(i recommend you listen to new person, same old mistakes by tame impala whilst reading this chapter) - author
you tap your foot impatiently as you wait for
tengen to finish his departure from his other students. you look at the top of the stairway, seeing him laugh with one of your male peers.
"i have other classes to get to." you call up to tengen .
he peers down at you, not stopping his conversation. you roll your eyes at him, and start to explore his desk. there were a few pencils scattered around, and some rough sketches.
they were spread out, somewhat messily stacked on top of one and another.
you pick up the stack, and began to look at all of the sketches. the first one was just an elephant, shaded around the main body and the front left leg.
although it was still early in the process, it looked wonderful already. you push that paper to the back and continue looking. next, there's a completely finished still life of the entire classroom. the detail in each face was haunting. you aspired to get as good as tengen one day.
Taking the next the photo, you eye it hard. It was a rough sketch of a student behind their canvas, laughing. then in another corner, there was that same student with a straight face, clearly focused on their work.
your eyes grew slightly wider when your realized that that student was you. you become flustered, somewhat happy that tengen had found you to be a good drawing subject.
"do you like them?" a voice asked from in front of you. you quickly sit the papers back down, spreading them out as if they haven't been touched. tengen made his way around the desk, watching you as you back onto it.
"they're still works in progress." he shrugged. you nodded your head, repeatedly bumping into his desk. tengen stopped right in front of you, looking down into your eyes.
"why are you so scared, [y/n]?" he questioned. you weren't scared though. You were extremely nervous because of the short distance there was between the two of you.
tengen's hair shrouded around his face like a white curtain. he ran his hand through it, pushing it away from his face.
"i'm just nervous, that's all." you mumble.
"nervous for what?" he asks. you look down at your feet, trying to think of an answer that wouldn't give you away. "what did you want to talk to me about?" you avoid the previous question.
tengen takes notice of this, but doesn't push any further. "are you and gyutaro dating?" he asked. he didn't remove himself from his spot. he crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for your response.
"something like that." you reply.
"do you think he would care if i.." tengen lifts your head up with his right hand. you stare up at him, waiting for the next move. he leans in slightly, brushing his lips over yours. "kissed you?" tengen finshed.
you shook your head in anticipation. gyutaro was the last of your worries. you wanted to feel tengen's lips on your own.
you wrap your arms around tengen's neck, pulling him down into you. your lips connect, sending a fiery explosion through your abdomen. his hands travel down under your legs, lifting you from the ground.
he sets you atop of his desk. you spread you legs so that tengen could stand between them. his lips were soft and velvety, dragging you further and further into the kiss.
tengen slowly strips the kisses from your lips, moving to your neck. you didn't stop him, but instead moaned at the slight sucking he applied to your neck. as he moved down, he stopped right above your shirt.
neither of you exchange words. instead, you remove your shirt and your bra, dropping them to the side of the desk. he continues to kiss further down, taking both of your breast's in either hand.
he massages your left boob with one hand, and began licking the right nipple. he sucked slightly before running his tongue up and down it. he then switched breasts, doing the same to the left now. you bite your bottom lip while you watch him play around.
he kisses down further, moving to your stomach. "we can stop here, [y/n]." tengen breathed. you thought about what you were really doing. should you have been doing this with your teacher?
there wasn't anything illegal going on between the two of you. it was simply respect that was holding you back. society viewed these things as disgusting. but when you really thought about it, who cares?
you shake your head at tengen as you start to undo your pants. as you began to prepare for tengen you please you orally, a knock echoes from the loud wooden doors at the top of the classroom.
you sit straight up, hopping off of the desk. tengen groans in annoyance, helping you pick up your clothing. he seemed to be too carefree about being caught. be then again, he was tengen.
"come in." tengen called. your eyes widen as you realized you hadn't even put your bra on yet. the door start to open, making that loud creak as it did so.
you look around the room for a place to hide yourself. under tengen's desk, there was a large gap where his chair would sit. you dive under the desk, shrinking yourself down as much as possible. thank god for tengen being tall.
otherwise, you would have never made the fit. tengen gets in his chair, rolling himself under the desk. you sit quietly in the low lit space, trying to figure out who's entered the room. tengen's legs were spread apart on either side of your head. there it was, clear as day; a bulge that had formed in his pants.
a sly idea wanders aimlessly into your mind. you tug on tengen's pants, signaling him to unbutton them. he swats at your hand, moving around in his seat. you slowly snake your arm up his left leg, un-doing his pants yourself.
he moves in under his desk a little more for you to have better access. you pull his pants down to his ankles, careful to not get them caught on a desk drawer. slowly though firmly, you manage to pull down his pants and boxers together.
his erection came face to face with you. you eyes widened in surprise at the sudden view, but you quickly regained your composure.
you wiggle yourself closer to him, slowly stroking his shaft. you lift your head just above it, kitty-licking the tip. you make one long lick up his dick before putting your entire mouth around him.
you began to bob your head in a steady pattern. You try to listen to what tengen is saying as you try your best to please him. "you know giyuu, it would be nice if we merged our classes for a project." tengen said. his voice wavered a little towards the end of his sentence.
this gave a little bit of satisfaction knowing you were correctly playing your part.
"no we shouldn't." who you assumed to be giyuu replied.
you began to focus strictly towards the top of his dick, stroking the rest. tengen's legs tensed up at this new technique.
"i-uh-uh." tengen began to slightly stutter, slurring his words.
"i'm going to leave now." giyuu said. you pay no mind to the receding feet. your only goal right now was to make tengen cum down your throat. "wait, what did you come to talk about?" tengen called. "we'll speak another time." giyuu replied.
a loud 'thud' confirms that giyuu has left the room, leaving tengen and you all alone.
"f*ck [y/n], you're doing such a good job." tengen breathed. he moved back in his chair slightly; he wanted to make sure he could watch you. the view of you on your knees, looking so innocently up at him was driving him insane.
tengen started rolling his hips to the motion of your head bobbing. "[y/n].. i'm close." he whined. your eyebrows raised at his whimpered moans. this new-found dominance was starting to make you feel bolder.
you repeatedly deep throat his entire cock, feeling the twitching in your throat. tengen bites his lip, breathing heavily.
a warm, salty mixture gushes into your throat. you recoil at the burst, pulling your head up a little bit. "i'm sorry, i couldn't stop." tengen sighed.
you laugh, putting your shirt back on. "it's okay!" you reply. you wriggle from under his desk and make your way to the large wooden door. "see you tomorrow professor!"
