My Sexy Teacher (Septiplier)

part 3

I walk quietly to 5th hour, ignoring the stares I receive for being, well, 5 hours late. I don't really know what happened, I just remember walking into a big house with flashing lights and people passed out on the lawn, having one to many drinks and not falling into my warm, fluffy sheets until 5:27AM. Which gave me thirty minutes of sleep. And of course when I woke up, I was still drunk off my arse so I just fell back asleep. And now here we are.

I barge into room 12 unexpectedly, causing a gasp to erupt from almost everyone in the room, including Mr. Fischbach.

"I see you're late, Jack."

I begin sweating nervously, my face dusted with a light pink. "Uhh, yeah... Sorry?" I reply awkwardly, receiving another one of those heart stopping chuckles from the teacher.

"Since it's the first time I've seen you do this, I'll let you off with a warning."
He says, and I let out a sigh of relief. That is until he moves his finger in a manner that can only mean one thing, come here. I walk quickly and quietly up to the man, taking a small glance at the crowed watching us, still a bit stunned from the whole door scenario.

I approach him nervously, and he whispers lowly in my pretty pierced ear, "but I believe that cute little ass of yours is what's really making me not punish you."

My jaw dropped a bit and I blush brighter than before, but somehow manage to keep it cool and whisper back a seductive, "what if I brought this cute little as back after class? Would you punish me then?" My Irish accent is about as Irish as it gets at this point because holy shit that was risky and I'm kinda turned on.

"After class." The older male mutters, smirking slightly as he points to an empty seat in the front row.

I begin walking to the seat, instantly realizing how the entire class was staring, wide eyed by now. Nonetheless, I'm pretty fucking excited for after class.