5sos Imagines

Bryarville Academy M.C (Part 1)

Description: Students at a preppy boarding school and Bad Boy Michael in a uniform.
"Seriously Y/N, when was the last time you got fucking laid?" your best friend Briana said in an exasperated tone. Instead of answering, you merely rolled your eyes at her ridiculous question. Briana was all on your ass because you were in the absolute worst mood. You were laying on your bed with your arms crossed on your chest while listening the Briana rummaging around her drawers in your shared dorm. Spring Break was starting for everyone today at Bryarville, except for you of course. It's not your fault your life sucked and you had a stale attitude at the same time that Briana was packing her things to spend her vacation in fucking Berlin.
Normally, every summer, you'd go have the best time in your summer beach house in Alcapulco with your parents - except this year. Spring Break (for you at least) usually entailed getting shitfaced with the locals and being groped behind bars- but your dreams were shattered the day before. You were being punished by your parents for failing Calculus, so your parents told the school that you would be staying on school grounds for break. You were literally going to be by yourself for 2 weeks without permission to leave campus grounds; being forced to only have the school staff as company. "Briana, kindly shut the fuck up and leave so you can suck off hot German guys while I'm trapped in fucking Bryarville Academy campus. I'd rather be in hell"
Briana chuckled, and closed her suitcase. "You're not the only one."
You sat up, "What do you mean? Is someone else condemned to torture as well?" She picked up her carry on bag and began to walk to the door, rolling her suitcase behind her. Before walking out, she looked back and smirked,
"I heard some guy from Year 12 is also staying. His parents are vacationing without him in Australia or something.I think his name is Michael?" without another word she closed the door.
You giggled to yourself, at least you wouldn't be the only one on campus. You took advantage of the silence of the dormitory building by taking a nap as your classmates filtered out to be picked up at the front gate.
You woke up with a startled shriek a couple hours later, when you heard banging at your door.
"WHO IS IT?!?!" you screamed, stomping over to the door and flinging it open. It was your headmistress .shit.
"Good Afternoon, Y/N." she glared at you. You really hated that bitch, she had been the one to tell your parents about flunking Calculus. "I just came to make sure that you didn't escape, which you obviously haven't. I'm departing to my family home tonight, but I just wanted to warn you to behave yourself. There will be staff I have assigned to keep an eye on you and they will be delighted to report any form of disorderly conduct to me. I also wanted to inform you that you will not be the only student staying. Once again, I warn you to behave yourself"
"Yes, Headmistress. I'll promise I'll behave" you said with a feigned toothy smile. She pursed her lips before turning around to leave, probably to go back to the depths of hell she had emerged from.
Once she was out you realized you were still in your uniform, even though technically you didn't have to be, but you didn't care. It's not like there was really anyone around to impress. You decided to make your way to the library, and find some books to read. The librarian wasn't there but you're sure that hanging around the library unsupervised wasn't breaking any of the Headmistress' rules.
Bryarville library was home to thousands of book and was honestly you're favorite place on campus. You ran your fingers along the bookshelves in search of a novel to read to pass the time. On the bottom shelf, your eyes caught a romance novel everyone had been raving about. Bending yourself forward to retrieve it, you felt a presence behind you.
"So you're the girl that has been punished to stay, aren't you." A snarky deep voice said behind you. You turned around and came face to face with a silver dyed hair hottie towering over you. Your voice caught in your throat
"H-Hel-Hey. Yeah I'm staying on campus." you composed yourself "I assume you are too?" You began to fidget with the book in your hands as an attempt to avoid eye contact with his stormy green eyes. You could tell he had a smirk on his face and his eyes were burning into yours. To break the silence you quipped "Why are you staying here anyway?"
He shrugged his broad shoulders "My parents thought they'd have a better time without me." You could tell he wanted to switch the subject. "You wanna get out of here, libraries are pretty lame."
"I actually kind of like it here, so, no thanks." His facial expression made it obvious he wasn't used to rejection. He eyed to book in your hand before taking you by surprise and slipping it out of your grip. He raised the book over your head.
"If you get out of here with me, you can have your book back."
"Seriously, dude, gimme my book. What the hell?" He raised it higher out of your reach as you jumped up to reach it. In the process of jumping to get it, you felt your breasts graze his blazer clad chest. His eyes made contact with yours and he whispered under his breath,
"Don't stop, I like it." You felt like a deer in the headlights but before you could react he had you pinned against the shelf with is lips against yours. You gasped into his mouth but he took this as an opportunity to snake his tongue to come in contact with yours. His lips were supple and needy while his hands roamed your body, clutching your waist and squeezing your hips. As your kiss began to get more heated, you felt his hand push up your skirt to grab your round ass. Feeling that he had taken too much of the control, you bucked your hips against his groin. His moan triggered a flood of warmth to meet in your navel and you felt your underwear dampening between your legs. You rubbed your center wantonly along his already hardening erection, and watched as his eyebrows knit together and his eyes clench shut in pleasure. Seeing him lost in near ecstasy made you want to please him more and more.
You took this opportunity to slip out from against the shelf and flip him over so now you were the one in control. Making sure he was pressed firmly against book shelf you bend down and began to undo his belt.
"Jesus Christ" he said under his breath as he watched you with unflinching focus.
You pulled his uniform slacks to his knees and admired his erection pressing against his boxers, begging to be touched.
You palmed him through his pants to get a reaction and to your satisfaction, you were met with a high pitched whine that escaped his pink lips. Wasting no more time, you pulled his boxers down and immediately began to pump his hard length. His jaw clenched and his eyelids fluttered closed.
Precum was leaking from his tip and you tentatively began to kitten lick his cock, assuring that you were making eye contact.
"Fuck. Y/N just like that." he groaned. It crossed your mind that someone may walk in and hear his moaning, but at this point you honestly didn't care and you knew he probably cared even less.
You slowly began to take more of his length into your mouth and you felt him involuntarily thrust into your mouth. His breathing was uneven as his thrusts pushed his cock to the back of your throat. You weren't going to let him off that easy.
You quickly stood up and began sucking on his neck.
"Let's finish this somewhere else, shall we." He simply nodded his head unable to answer. You smiled and turned your head to the right and your Headmistress' office came into view. "Follow me"
Gently holding his cock and kissing his lips, you lead him into the office, opened the door, and pulled him in.
You yelped when he grabbed you from behind and bent you over onto the desk in the middle of the office.
"You've had your fun, now it's my turn." he grunted into your ear from behind. Before you could respond he hike your skirt up, pushed down your skirt, and snake his arm in front of you to rub vigorously at your swollen clit.
"Yes. Oh my god. Yes Michael fuck." You laid your head down on the desk and pushed your ass against his cock. "I need you inside of me now." You looked behind you with a pleading look that you knew would throw him over the edge.
"Fuck Y/N. Where have you been all my life?" He spread your legs farther apart with his feet and positioned himself to enter your throbbing entrance from behind. Michael took a breath before pushing his cock between your fold.
"Ah Fuc-Ah" You could barely form a coherent sentence. He was so thick and the slow pace of his thrust were driving you crazy.
You felt his heavy breathing on your neck and ear while he leaned you over the desk, thrusting at a faster speed. You couldn't imagine it could get any better until he reached over and began rubbing your clit between his finger. He used his other hand to stifle your moans that had nearly become shrieks, his hips slapping faster and faster against you.
"C'mon Y/N. I know you can cum." He rasped. And with that, you clenched around his thick length grabbing at whatever you could find on the desk (Ironically, it was your Headmistress' name plate). Your spasming pussy brought him over the edge and you felt his fluids leaking down your thighs. The only sound for a solid two minutes was your heavy breathing intermingled with his. You whimpered when he pulled out his softened member from inside of you. When you turned around to face him, he was grinning at you.
"Can we do that again?"