Shades Of Styles

Mr. Styles

His eyes, definitely his eyes. His eyes are my favorite part of him. They are just a big gorgeous shade of green that sparkle really party especially when the light hits them. I also love his long curly brown hair. My favorite style is his man bun. He usually only does that when he has worked out right before class.
"Okay everyone, this exam tomorrow will test where you are in my class. Someone of you will fail and be forced to drop out and some will pass leaving you with me next year. Never the less, it has been a great year with you all and I hope you have a marvelous winter break. And why do I tell you this a day earlier? Because tomorrow as soon as you enter my doors you will be handed your exam, a pencil and a water and have a seat. I don't want to hear a word out of you from the time you enter to the time you leave my room. I take these very seriously. If there is any talking at all or noises I will have to assume you are cheating and I will take your test from you, rip it up and fail you" my History teacher explains to our entire class, I know I should be listening but those EYES!
"After the test and you see me in the hall feel free to come up to me and tell me anything but as long as it is AFTER you leave." he emphasises after. "Any questions?" he looks at some people and then at me, he raises his eyebrow and smirks.
"No? Good, great. The rest of the time is yours, use it wisely, no texting" he orders. He turns on his heels and walks to his desk. I turn to my friend (f/n) and smile.
"I can not believe its already the end of our first semester of junior year of college, it feels like just yesterday we were bright eyed 18 year old freshmen who were intimidated by this place" I sigh.
"Yeah, and you didn't know Mr. Styles excited, aka your future boyfriend" she nudges me.
"No, I know I like him but I'm sure he doesn't see me like that. I'm just another face in a see of thousands"
"Okay, there is only like 30 people in this class. I saw him smirk at you"
"I thought he was laughing at my pimple that grew while he was talking to us about the exam tomorrow"
"No, that was a 'I would like to bend you over the table' smirk. I've seen it in a lot of guys" she smiles.
"How do you know?" I question her.
"Because a lot of guys have given me that look and soon enough im being bent over a table" she laughs. I cover my ears and sing la la la.
"I don't want to hear it, its like if my parents told me it." I cringe. My phone beeps in my pocket, I look up at Mr. Styles who studying a paper and then at my phone. Its from my best friend (y/b/n), asking how everything is going.
Really well, I can't seem to take my eyes off of Mr. Styles, he is so damn hot. I send it to her quickly and when I look up I see Mr. Styles hovering over me.
"You know the rule, if your caught. I get to read it." he states. Oh no, fuck, fuck, fuck!!
"Umm, do I have to. I mean, that's kind of cliché. This is college, not high school" I tell him.
"Don't take that tone with me, its not like I'm reading it to the class. Hand me the phone or don't bother showing up tomorrow" he orders. I gulp once and hand it to him. He reads the test as I feel my face flush. He smirks lightly, hums a 'hmm' and hands it back to me and goes to his desk.
"I'd like to speak to you after class please" he informs me and I sink in my seating now wishing today was over.

The bell chims, meaning class is over and I can almost throw up at how nervous I am. Everyone leaves and I walk up to him. He moves quick to me pushing me up against the wall kissing me. WHat thE ActUAL fuck? He takes my arms and moves them above my head never breaking the kiss.
"You think I'm cute huh?" he questions me when he pulls away, only half an inch, our noses just barley touching. I stay quiet, to nervous to speak.
"Answer me now baby doll" he orders.
"Y-yeah" I squeak out. He smirks and kisses me again. I lean into it now, not being caught off guard, he slides his tounge into my mouth and I let him take as much control as he wants. I try to move my arms but he pushes them against the wall harder, letting me know I better leave them there. He pulls away, moving his hand to his belt.
"I've been watching you for some time now, you are really sexy" he slides his belt off. "Take your pants off" he orders and I do as he says as he walks to his door and locks it tight. When he gets back to me, he puts his hands on my hips and kisses me deeply and I love every second of it. Am I seriously about to have sex with my teacher?! I mean, this is something I've been wanting since last year but its so sudden, so rushed. Who gives a fuck though, its not like its my first time. Or second or third, I've had sex before and I know what I'm doing.
"You want to fuck me right?" he looks into my eyes. I nod and bit my lip.
"Answer with yes or no baby, I need to hear it"
"Yes, I do" I nod.
"Good" he sucks on my neck and then pulls my shirt off. "Say my name" he orders.
"Mr. Styles" I moan.
"My actual name" he corrects me.
"H-Harry" I hesitate. He continues to suck at my neck as I moan his name in pleasure. He slowly slides his hands around my back and unclasps my bra in one swift motion. I let my bra drop to the floor, his hands instantly cup my boobs, massaging them. He unties his tie and wraps it around my wrists tight and then takes off his shirt. He lays be down against his desk and spreads my legs apart. He starts kissing me from my neck and leaves little trails down to my underwear. He slowly pulls them down to my knees and then kisses my inner thigh making me quiver. My legs buckle a little as he continues to kiss me but he holds my legs up.
He pulls his underwear off and then goes to his desk drawer and I watch him as he rolls a condom on to his very large penis. He comes back over to me and slides it in without much thought and I gasp lightly as he is fully inside of me. He starts out really slow and then speeds up, panting and grunting as he goes. I move my hips to his rhythm moaning his name, right when I want to move my hands to his neck he grabs them and holds them back in place. He leaves one hand on mine holding them in place and the other massaging my boobs. He grunts louder and I moan harder.
"Harder" I moan.
"Louder" he orders.
"HARDER" I practically scream and he goes harder. I moan and can't stop myself from wrapping my legs around his waist. He pushes them off of him and they go back to their former spot. He unwraps my hands never stopping and they instantly wrap around his back brining my stop half off the desk, I scratch at his back as he goes faster. I let out a gasp as I feel myself close to the edge.
"I'm almost there" I say through my moans.
"Not yet" he slows down. He moves in strides as I still move my hips to his rhythm.
"Fuck" I gasp. I move my hips faster wanting to come.
"Stop, move with me" pulls out and turns me around. He spreads my legs apart and goes back to being fast, holding on to my butt as he moans.
"Let go" he orders and I feel myself come undone and I moan his name so loud I feel like someone might rush in here. He grunts really loud as I feel him spill into the condom. He collapses on my back and I wait to turn around. Soon her pulls himself off of me and slides the condom off of himself. I don't say anything as I lay there on his desk out of breath and happy about what just happened. He throws my clothes at me and I furrow my eyebrows together.
"That's it right? After this we'll go back to being teacher and student?" I ask angrily. Of course, I should have known, I'm just a girl he wanted to have sex with and now that he has he can throw me into his pile of trash.
"In the classroom yes but outside of it, be prepared for me to bend you over a few more desks or tables or whatever I feel like" he smirks pulling his shirt on.
"So this is a fling?" I question him.
"Maybe...I haven't decided it I want a girlfriend or a sex buddy. I'll decide in the car"
"So, you are basically saying that you have full control of me now and I get no say in any of it." I point out while pulling my clothes back on.
"No, you do. Would you like this to be a one time thing?" he asks.
"No, of course not"
"Then its settled, we'll have sex more"
"What if I want more then that?" I raise one of my eyebrows at him.
"Like what? You want me to grab you and kiss you. You want me to send you a dozen roses and cuddle you at night" no sign of sarcasm or mocking in his voice. My face flushes in embarrassment and I bite my lip, that's exactly what I want.
"That is what you want isn't it?" he asks coming closer to me. I nod slowly looking at the floor. "Look at me (y/n)" he orders and I do. "You want to be my girlfriend?" he asks again.
"Yes, okay, yes. I want to be asked out on a date, I want to be loved more then sex wise. I want a kiss on the cheek, I want to wake up fully clothes next to someone knowing that they are mine and I am his. I want a dozen roses in front of door to apologize. I want to stay in with someone on a Friday night and watch sappy movies with. I want that! If that's not something you want and all I am to you is someone to have sex with then count me out" I shout and grab my bag about to walk out the door when he spins me around.
"If that's what you want then that's what I will give you. I would like to make you happy" he smiles.
"Really?" I question him.
"Of course, you want a boyfriend, a provider. Someone to tell you everything will be okay. I get it, and there is nothing I want more on this planet then one to do that for" he says and kisses my lips. "Ill see you tomorrow for the exam, don't be late" he winks and I unlock the door and walk out very happy.