Shoey Oneshots

I'm Your Teacher !

I gulped. I spent all class mentally preparing myself, and this was it. I was going to confess to a teacher.

Ever since my freshman year, I had gradually fallen in love with my literary teacher, Mr.Yaw. My friend Megan called it 'blind love' but she helped me work up the courage to confess to him anyways. It's time, and I'm so ready.

I chose this period to confess because luckily he didn't have a class next period. As I waited for students to file out the room I bit my lip and anxiously looked at Mr.Yaw who was waving students out the class. He had always been everyones favorite teacher. Charming, nice, shining blue-gray eyes, what's not to oogle over ?

After the last student left, I swiftly and softly closed the door and locked it without him noticing. Mr.Yaw smiled warmly and came towards me with his arms folded over his chest.

"Hello Joey, you need help with any of the assignments ?" His eyes shimmering down at me as he talked.

"I-uh, actually I have something a bit more serious to tell you." I said purposely soft so he could come closer to hear me. And he did ! I silently thanked Megan as her plan played out before me.

"What is it ? Issues with another student ?" A look of concerned crinkled his forehead.

"No, I um, I like you." My voice squeaked and I felt my face heat fiercely.

"Sorry, what ?" Disbelief filled his voice.

"I like you ! Is it so wrong for a student to like a teacher ? Love comes in all ages. Plus you're only a few years older than -"

"Whoa Joey Joey Joey, slow down let's just think about this for a second." He said, putting his arm on my shoulder.

Step two, complete. Make him feel sorry for me and procede with physical contact. I owed Megan big time.

"Joey, you don't know much about me at all. What if I was a criminal outside of school ?" He smiled.

I laughed and the situation became a bit more comfortable than awkward, another reason I love him.

"Well Joey, although I am flattered, it wouldn't be appropiate to accept your confession."

"But you're not saying that you don't like me." I urged.

He sighed and looked up back into my eyes with a fixed stare. I could almost feel his eyes examining me.

"So, um, maybe we could-" But I gasped as he swiftly pushed me up against the door with my arms over my head.

"M-Mr.Yaw-"

But he hastily closed the gap between, using one hand to unbutton my shirt while the other kept my hands in place above me. I went along with it all, and moaned as he let my arms down and roamed my body with his rough hands. He sucked on my neck while rubbing my crotch and I held on tightly to his neck, wanting this feeling burned into my body, etched into my skin.

As I felt his erection on my leg, I hesistantly moved from under him and switched our positions. I was now head to head with his crotch and took off his clothing until I held 'his bigger than I thought it would be' in my hand and slowly pumped him up and down. He softly moaned, which excited me more as I put my tounge to his tip and took him in deeper and deeper into my mouth.

But he gripped my hair softly and placed me on a desk, aiming himself towards me.

"Joey, I-"

"We've already gone this far." I smiled, still panting in nervousness at the thought of him inside me.

"I won't let it hurt." He said, looking me in the eye as he slowly entered me.

"Ah ! A-are you sure about that ?"

He laughed a little before picking up the pace and moving faster, each thrust making me feel as if I was floating in a cloudless sky and craving it more.

I came onto my stomach as he came inside me. Just as he did, the bell rang and we instantly stopped, a quick moment of fear before we rushed to haul on our clothes.

As students lined outside the door, Mr.Yaw hurried to open it and greet them, but sent me glances as I got my own stuff.

He stiffened when I approached him. "It's okay, I just need a note explaining why I skipped last period." I said, examining him to see how he would face me now.

"Ah o-of course." He said, grabbing a pen and scribbling down a quick exuse. But as he passed me the paper he discretly squeezed my hand and whispered, "Come back here after school." Then turned with a smirk on his face.

I grinned, knowing that I successfully seduced my teacher. A+ for me.

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Heh, yeah. Do you guys like having longer romantic moments or longer smut moments. Comments much appreciated, my students

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