Phan Oneshots

Flash

Summary: Dan has been pining for his teacher, Mr. Lester, since he first laid eyes on him. When he tries to take a cheeky photo of Mr. Lester's ass during class, the camera's flash goes off.
Word Count: 2750
Warnings: Dirty talk, spanking, teacher, butt sex, dom!phil, sub!dan, blowjobs, fingering, some degradation/name callingTo say Dan was pining for his teacher would be a massive understatement.

Prompt by phantabulous-phil on tumblr

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No, Dan was craving him. He was, in short, complete and utter trash for his five years elder teacher, Mr. Lester.

Mr. Lester (or Phil, as he allowed the students to call him) made it clear that he wasn't a professor on the first day despite teaching Dan's CPSY 230 class at his uni. (The class was technically called Human Relationship Development, but Dan was too lazy to spell that entire thing out).

"I'm not a professor because I don't have my doctorate, so I don't deserve that title," Mr. Lester had said, grinning at the class with his tongue poking out of the side of his teeth. "I'm a graduate student and teaching this class was a requirement for my studies, so please just call me either Mr. Lester or Phil."

That was the first day Dan had started yearning for someone he was undoubtedly not supposed to be yearning for. But he couldn't help it, really. Especially not when Mr. Lester wore a blue button up every friday that brought out the colour of his eyes or when he rolled up his sleeves, his hands messing through his fringe while he spoke. He was the most gorgeous man Dan had ever seen and he would love to get bent over on the desk whilst being fucked silly.

Obviously that would never happen, though. Mr. Lester was a prim and proper man, but Dan couldn't help but dream about the man's darker side.

Today, they were watching a movie to do with marriage and developing romantic relationships but Dan could barely pay attention to what was happening on the screen. His eyes always seemed to wander away from the movie and towards the tight jeans that Mr. Lester was wearing that day. He'd never seen him wear those jeans before (Trust Dan, he would know), and they seemed to be hugging his legs and arse in just the right way that made Dan's mouth water like he was eyeing a delicious piece of cake.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," Louise, his best friend, hissed from beside him. She had a teasing look on her face, one that was always there whenever she noticed Dan staring at Mr. Lester in a less-than-healthy way.

Dan glared at her. "Bitch," he grumbled.

But then he began to think about it, contemplating about the pros and cons. He made a list in his mind, the pros being that he got a picture of Mr. Lester's ass to freely look at and also some jack-off material. The cons being if he got caught. Which would never happen obviously, so what did he have to be afraid of.

He took out his phone. Louise gave him a wide-eyed stare. "You're actually doing it?" She whisper-yelled.

Dan shrugged. "Gotta masturbate to something, Louise."

Mr. Lester had been leaning against the wall during the entire video, his hip jutted out and his arms crossed over his chest. It made his butt look more pronounced, more like Beyonce's hips. He wondered why the hell he'd never taken a picture before as he aimed his camera in the least noticeable way possible, tapping on the screen so the picture wasn't blurry.

Louise was gaping at him as he pressed the button, successfully taking the picture, except-

The fucking flash went off.

If Dan could choose to die on demand, he would probably do so right then, shrinking into himself as the entire class turned to gape at him. Including Mr. Lester, who had a surprised expression on his face and a single eyebrow raised.