One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

Teacher //Niall//

(Well.. I've been requested to write a.......SMUT. Me? Write a smut? Damn, that's going to be a challenge for me. It has been a very long time since I've ever written a smut. I hope I still can. So...with the teacher series I will include some Smuts. Let's face it, if you have a sexy teacher....something is bound to go down. Yes? No? Maybe?)

Warning: I advise you not to read this if your are not mature. There will be some mature content. You've been warned.

Great, school was starting up again. You hated it. You didn't like anyone there. Everyone was basic and a follower. You, among a select few were the only ones with any originality. You let out a huff of breath as you walked into your first period class.

Health 101 with Mr. Horan

You had no idea who the teacher was. You've never heard of a Mr. Horan and this was your senior year.
"Morning." You heard someone with an accent say to you. You turn around expecting a student...but it was the teacher. Well I'll be damned.
"Oh, umm hi.." You said lamely, staring at the beautiful specimen in front of you. Mr. Horan chuckled, noticing you checking him out.
"Name?" He asks you, pushing the glasses up on his face. Mr. Horan bit his lips, waiting for your answer.
"I'm y/n." You told him. He nods and looks for your name on the list. He checks off your name.
"You can have a seat wherever you want." He flashes you a grin before turning to greet the other kids who started to walk in. You picked a seat closer to the front and sat down. When the bell finally rang, you sat up straight, watching as Mr. Horan walked to the front of the room.
"Welcome to Health 101. My name is Niall Horan, but please don't call me Mr. Horan. It makes me feel old. I would love it if you all just called me Niall." He looks over everyone. The girls started whispering amongst themselves, giggling and batting their eyelashes at Niall. Niall smiles, looking away from them.
"Any questions?" He asked causing a few hands to go up, majority of them being girls. "Yes?" He picks on one of the brunettes in the back.
"Are you single?" She asks bravely.
Niall leaned on the desk, crossing his arms.
"Yes, I'm single, but I don't see what that has to do with you." He tells her. The class began to laugh at the girl as she frowns slightly. Niall picks on another girl.
"Aren't you a little too young to be teaching us?" Niall shook his head.
"Trust me, I'm not young. I just have some good genes." He chuckles. You rest your head on your arms, watching Niall laugh and answer some more questions. He was just so perfect. The way his lips curled back when he laughed, the way his eyes sparkled. You noticed that every few minutes he would dart his tongue out and run it across his bottom lips. You knew exactly what he could do with that tongue. Wait, what?! You couldn't be thinking that about your teacher, but honestly you wouldn't mind if he pushed you up against his desk and took you right then and there.
"Y/n?" You were broken out from your thoughts. "The bell rang five minutes ago." Niall smirks watching you.
"Damn it." You cursed under your breath, quickly gathering your things. Niall watched you packing your things in amusement.
"So on my desk, huh?" He speaks up. You frooze turning around to look at him.
"What?" He walks over to you, placing his finger on your lips.
"You want me to take you on my table." He whispers against your lips. How did he now that? Oh god, did I say that out loud? You thought panicking. "You said it loud and clear." Niall grabs your hand and pulls you to his desk. "But before anything, I have to make sure you're ready for it." He smirks, lifting you onto the surface of his cherry wood desk. He licks his lips before peppering your neck with kisses. He rests his hand on your hips, nibbling on your flesh. You let out a small moan when he found your sweet spot. Niall assaulted the area with his tongue, sucking until the skin was raw and irritated. He moved from your neck down to your chest. Your breathing was starting to get uneven. Niall pulled your shirt over your head, throwing it to the floor.
"Beautiful." He unclasps your bra, throwing that to the floor as well. He kisses between the valley of your breast down to your navel. Niall pushes your legs apart, smirking as he knelt in front of you.
He pushes your skirt up, exposing your white lace underwear.
"Hmmm nice and wet for me already?" He taunts. You gasp when he kisses the top of your panties, directly over your heat. Niall hooked his fingers in the fabric, bringing the material down. Your dripping core was now fully on display to Niall. He closed his eyes, kisisng your inner thigh.
"This is mine right here. No one else will ever be allowed to taste, touch, or f*ck it. Understood?" You nod your head. You just wanted his head to be between your legs, working at you until you were screaming and withering for release. Sensing your arousal increasing Niall darted his tongue out tasting you.
"You even taste like heaven." Niall pushes your lips apart and began to attack the little swollen bud. You gripped Niall's hair, pushing his head down further. Niall licked and lapped up all your juices, swirling his tongue around your cl*t. Moans were escaping your mouth like no ones buisness. Niall pushed a finger into you, curling it to find your gspot. It didn't take him long to find it and when he did, you were a screaming mess.
"Niall! I'm so close!" You cry out. Niall pulled away, causing you to pout.
"Get on your hand and knees. That p*ssy is mine today."

(Umm...yeah... Lol I hope you like it. I hope it wasn't too bad.)