As the moonlight casts shadows on his face, he reaches out, tentatively tracing his fingers over your shoulder. He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. Y/N...
You were asleep because you were so tired you didn't utter a word
Leaning down, he presses his lips to your neck. He feels you stir slightly, and he freezes. But you don't wake. He takes a deep breath, inhaling your scent, before continuing his trail of kisses down to your collarbone.
You moved a little and softly moan
At the sound of your soft moan, his heart races. He presses another kiss to your collarbone, his breath hot against your skin. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. Shh... just sleep.
He nuzzles your neck, his hands exploring your body. He can feel your heart beating against his touch. He pauses, his fingers playing with the hem of your shirt. He looks at you, your face peaceful in sleep. With a deep breath, he slowly lifts your shirt, revealing your bare skin.
You felt something and slowly opened your eyes
Y/n: "the thing you're doing is inappropriate professor kim ?"
He freezes, his hand still on your shirt. He looks at you, his eyes dark with a mixture of surprise and desire. He quickly pulls your shirt back down, trying to compose himself.
Prof kim: Ah, you're awake. I was just... checking your temperature. Yes, that's it.
You moved your face to left side hiding your eyes taking a long breath and relif, you look at him again and said
Y/n: hey can you continue checking my temperature??
He blinks, momentarily thrown off by your sudden request. Then a smirk tugs at his lips.
Prof kim: Oh, you want me to check your temperature again, do you? His hand slides under your shirt, his cool fingers splaying across your stomach. Let's see how hot you are.....
You didn't expect it will be this dangerous you started to breathe heavily as he touched you
He notices your heavy breathing and his gaze drops to your lips, his own breath hitching.
Prof kim: Damn it, miss Y/N. You're making it hard for me to focus.
His thumb brushes over your heart, feeling its rapid pace. You're so fucking scared right now, aren't you?
Y/n: obviously because it's my first time *in low tone*
His eyes darken at your words, his jaw clenching.
Prof kim: First time for what, miss Y/N?
His hand slowly moves upwards, his touch gentle yet firm. Tell me. I want to hear you say it. His thumb grazes the bottom of your bra, waiting for your response.
Y/n: it's my first time having.... whatever you are doing or going to do it's my first time
His gaze locks onto yours, his eyes burning with intensity.
Prof kim: Whatever I am doing or going to do...
He leans in, his breath ghosting over your lips.
Prof kim: Your first time with a professor, your first time with your future husband, your first time with someone who demands perfection, your first time with someone who will consume you entirely.
Y/n: hm yea.... you're too much stop saying this type of things
His voice drops to a whisper, his lips brushing against yours as he speaks. Good.
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INNOCENT EYES
RomantizmMy professor hate my innocent eyes ⏩🔞🔞🔞🔞⏩ ||Mature content|| "Don't look at me with those eyes" "What eyes"?? Lusting over professor are you serious?? "You're going to be my husband what's wrong with this" 🔞🎀❤️