Five Seconds Of Summer Imagine #10-Mr. Irwin's New Student Part 2

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Request-could u do a part 2 to the teacher smut series? part 1 was amazing, btw!!!

Requested-Yes.

"I won't need you to pick me up at the park today," you said to your mom, taking a drink of your orange juice. She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Oh. Why?" she asked.

"A friend asked me to hang out after school. They'll give me a ride." you said. Your mom nodded.

"Okay. Just be home by supper, six pm," your mom said, giving you a stern look. You nodded. 

"I will." you said. 

Once you two were done with breakfast, you helped your mom put the dirty breakfast dishes in the dishwasher before going to your room to get your bag and phone. You had a text, and you blushed when you read it. 

From Mr. Irwin-Can't wait to see you. Definitely can't wait for after school. ;)

You and Mr. Irwin, or Ashton, as he liked you to call him, had been hooking up after school every other day, except when you had your monthly, you guys would hang out at his apartment watching movies. 

You checked your outfit in the mirror, a black dress that was a bit tight, and black flats, and your hair was curled. You knew it would drive Ashton insane, and you couldn't wait to get to school.

"Y/N! Lets go!" your mom yelled. You slipped your phone into the side pocket of your bag and speed walked to where your mom was waiting in the car. 

"Did you take your pill when you woke up?" your mom asked. 

"I did." you said. You convinced your mom to get you on the pill form of birth control a week after you and Ashton started hooking up. You obviously didn't tell her the actual reason why, you told her that your menstrual cramps were bothering you too much.

"Have a good day at school," your mom gave you a smile. 

"I will," you said, giggling quietly to yourself.

"And remember to be home by six," your mom gave you a warning look.

"I will be." you said. You got out of her car and walked into the school building, and to the floor your locker was on. 

You jumped when two large hands touched your hips. Warm breath hit the side of your face, and you immediately recognized the minty smell from gum.

"You just gave me a heart attack, Ashton," you muttered angrily, putting your child development notebook in your locker.  Without even facing him you knew he was smirking.

"Did you get your assignment done?" asked Ashton.

"Of course I did," you rolled your eyes. 

"Good. Wouldn't want to punish you now, or do I?" Ashton winked. You blushed furiously, avoiding eye contact with him.

"Shut up. We don't need anyone to hear and be suspicious or find out," you murmured. Ashton nodded, you were absolutely right.

"I'll see you in class," Ashton said before walking away. You gave him a smile before walking outside and laying down on a bench. You weren't physically tired, but you were mentally tired with all of the assignments and projects you had to do, and quizzes and tests you had to study for and take. 

You groaned when you heard the warning bell ring. You of course wanted to go to English, but you just weren't in the mood to get more homework to do after your shower tonight.

You trudged into Ashton's classroom and took your seat at your normal spot, right in front of his desk. Ashton stared at you for a few seconds before gaining his composure and standing up. 

"Good morning, guys. Please pass your worksheets up to the front, and then get a fresh sheet of paper out, it's pop quiz time!" everyone in the class groaned, even you, even though you knew you would ace it. 

Ashton winked at you as you were leaving to go to your art class. You giggled, blushing, and walked out of the room, ready to come back at three thirty. 

The rest of your classes dragged on, just like they did every time you and Ashton hooked up after school. Finally, the dismissal bell rang. You jumped from your seat in the media center and rushed to your locker. You took your time putting your homework in your bag, you had math and German, because you knew Ashton probably had students in there still. 

Once it had been five minutes since the bell had rang, you hoisted your bag onto your shoulder and walked the distance to Ashton's classroom. He was sitting at his desk grading papers, not noticing that you had walked in.

"Mr. Irwin," he looked up, and you smirked when you made eye contact with him.

"Close the door," he said, standing up. You did, and walked over so you were standing in front of his desk, dropping your bag onto the floor. 

"Did you wear that dress on purpose?" he asked, his voice thick. 

"Are you mad that I did?" you asked, tilting your head to the side. 

"Not at all," said Ashton, putting his hands on your hips. His lips were then on yours, and you instantly melted into the kissing, have been waiting for it all day. 

Ashton's hands moved to your zipper, and you pulled away so he could unzip your dress. You stepped out of it, and Ashton pulled his black V-neck up and over his head, throwing it to the ground. 

You giggled when you were picked up and set on Ashton's desk. His lips were quickly back on yours. You put your hands on Ashton's hips as he started kissing along your jawline, digging your nails into the skin when he would nip at it. 

"Fuck, I need you," he murmured. He quickly took off his pants and boxers, and slid on a condom. He yanked my underwear off and shoved himself into me. You gasped, digging my nails into his skin.

"Sorry," he murmured, breathing heavy from the pleasure he was getting. 

"You good?" he asked a few seconds later.

"Yeah, you can move," you whispered. He moved me closer to him, wrapping his arms around my waist before he started moving his hips slowly. 

You let out a whine as you felt your high started to come, and Ashton would not speed up at all. But you weren't going to say anything, knowing that he would more than likely stop. 

"Fuck!" you shouted as you came, squeezing your eyes shut and Ashton's biceps. You let out a gasp as Ashton came, his grip tightening around your waist.

You both sat there breathing heavily for a few minutes before you finally got dressed. 

"Never gets old." said Ashton.

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