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Addictive - minchan (professors desk au pt.2)

Includes// size kink, very big age gap, also very big height difference, hair pulling, semi-public sex, and a little bit of actual feelings, etc.

Part two because you guys asked for it and who am I to say no to my loveliessss 🫶💗

And no this au is not connected to the other one with felix and Hyunjin just to make sure!

Chan watches as Minho smiles at his classmate, watches as Minhos hand touches their shoulder, and watches them walk away with disgust in his eyes.

The lesson was upcoming the first exam season of the year and everyone had questions, some stayed in their seats asleep, some preferred to email Mr.Lee, and most decided to ask - creating a line at his desk. Chan was about 8th in that line.

However when the line came up to Jisung, the best student, by grades, in class - Minho took his time. He talked to him in the sweet voice he would only talk to girls in, he smiled, he laughed, he cared. And that was enough to make Chan upset. But not jealous of course, he was never jealous.

He walks out of the line, leaving Minho stunned being he was the person next in line and had been waiting for 20 minutes. He shrugged it off and continued helping.

...

The next class was the one before the exam and Chan knew he eventually had to ask his questions so he called him over, which Minho doesn't do.

"Minho-ssi, can you come here I have a question?" Chan says

The whole class abruptly stops, because he is a teacher, and older than all of them.

"You know I don't get out of my desk for questions Chan if you have one that's important, you'll walk down here and ask." Minho says, keeping his eyes on the paper he's grading.

Students look back at Chan and laugh at the second hand embarrassment and failing of his attempt to annoy the professor.

"It's just one question cmon." Chan says, leaning back in his chair.

Minho sighs and stands up from his desk, wiping and fixing his glasses on his face while walking up to Chans seat.

"What is it Chan-ssi?" Minho says, bending over to reach the same height as Chan.

"Why'd you talk to him like that?" Chan says in a low voice, fiddling with the cap of his pen.

"Aww honey," Minho coos as he places a hand on Chans back, "are you jealous?"

"N-no," Chan says, looking away, "I just didn't think you'd be fucking more than one of your students."

"Mhm," Minho says, trailing his hand down to reach the growing tent in Chans pants, "and why's that baby? You felt special when I let you fuck me?"

"N-no I-" Chan says before Minho cuts him off,

"Don't make me get out of my desk for something so unimportant again." Minho walks away.

Yes, it was risky. But Chan sits in the top row, where no one else decides to sit besides Soobin, who sits at the opposite end of the row with his head down because of how hungover he always seems to be.

After class, Minho calls Chan to his desk.

"Y-yea?" Chan stutters.

Minho slides him a piece of paper with a combination of letters and numbers to make what looks like an address.

Minho stands up and grabs his things before walking out,

"You're going to be at my house at 8 pm tonight, got it?"

Chan nods quickly, putting the peice of paper in his pocket.

...

It's pouring rain outside when Chan shows up at Minhos door, hair drenched and shivering.

"Gosh," Minho ushers him in quickly, "poor baby,"

Minho dries him off and makes him change.

"So what did you wanna t-talk about," Chan says once he's fully dressed and dry.

"Nothing, just wanted to know why you were so jealous today," Minho says, walking up to him, "and why the fuck do you look so good with wet hair." He kisses the college student.

Chan melts into the kiss, pushing Minho back against the kitchen island, wrapping his hands around his thighs and lifting him to sit on the marble countertop.

"Fuck Minho, you're so-" Chan says as he covers the professors neck with kisses, "so fucking addictive."

Chan unzips his pants and begins to move against Minhos inner thigh, letting out moans and huffs as he leaves kisses on Minhos collarbone.

"Fuck I'm glad you brought me over here," Chan says, "because I was jealous Minho, so fucking jealous."

"What's with you lately, huh?" Minho pushes Chans hair back, "been so needy lately."

"Because Minho, I'm obsessed with you." Chan says as he lets out a small moan, "y-you're just s-so fucking hot. The way your neck looks in those collared shirts you wear, those fucking glasses- ah- and your fucking lips- god, Minho."

Minho bites his lip as he takes Chans cock into his hands, "keep going Chan."

"I-I'm always looking at your socials," Chan says with a whimper, "a-and, ah fuck, and thinking about how good you felt. You know I- ngh- I've worn a cock ring to your class before sir, I- I wanted you so fucking bad that day. You wore those leather pants with the red stitched belt, and god that fucking black silk shirt."

Minhos breath gets heavy, his eyes never leaving Chans body.

"I-I need you Minho please," Chan begins to fuck into Minhos hands, "fuck I- a-ah, I-I'm gonna-"

"Go ahead Channie, cum for me." Minho says with a whiny voice, desperate from his students words.

Chan lets his head fall on Minhos shoulder when he lets go, wincing at the sensitive feeling of Minhos thumb against his tip.

"Never would have thought you would be jealous." Minho smiles at him.

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