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Earning A Better Grade - 2Kim

Jang_Yujin here's the 2kim you requested. Don't forget to vote have a terrific day.

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Minju drops her bag by the door. She turns slowly to Chaewon, who's sitting behind the desk and regarding her over her glasses.

"Did you check the door?"

Minju swallows. "Yes." And double-checked, actually, it's definitely locked.

"Okay." Chaewon smiles at her, reserved, but with something a little predatory about it. Heat twists in Minju's stomach.

"What should I..."

Chaewon waves a hand. "You can decide. Where would you like to be, Minju? The couch is fine, or the chair. Or maybe you'd prefer it on the floor?"

She raises an eyebrow at that, quirking it at Minju like they're sharing a private joke. Minju can't help the nervous laugh she lets out. Chaewon doesn't say anything more, and Minju realizes she 's actually being allowed to choose where she does this. She glances around Chaewon's office again "It's late, and the curtains are drawn tightly closed, but the overhead lights are bright. Minju kind of wishes they could turn them off and do this by lamplight instead, but-"

"I want to see you" Chaewon said. "You're going to make yourself come, and I'm going to watch."

The couch does look fine, soft and giving. Chaewon's free chair looks comfortable enough too. Minju looks up to see that Chaewon's regarding her carefully. Her desk is solid wood, and it looks thick and strong, high enough that if Minju were to sit on it, Chaewon's face would be about level with her chest. Her cheeks go pink at just the thought, and she bites her lip, watching a smirk curl onto Chaewon's mouth as she realizes what Minju's thinking. She picks up the stack of papers in front of her and tucks them into a draw, leaving a sizeable free space on the desk.

"Take off your clothes and come sit over here, Minju."

"I -" Minju pauses, taken aback by the suddenness of it. "All of them?"

Chaewon nods, and she 's still smirking. "Yes, all of them. Why? Were you hoping to hide something from me?" she finally stands up, coming around from behind the desk to stand in front of Minju. Minju always forgets how tall her professor is (let's just pretend that Chaewon is much taller than Minju), how different it is being near to her, rather than sitting in the lecture hall watching Chaewon talk.

"No - no," Minju says.

"Good," Chaewon says. She brings one hand up to stroke at Minju's hair. A finger curls around Minju's ear, right where she 's sensitive. "Because you're not going to hold anything back if you want this grade, Minju. Do you want it?"

Minju nods. Chaewon's fingers are stroking at her nape, now, teasing.

"I want you to say it, Minju."

"I - I really want it, Ma'am."

"Mm." Chaewon hooks a finger into one of Minju's belt loops. "You'd do anything for it, wouldn't you Minju? Even come here and fuck yourself on my desk for it. Want to so bad, don't you?"

"Yes, Ma'am ." Minju swallows again. Chaewon's dragging her closer, but making no motion to kiss her. Minju doesn't even know if that's on the cards. "I really want to."

Chaewon smiles again, softer, and she leans in to murmur against Minju's ear. "I think you should probably start undressing, then."

She releases Minju's belt loops and stands back a little, but not quite enough to not be in Minju's space. Minju starts with her shirt, first, tugging it over her head and dropping it on the floor next to them. Chaewon's eyes rake over her torso, and Minju can't hide the flush of pleasure she gets at the way Chaewon's looking at her, intent with want. She looks down at the ground rather than meet Chaewon's eyes. She toes off her shoes, glad she decided to forgo socks, except maybe then it would've given her a little longer stalling time before taking her pants off. As it is she fumbles with the zipper, shaking slightly, before she finally manages to pull them open and tug them down.