"I swear to god that one day you'll know your place," he sneers, taking his large hand and pressing the back of your head into the wall.
Normally, even the sound of his voice would cause you to start rolling your eyes, but now he only had your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he ruthlessly thrusts into your sloppy cunt. "Still have a filthy mouth on ya?" His hand grabs the crown of your head, fisting your hair and pulling you back to where he can meet your eyes.
Despite how your stomach may feel, you were still left with enough sanity to realize that you could never let Kuroo's ego grow too big. Your teeth clench for a short second before you gather to courage to spit back at him.
Kuroo winces as his head darts back for a quick second. "Why you little-," he sneers.
Academic rivals is what others would call the two of you- always battling it out for the top of the class. To you, he was an annoying, cocky, and sly bastard. And to him, you were a pretentious, prude, and judgmental bitch. It was the perfect combination that built this ever-growing tension between the two of you and in your last year of school, all hell broke loose.
Skillfully, Kuroo manages to slip off his tie. You don't even notice how it ends up around your neck but you're up for a rude awakening when his jerks his hold back. You choke on air, a desperate hand trying to loosen its hold but it's no use. "K-Kuroo."
"Ready to beg for forgiveness?" His smile is as devilish as Satan himself. Just as the pleasure and pain fills your head, one look at him is all there is to remind you that you could never live past the day you let Kuroo gain something over you.
In an act of rebellion, you squeeze your dripping cunt impossibly tight, causing Kuroo to wince and almost falter his grip around your neck. "Sh-shit," he huffs. "You got a death wish or something?"
"Just d-doing you a favor and keeping your e-ego in check," you manage, his thrusts clouding up your persistent mind.
He almost laughs at your determination. It was one thing to say the words you had in your mouth, but it was another to say it while your skirt was bunched at your hips, your top thrown on the floor, and arousal dripping down your thighs and onto the classroom floor.
Kuroo drops the tie, grabbing your body and pushing you till your back was flat against a desk. Who even remembers who sits here during the day?
He repositions his dick at your opening, giving your pussy a pretty and short slap before inserting himself in full. You groan as he fills you up, especially at this new angle where his hips bucked right into that spongey spot in the front of your abdomen. "You better think twice about what that dirty mouth will say when you're sprawled out naked in front of me."
You hate to admit it, but you craved his dick. You would take any chance to slap that smug smirk off his his handsome face but... My god, you wish he wasn't this good looking.
You giggle, biting your bottom lip to hold back a lewd moan. "Punish me then."
His brow cocks at your suggestion. "Freak." He mutters the word underneath his breath but you both know that he's equally into this just as much as you were. How could he not abuse your body when your attitude was practically begging him to set you straight. "Yeah? You wanna strut this pretty ass down the halls tomorrow acting all high and mighty after knowing how well I've filled this cunt?"
You nod your head feverishly, gripping the bottom of the desk and trying to pull yourself to meet his thrusts. It's so desperate, but such a turn on at the same time.
His cock has no doubt carved itself a spot in your pussy, unable to be replaced by anything else. If he couldn't beat you for the top spot, the least he could do is engrain the memory of you submissively begging for his cock. "G-give it to me, K-uroo."
"Shit, you're being such a good girl f' me." His smile curls more on the right side of his lips as he gazes down your body. There's a sharp pain as a fierce slap lands on your breast, only to be followed by another and another.
You throw your head back, only adding to Kuroo's amazement as he watches your breast bounce in time with his thrusts and abuse. He continues to assaults them despite the blossoming red and your flimsy hands that attempt to stop him. "Gonna take this punishment like the bitch you are, yeah?" It's far form a question.
He stops to hunch over your with his hand sliding down to rub your sensitive clit. You mouth drops open but there's nothing that comes out. But the bliss is obvious by the shiver the runs straight to your toes. Kuroo's lips brush the crest of your ears. Such an intimate moment is only betrayed by the way he bullies his cock into your tight cunt. "Turn off that pretty brain of yours for once. Be my dumb cumslut for the night, yeah?"
His voice is laced with velvet that it almost makes you agree. You open your mouth to protest but it's instantly filled with Kuroo's discarded tie. His scent floods your body, putting you completely in a state that can only smell, feel, taste, and think of Kuroo.
The final sight of defeat is when your head drops completely, hanging off the edge of the desk. Good, he thinks. This way he can just focus on your lustful body and not have to worry about your annoying face.
Kuroo spits on to your spread open cunt, mixing the translucent white all over your clit and into the folds. Your pussy spam as he runs over your sensitive nub, just like it's done so many times in the past.
By now, he knows your body inside and out. If there's anything you will remember after he's done with you, it's that no one would be able to satisfy you the way he can. "God, squeeze it out of me, babe. I know you're a hard worker. Earn my cum."
His tone is so condescending but you love it. With the little energy you have left, you wrap your legs around him, bringing him even closer to your awaiting hips. His balls slap lewdly against you, creating strings of slutty white arousal that connects the two of you.
Kuroo grunts when he feels your cunt tightening up. As much as he'd love to prolong this moment, Kuroo was still a young man. How could he not attack the spot that had you cumming in minutes when your pussy rewarded him with such a feeling?
His teeth grind against themselves as he ruthlessly pounds into your sensitive cunt. "You better not forget the way you're legs are spread f'me on this desk in class 'morrow."
And he describes everything to you in detail- how your classmates might look at your and ridicule you if they saw your desperate pussy open wide for the whole class to view and for only Kuroo to touch. Perhaps a few would even wish it was them. But from the way you were dripping on the floor, they'd be sure to think your pussy would suck anything that even came close to it.
And the thought of it sends you over the edge. Your pussy spasms around him in a mind boggling orgasm. Your ankles slips from their grip around his waist as your legs tremble from the blood rushing throughout your body. Kuroo laughs with satisfaction, thrusting through your cunt that squeezes him like a vice. "You like that? Like the idea of everyone knowing you're nothing but my cumdump?"
You're not able to say any words. But your body is enough to tell him your response. You were surprisingly easy to read, especially when he was able to get you like this- no barriers, no snarky words, no attitude. You were so easy like this. If only you were like this all the time.
Your pussy fluttering around him was just too irresistible. He's told you this before but you had talent to be a porn star. He can't stop thinking about it, your body, your wanton moans, and your fucked out face. It's all too easy to bring any man down to his knees and Kuroo was no exception.
He cums within a minute after you, painting your insides white. Hot ropes fill your stomach and all you can think about is the man that it belongs too. His hips stay connected with yours, trapping the warmth in your tummy until his cock is finished twitching inside your sensitive cunt.
After mere seconds of pulling out, the white seeps out of your gaping hole. What a sight.
And like every other time, the two of you would clean in silence. Both of you were unassuming that the other would have flashbacks as you sat in opposite sides of the classroom tomorrow. But somehow you both would continuously find yourselves back in the same routine.
