Imagines for thai gl actors

Until the morning comes (f.p.)

There is nothing to brag here. Nothing that would be worthy of mentioning to people that can not even get close to her.

Faye, known as Miss Peraya, is a university professor which tasks include to make sure that all of her second semester students excel in their exams.
Not only this, but she is also known as an expert at her profession. She is an art teacher with main focus on modern art.

Lately, she has been keen on a young student which takes lessons after her original lectures at her university studio.
The young women, Y/N, seemed to always get nervous when she entered the room. Was it because she is afraid that she will fail mrs. Peraya or is it because she was afraid she will fail her additional course? Y/N main centre was psychology and modern art was just a side class she decided to take because nowadays many young people express their feelings through art, so she wanted to understand them better.

"Ah, I am so sorry for being late miss Peraya. I've done my homework in the library and forgot the time.", Y/N excused herself and looked down in embaressment.
"You do know, that this is my free time I am willing to give up, just for you? And it is not the first time you are late.", Faye let out a sigh. Looking up at the clock, she continued to talk. "Well, seems like we need to hurry and not make this to long. But we will indeed finish the paining this session, got it?", Y/N noded fastly. After preparing her stuff and getting her hair in a bun, Y/N sat infront of her picture.

The whole thing is more like a drawing rather than a work of art, but now that there will be colours, we might actually get to see a beautiful painting.
Faye, sat behind Y/N, handed her some brushes and colours. "Have you thought about a colour scheme? What do you want it to express?".
Not sure what exactly she should answer, Y/N stared blankly at the colours. "Well.. uhm..", she heard Faye sigh from behind as she noticed that she now sat even closer behind her.
"You weren't this problematic when we started to practice, Y/N.", she took a pencil and began to give examples on what colour Y/N could use for different areas of the painting.

If only Y/N would listen carefully. Her attention was fully on her voice and the beautiful light pink lips which spoke so softly. Faye was right, she was being a bit problematic since the last sessions, because she could no longer lie to herself that she caught some kind of feelings for her teacher.
Just the thought of it turned her head into a tomato. Y/N had to look away. Whilst biting her lip and sending prayers to heaven in her head that Faye did not noticed the red head and shyness, she tried to calm down. "Is everything alright? You seem distracted?", Faye seemed concerned about the younger student. "If you do not feel well, we can stopp here and use another session for finishing your painting.", as she said that, Y/N seemed to panick and turned around in shock whilst laying her hands over one of Fayes. "No please, do not stop Mrs. Peraya. I.. I am now sure of the colours. Would you like to hear my pick?", Fayes lips parted a bit as she took a glance at both of their hands. Y/N fastly took them away. "Ah, excuse me. I did not.. did not mean to do this.", almost with a cry in her voice Y/N took her hands away and took the colour plate. Faye leaned further to Y/N. "Let me see, what you have in mind.", not noticing that Faye adored the sideprofil of Y/N, she told her what colours she picked.

"The colours symbolize love and being warm and happy. I want to convey a feeling of safety and acceptance whilst being in a warm, loving place.", as she turned her head to look out for the reaction of Faye, their faces were only a few centimeters apart which had both of them blushing.
Y/N fastly continued to speak and turned her head towards the easel. As spoken previously, she began to paint the canvas whilst Faye was watching closely.
Sometimes she helped Y/N to find the perfect colour match and guides her hand with her own on top.
Nearly at the end, Y/N lost all her self confindence. "This looks miserable. I am not worthy of your teachment and you knowledge.", Y/N covered her face with her hands. She failed miss Peraya, she failed her and on top of that she embaressed herself. "I am sorry for wasting your time.", Y/N stand up and wanted to grab her bag.

"Sit down.", Faye said calmly. "I..ehm.. what?", slightly confused Y/N looked at Faye. "I said, sit down.", Faye repeated herself with much more force in her voice which had Y/N shiver. "I do not accept someone to just surrender. Lets fix it now.", Faye looked firmly at the young woman. Y/N let her bag down and sat back down. Faye turned the chair to face her. "You listen to me now.", she brushed her hair to the side. "I do not know what you are going through these last sessions, but it interferes with your creativeness and your self esteem. Fix this, Y/N.", after the short speech she looked concernd but eager at Y/N. "You can also always talk to me if there is something. Besides teaching, I am the trusted teacher here.", Y/N swallowed and looked in her eyes. The brownish eyes which gazed back at her seemed to hold a grip onto Y/Ns. "I..", as Y/N began to speak, she stopped herself. She could not tell Faye what burdens her heart.

She could not bring herself to say that she might have fallen for her. Y/N looked down at her hands and let out a small sigh. Suddenly, she felt a grip onto her chin and found herself heads up, directly looking at Fayes eyes. Y/Ns cheeks began to burn. None of both intended to speak, but instead they leaned in closer not breaking the eye contact. "Maybe this will help regain self confidence for your work..", Faye closed the gap and softly kissed the younger one. Y/N melt under these soft lips and also gave in.

After what felt like an everlasting kiss, they parted and rang for air. The kiss began slowly but turned into a passionate one. "Finish it for me, Y/N", she whispered into her ear and looked from Y/N to the nearly finished painting.
"As you please, Miss Peraya.", Y/N, and it looked like someone just controlled her movements, finished the art piece beautifully as intended.

"Is this what you expected?", Faye stood up. Y/N smiled and noded. "It is indeed really beautiful and conveys what I wanted it to do.", Y/N also stood up.
Unsure what exactly to do she collected her belongings, started to pack her bag and wash the brushes. "Do you intend to go home already?", Y/N looked in the mirror which hangs above the small bathroom sink in the studio and saw Faye standing right behind her. Turning around, Faye came closer and Y/Ns back hit the bathroom sink. "I thought you could stay a bit and I could drive you home since it is already 10 p.m.", Fayes hands wandered up and down on Y/Ns left arm. Y/N followed these moves with her eyes.

"My eyes are here, Y/N.", she slowly followed Fayes body proportions up to her eyes. "Miss P-Peraya, I-I do not know what you mean.", the shiver in voice could be heard. "I think you know exactly what I mean, mh? My good girl.", Faye tilted Y/Ns head a bit and started to kiss it softly and also bit it. Hickeys were left at some spots.

A small moan escapeed Y/N. "You can say Faye, its better to moan than my last name.", she smirked and the younger one could only nod as she felt one of Fayes hands slowly opening the art apron.
"I always knew you would be a great artist, mh? Y/N? I knew you would become worthy of me", in between heated kisses Faye undressed Y/N. Both trembled to the big teacher desk and Y/N sat on top of it. "We have all the time we need, it will be a long night ahead of us, darling.", Faye smirked as she knew that the first person coming to campus, would be tomorrow morning at 7 a.m.

"Faye..", was the last thing one could here before muffled screams came out of the locked studio.

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