One Shot: Irresistible

Pt. 1

It was a rainy afternoon. Armani came in her last class, holding her books in her arms and found an empty seat next to the windowpane. It was her favorite class, knowing that her boyfriend 'J' was teaching it. No one knew about their relationship and they definitely weren't telling anyone either. It was no fun hiding their relationship, but it prevented them from the consequences. 

She loved watching him teach at his best and got distracted every single time he laid eyes on her. It was obviously not a good idea to be put in the same class as him, but there was nothing else she could do about it. She would send him text messages in class whilst he graded papers. However, he would only let his phone vibrate in his pocket and ignore them till the end of class.

She saw him walk in, wearing what made her get turned on in an instant: ripped light blue jeans with a grey hoodie and black leather boots. She loved his casual wear just as much as she loved his chic wear. Hell, he looked good in everything.

Just by watching him sit down at his desk, pushing his hair back lightly with his soft and gentleman hands, made her wet more than ever. It's been only five seconds since he walked in and she already couldn't control herself.

It came to that time when class started and everyone's eyes were in their books. Being the rebel she was, she refused to revise her notes and doodled her boyfriend's name in her textbook instead. It was her final class of the day and her head was fried.

After a few seconds of being bored, she looked up to see what Jiyong was doing. She saw him going over each one of their exams, grading them one by one. She was impressed by how professional he was in concealing their secret relationship. Even though it was hard for her not to show any public display of affection, he made it look easy.

She lightly tapped her pencil on her hard covered textbook then cleared her throat before getting out of her seat with her worksheet. Armani strutted towards Jiyong's desk to ask him for help on the assignment.

Grabbing a seat next to him, Armani scooted a little closer to him and waited for him to finish grading one last paper.

Once he was done, he pushed his luscious hair back and took a look at her paper. "Is there something you need help with?" He asked, avoiding eye contact.

Armani placed a hand on top of his thigh and responded, "I don't understand number four. Can you help me?" She whispered.

She proceeded to run her foot up and down his leg. Jiyong sighed. Then explained the problem to her without letting himself get excited. Her game wasn't new to him. She did this on a daily basis just to get his attention.

Going through the problem step by step, Armani couldn't seem to get her eyes off his lips; those lips that tempted her to kiss them so badly.

Jiyong looked up at her and noticed how she wasn't listening to a word he has said. He smiled and chuckled, staring into her eyes as she did the same. He couldn't help it. Deep down, he hated when she did this to him.

"You're not listening to a word I'm saying, are you?" He asked.

Armani cleared her thoughts, then her throat. She realized that she shouldn't be flirting with her boyfriend in class no matter how much she wanted to.

"Uh... Yeah! Of course, I am. I just got lost for a second. I'm sorry." She acted. Armani slyly bit her lip and Jiyong smirked. He pointed at her, making the rest of the class think he was just teasing her.

Then he went back into a serious mode, "You were asked to give a thesis, but you wrote a theme. Elaborate more on your topic sentence."

He took her pencil out of her hand and made some corrections, "Try switching these two sentences, and you got your focus."

"Just like that?" She asked still unsure.

"It's easy, isn't it?" He smirked.

"Well, what if I wrote it like this?"

Armani took his pencil out of his hand and wrote: 'I want to kiss you so badly' on top of her worksheet for him to see.

"Chowa." (I like it.) He replied. Armani slightly smirked without making it visible to the other students.

She got up, smiling to oneself, and walked back to her seat, waiting for the bell to ring.

Twenty minutes later, the bell finally rang and all the students exited the room slower than it usually took.
Waiting for them leave, Armani pretended to finish off one last question just to have some alone time with Jiyong.

As soon as the room was empty, and the door was shut, she got out of her seat and went over to him to sit on his lap, "Ugh, finally some alone time. I couldn't resist you any longer." She smirked. What she was doing was a school boundary violation. Jiyongwas very aware of that but was too distracted. His fingertips leisurely ran up and down her leg as he kissed her in relief.

Biting and sucking on her lip hard enough to make his girlfriend moan, came to a point where Armani had no self-control of her hand and grabbed his crotch.

"No, babe. Not here. We'll get caught." Jiyong said, breaking the kiss. He removed her hand from his junk and linked their hands together instead.

"Come on, J~ I'm so wet right now, and I need you." She sucked on his earlobe as he bit his lip, loving the pleasure, "Can I suck it?" She whispered softly in his ear.

Jiyong beamed, "Not here. Someone could walk in here at any second." He murmured with his eyes closed. She straddled him and slowly grounded her hips against his. Jiyong was getting turned on, but he still couldn't shake off a student or colleague walking in on them.

"Armani, stop. What are you doing? We shouldn't be doing this here." He scolded. 

"J, relax. Okay? You're worrying about nothing. Lighten up a bit. I'm irresistible, remember?" She smirked. She brought his hand up to her lips, slowly sucking on his fingers one by one. He looked at her with lustful eyes and watched her deep throat his index finger in her mouth.

"You have beautiful hands, baby." She pulled him in by his neck and kissed him, entering her tongue without hesitation.

Not being able to hold down his erection any further, he massaged his already hard dick under her heat—attempting to make it soft, but only made it harder—before parting the kiss.

"Shit, baby, I can't wait anymore. Let's go." She got off his lap giggling and grabbed her things off her table.

Seeing him waiting for her at the door, she caught up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him one last kiss before she broke it and smiled.

"Come on." He smiled. He opened the door for her to leave first and closed it behind him. Knowing it was a Friday, he knew that he was going to do a lot more than school work on the weekends.