My Teachers Darlin'

Chapter 6

This one is pretty long...whatever enjoy it. (Mainly smut)

"So guys, show me your homework" Mr. Styles says as he walkes around the tables. Louis, who forgot the homework, looks over to Zayn, who's already smirking. 'I really forgot this time' Louis mouths and gets red. 'Of course' Zayn mouths back rolling his eyes.

"And where is your homework Louis?" Mr. Styles asks and looks directly at him. "I...I forgot Mr. Styles, 'm sorry" he says, staring back at him. "Mr. Tomlinson...thats the third time in two weeks, i need to talk to you after class" he says, not bothering to hide his smirk.

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The lesson ends quickly and they haven't got any homework. Zayn walkes past Louis and whispers in his ear "you gettin' it hard bitch" and slaps his butt and runs out. Louis packs his things and mumbles a small 'thanks shitface', laughing at the comment.

"Sooo Lou. I-"

"I didn't forget my homework on purpose this time, I swear!" Louis cuts him of. "Wha- wait. Did you do it on purpose last time you little shit?" Harry laughs and locks the door. "Bad boy Lou...i like it"

Louis rolls his eyes "so why do you want to talk to me?" Harry sits down again and points to his lap. "Sit"

Louis makes his way to him and mumbles a small 'bossy' and sits down. "I need to punish you for not doing your homework...so how about i use your pretty mouth?"

"I'm not Burger King...you can't have it your way" Louis says and smiles.

"Louis...i can do whatever I want to you, and you know that." Harry smirks and pushes some hair behind his ear. "Fine" Louis slides from Harrys lap and sits under the table.

He fumbles with Harrys belt and is about to pull his dick out when-

"fuck...the bell" the class starts to fill and everyone takes a seat. Harrys face is red and he doesn't know what to do. Meanwhile Louis is sitting under the table, one hand on his mouth to stop his giggles and one on Harrys leg.

"Mr. Styles...are you ok? You seem a little bit sick". "Ehm yeah of course Jenny. S'little bit hot in here" Harry says with a nervous smile. He hears a low chuckle and kicks Louis slightly under the table. Louis stops and slides his hand up to Harrys dick and gives it a hard squeeze.

"So guys today we ohh fuck shit..." Harry gets quiet in the middle of his sentence and wipes some sweat from his forehead. Louis, who is sitting under the table, gets on his knees and gives Harry some firm tugs and takes the pink head in his mouth. It's not comfortable like this because he has to duck his head.

"We uh we're gonna do group projects...choose any topic you like fuck" Harry whispers the last word. "Mr. Styles, can we choose our own partners?" Sophia asks, already looking over to Eleanour. "Do what ever you like..." Harry answers. He feels so hot under his clothes and Louis is now bobbing his head up and down his shaft fast and strokes the part he can't fit in his mouth. Spit is running down his face with a little bit of precum.

"Mr. Styles can can we choose the topic 'weed'?" Justin asks. "Why? You got some?" Danielle leans over the table, making Justin look surprised. "You smoke weed? If you wan-"

"Bieber! You better not deal drugs in school or I'm gonna call your mum again" Harry warns him, he's talking extra loud so they won't hear the slurping sounds Louis is making under the desk.

Louis, who is still suckig the living shit out of Harry, groans out at the taste of Harrys precum on his tongue. Harry looks down on his lap and Louis is starring right back at him. He lets out a little moan.