Secrets ➣ Cricky ➣ Teacher X Student

Take me

*S M U T*

A/N- it's my first time EVER writing smut so I'm so worried /-\! I hope it's alright!

Waiting for the day to end was painful, but as the final bell rang, I sprinted out to where Chris instructed us to meet, just behind his class. Of course, being the tease he was, he took his time to make his way out the double doors and to my side.

"Oh, hello there, Ricky!" He smirked, slinging his bag over his shoulder and wrapping an arm around my shoulders, leading me over to the back exit.

"So, what are we doing again?"

"Going to my place, dipshit," he laughed, taking me back to his car which was parked in the back, "that's only if you're okay with it, by the way..."

"Of course I am!" I whined, opening the door and sliding myself in, pouting at the taller male who slid in beside me in the drivers seat.

"You're fucking adorable, baby," he sighed, lifting my hand and bringing it to his lips. A blush consumed my face in seconds, I could've just lost it there. He was a hopeless romantic and I was already happy to accept his acts of kindness.

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We finally got to his place. Not going to lie, it was fucking impressive. It was very posh looking from the outside, the outlines of silky black curtains sitting in each window.

He got out of his side, and before I could remove myself too, he walked over to my side and opened the door for me, taking my hand and pulling me out and a slight smile on his perfect features.

"I presume we're not actually doing any studying, right?" He said bluntly, pulling me to his door and opening it up, dragging me inside and towards his living room. Everything was immaculate. Small Halloween themed ornaments placed upon shiny black shelves and fancy decorative wallpaper across the walls. Everything was illuminated by the soft orange glow of the lamp above.

"I was hoping not," I mumbled, sitting myself down on the couch and pulling my legs up since I was too small to actually touch the ground...

"So..." he smirked, sitting beside me, wrapping one arm around me and the other placed across my legs, a sly look in his eyes. I shivered and looked over at him, leaning into his touch, "this is the part when I kiss you," he laughed, leaning forward and capturing my lips in an enticing kiss. I immediately kissed back, our mouths colliding softly together in a harmonious style. I felt his tongue lick my bottom lip timidly asking for entrance, which I immediately obliged. I couldn't help but hold back a whine, which seemed to excite Chris even more.

He pulled away abruptly to pull me up, dragging me down the hall to a fancy looking room. The walls were covered in purple damask paper which was illuminated by candles that decorated each desk, cupboard and shelves. Before I could compliment the way his house was, he dragged me over to the bed and pushed me down, crawling on top only to devour my neck in rough kisses. I whimpered desperately. All I could do was wrap my limbs around him and just enjoy the attention I was getting from this gorgeous man.

"I want you so fucking bad, Ricky," he moaned, nipping my ear softly before kissing across my face and over to my lips. Our tongues fought for dominance once again, which he won. Without hesitation, he grabbed my shirt and threw it off across the room, running his hands up my bare skin. I shuddered under his lustful touch as his fingers delicately wrapped around the back of my neck and up into my already messy hair, the other unbuckling my belt and expertly pulling off my jeans. He never broke eye contact which drove me crazy.

"You like it when I tease you like this, huh?" He breathed out, reaching for his own jeans, which I unintentionally reached for, as if it was second nature. He chuckled darkly, letting me undo his belt and pulling them down until I was blessed by the perfect glow of his skin. I leaned up, now practically panting with want, unbuttoning his dress shirt desperately, revealing his beautifully coloured tattoos upon his gorgeously toned body.
I let out a quiet groan, feeling across each crevice and curve of the God in front of me. I could see the undying lust in his sparkling brown eyes, his actions resulting in me being pushed down and his form laying on top of mine. His touch could make my whole world spin.