You had just finished a long day at university, and you were so relieved to be going home to see your parents. You packed your bag, and were just about to leave, when the substitute teacher who you had for art stopped you at the door. "Oh, (Y/N), just the person i wanted to see," he smirked, and you couldn't help but notice how god-damn sexy he was, "Come in, take a seat." Mr Harries told you. You hesitantly walked back into the classroom and sat down opposite the teacher's chair. He sat down and looked at you for a second before getting out a piece of A3 canvas, which you immediately recognized as the painting you did a few minutes ago. "So, what did you want to see me about, Mr Harries?" You asked. He smirked again, making your heart flutter, and said, "Please, call me Jack. Well, i think your drawing has a lot of potential, and i know i'm just a subsitute but i was actually an art student in university, so i understand quite a bit. So, i was wondering if you could hang up your painting above the highest shelf, just up there." You were confused: why the hell couldn't he do it himself, he's taller?
You nodded anyway, and started climbing up the ladder to the top shelf. You rose onto your tippy-toes and started putting the drawing up, when you heard a quiet groan. You spun round only to see Jack looking at your bum with dark, lust-filled eyes. And that's when it all clicked. He wanted to check you out, so that's why he asked you to hang the painting up. You decided to use this chance, as you were really turned on by now. Jack still hadn't noticed that you had caught him, and was rubbing his crotch through his jeans, mesmerised by your body.
"Ahem." You cleared your throat, and he looked up, startled, and then started blushing like crazy. You got down from the ladder and stepped right up to him, so that your lips were nearly touching. He started to say something, but he was interrupted by lips crashing onto his. More specifically, your lips. He was confused at first, but then started to kiss back. Soon, his tongue licked your lower lip, begging for entrance, and you parted your lips slightly, just enough for his tongue to explore all around your mouth. He kissed you down your jawline, down your neck, leaving hickeys - marking you his. You moaned, and he smiled, kissing your collar bones. Soon his hands travelled down to your shirt, and he ripped it open, as you did with his. He rubbed your nipples making you moan in pleasure.
TO BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT UPDATE ;)
