Skz Oneshot Book (college au)

control - minlix

Includes// manipulation, corruption, you guys might not like this turn of events but ima risk it anyways, handjob, praise, voice kink, hand kink, etc.

[TO CLARIFY: this book is in chronological order so every chapter happens after another, this is all the same storyline with the same characters and settings, and every chapter happens in order]

Felix sighs, watching as his professor avoids eye contact.

...

It's been three weeks since that night. Felix's feelings haven't changed, of course, but he feels like he's going crazy.

Minho haunts his mind in ways he didn't think was possible. His dreams, his nightmares (which he's still hot in), day dreams, and all of his thoughts. And I mean every. single. one.

Having to resist relieving himself every night just because of his own thoughts is tiring him out, and nothing seems to shake this feeling off.

He's scared to talk to him again, of course, but it's the one thing he wants most.

He craves his attention, his hands, his voice, his scent, everything possible from Minho that he can get, he needs it.

...

His eyes follow Minhos body as he walks back and forth across the lecture hall, his movements swift and smooth. Felix watches the man adjust his belt and he thinks he's going to die.

He feels the blood rush down and his body heat up, biting his lip at the way Minhos fingers look as he adjusts his glasses.

His mind rushes through all of the dirty memories he has of his professor and he finds it impossible to stay still.

His head is spinning and he thinks his face might be bright red. He trails his hand down his sweats and thinks. Thinks about all the times he's felt Minhos rings against his veins, how it feels when he moans around his cock, how good he tastes, and how tight he is whenever-

"You are all free to go now, have a good rest of your day and don't make bad choices." Minho ends the class and begins on his work, sitting down at his desk.

Felix regains most of his senses and begins to walk down the steps, to afraid to go up to Minho.

"Felix."

He stops right before the door.

"Come here honey," Minho says.

And Felix is turning around before he can even respond,

"Y-yea?" His face is bright pink.

"Sit." Minho says, and he complies.

He sits down, wide, glossy eyes staring at Minho.

"You need to learn control, Felix." Minho says, taking off his glasses,  "you really have no idea how to control yourself and it's going to ruin everything you've got going. We don't want that, do we?"

Felix shakes his head no, a look of desperation and need on his face.

"That's right Felix," Minho says as he comes behind Felix, bending over, "and you'll learn how to control yourself when it comes to me, understand?" He pulls down the waistband of Felix's boxers and pants, taking his hard, leaking cock into his hands,

Felix nods rapidly, his eyes wide at the familiar feeling of Minhos rings around his cock.

"Good. Now spit," Minho holds out his hand in front of Felix's mouth and he can do nothing but comply, spitting into his professors palm and watching as he rubs the wetness on his tip.