔞

He dropped his bags, disbelieving his eyes. "You're lying..." He scoffed slowly walking towards me.

"Surprise? Oop hahaha, Sora!" He caught me in his arms and twirls me around in happiness. "You lying!"

Just as I predicted, he's never been more happy to see me. He sets me back down and pulls back to look at me. "You look so different now."

"In a bad way or in a good way?" I asked tilting my head. He scoffs and looks at my figure. "In a sexy way."

I giggled and held his face to pull him in for a kiss. He gives in and immediately and pressed his lips against mine.

I'm so happy that I get to finally touch him again. No more of any of that FaceChat mess.

"I missed you. I missed you so fućkin much. I missed the hell outta you. Why the fućk are you here?"

"Well your school did need another geometric professor, so I figured if I became yours here, that'd bring me closer to you."

"You quit being a teacher at Hamon?"

"Yes, I wanted to see you. Forming a bond with your professors makes college easier with benefits." (College Life Hack 💎)

I gave him the look. "But that doesn't mean to slack off because I'm here, understand?"

He sucks his teeth. "C'mon, teacher. You know I'll be good."

"You better." He gives me a tight hug. "Holy fūck, you're actually here."

"Oka- okay! That's enough," I assured as he smothered my face with kisses.

Sora starts getting too intimate and pushes me against the board, feeling up under my dress. "A-Ah...hold on Sora. Not here."

"But I'm hard..." he says breathing on my neck. "I know...you're grinding it on my leg."

He moves the strand of my hair back and gets close to my ear. "Come on, let's go somewhere..."

I bit my lip. "Okay, but where? You know your way around more than I do."

Without another word, he moves away from my ear and grabs my hand, guiding me to the classroom's closet.

Seconds forward...

Sora locks the door and quickly continued where we left off. He pushed his body against me until my back touch the wall, then we get caught up in a make-out session.

"Mm." We stop for a sec to catch our breaths. I smirk at him. "Tired of me yet?"

"Hell no. Never." We chuckled together, then proceed to kiss.

Stuff was already being knocked to the floor. I felt his fingers slip in my panties and rub my entranced, causing me to moan in his mouth. "A-Ah..."

My hands snuck up his shirt to feel his stomach. I missed everything about him. His scent, his lips, and...this. I miss my puzzle piece.

I rubbed his erection through his thin-layer jeans. He stops kissing to watch me, then gets more desperate to feel more that he starts unbuckling his jeans.

He's so needy for his teacher's touch. He whips his hard dīck out and use my hand to mastūrbate. "Ngh fùck..." he groaned under his breath.

I lower down and sit on my knees. My tongue teased the tip of his cøck as I looked him in the eye.