Trouble Teacher

(6)

This was all new to you but you couldn't get enough of it, of him.

David presses harder against your lips before moaning himself and pulling back. "We'd better stop now, or we'll be caught. The teachers will be here soon. Let's grab our stuff and the projector and go to my room," he whispers while brushing his thumbs over your cheeks. "You're so beautiful (Y/N)." "S..sure, let's go professor." You say breathlessly and bites your lip as you grab a hold on his hand and quickly leaves through the corridors to his classroom after picking up the projector. "You know you felt so good right?" You start to breathe heavily and really digs your teeth into
your bottom lip. He pokes his head into the hallway and shuts the door. "You felt amazing and your lips tasted sweet," he whispers as turns himself back to you.

You walk up to him and traces hisjawlime with your fingernails. "How can a single man be this handsome, gorgeous." You whisper and breathes against his neck and collarbone since that was all you could reach without standing on your toes. He takes in a sharp breath and lets out a shaky one. The intimate contact and
the rush from the kissing are proving to be difficult obstacles to fight against full blown lust. "I could ask the same thing of you, how could one young lady possess such beauty." You shiver and lays a hand on his chest. "Oh professor, you're doing things to me you shouldn't." You giggle and traces circles on his chest. "And you're doing things you shouldn't."
He smirks slightly with pursed lips before placing his hands on your hips and gently squeezing them.You buck your hips against his and grins playfully. "Are you happy now you
told me?" You run your hands over his shoulders and upper arms. "Because I am." He presses you against the door which, thankfully, didn't have glass like the others did. "I'm very happy," he whispers while looking down to you. "May I kiss you again?" He looks to your eyes as he presses his body against yours.

You squirm against him and whimpers softly at the force he used to pin you to the door. "Y..yes please." You whispers you stand on your toes trying to reach his lips. "Pretty please?" You
breathe out. He lets out a small laugh before kissing you gently then more passionately the longer he lingered. He rubs your hips up your sides and down again. You kiss him back and gives yourself permission to slip your tongue through his lips again. "Mr..Mr.Bowie, goodness!" You hold him tighter and grins. He hushes you before giggling softly into your mouth and deciding to wrap his arms around your waist to pull you close and keep you there. He kisses you hungrier and moves down from your lips to behind your ear. "What are you trying to do to professor?" You whisper as you smirk and runs your hand through his hair. You part your lips and runs your other lip up and down his throat.

He moans softly and gently sucks onto your skin before nipping down the side of your neck, careful not to leave marks. "Call me David, pet."  "What a lovely n..name." You say as controlling yourself gets harder with every minute. "Hm that feels so good.." You kiss his cheek and digs your nail in his back. "D..don't you have a wife Mr.B- I mean David.." you pant quietly. He stops and pulls away for a second. "She left me, she left me yesterday after years of fighting she finally did what I've been begging for. A divorce. She left me the papers signed on my easel yesterday morning and left me with Zowie. That's why I needed a sitter."
You remove your hands off him and looks up at him. "I'm sorry David, I shouldn't have asked." You sigh and clears your throat. "Can I do anything for you? I didn't want to ruin...this." You.close your eyes as you take a deep breath.

"Yes, when you come home with me after school, may I sketch you?" He smiles and leans back unsure of what to do with his hands or the fact that his arousal was showing by now and he walks over to his desk. "You didn't ruin anything, it was a perfectly valid question." "Of course you can, lovely." You smile and sit down on top of one of the tables. "How are you feeling now?" You say in a shy tone as you fiddle with your skirt. "I'm feeling very aroused," he whispers to himself struggling to divert his eyes to anywhere besides your pretty face and slender legs. "How are you feeling?"
"Aha yeah a bit sensetive I guess. How am I going to get through this hour of watching boring history tapes without.. doing things I might regret?" You bite your lip and looks down as rest your hands on your knees. His eyes flicker up as he becomes obviously flustered. "Wh..what was that last part you said?" He gulps and his eyes widen.

"Doing things I might regret, you know a tape like that takes a long time to finish..doesn't it?" You arch your brow as you look up at him. "Yes, especially today's film," he speaks unsure of himself and licks his lips as he lets his eye trail up your legs again. "Then this time I will sit down in the back where nobody can see me, so only you can keep an eye on me. You get where I'm going with this?" You say softly as you smirk and runs your hands up and down your legs. He watches your hand intently and barely breathes the word out, "Yes." His lips part slightly in amazement at what you're saying and the fact that he was incredibly hard at just this sight means in his mind he might lose it later on. "Wh..what of you get caught?"
"I'm sure I won't, who will watch the new girl? Litterly no one. Everyone is ten times more interested in that movie then in me." You giggle and tilts your head and digs his nails under his skin to try and stop the painful tightening of his pants. "Very naughty." "Just so you wait." You giggle, you really adored him even when he is in this state. You suck on your thumb as your eyes wander around the room. "So what is the tape about?" You say while keeping your eyes on his. "It's about the start of Parliament. It's
very boring and long but it's important."He sighs and looks to your eyes intently.while still, practically stabbing himself with his nails until he hears the bell ring.

"Time starts now professor." You smirk and crosses your legs as you grab your notes and books as you normally would."Would you please bring me your homework (Y/N)?" He smirks and rests his head on a propped up hand. "Since l you're here so early." "Sure thing." You stand and grits your papers off your desk as you walk to him. "There you go." You chuckle as you throw your papers on his desk from some distance. "Good like this?" He looks down at the assignments and nods. "Yes, exceptional, thank God someone pays attention in my class. Let me ask you a question." He arches his brow and leans forward. "What's it?" You take a step closer and leans down to his level. "First of all, I thought I might add you
have beautiful breasts," he says as his eyes meet up with the gap of your shirt as it droops. "And second, why won't my class pay attention? Am I a bad teacher?" You sigh softly and softly strokes his cheekbone with your thumb. "First of all, thank you." You say with a slight giggle. "Second of all, I think most of the students rather learn PE or art then history and no not at all, you're great." You lean over and kisses his forehead. "Any other questions?" You
tilt your head and smiles "No love," he whispers.

"You look especially cute today, I thought I'd just say that too." "Thanks, I'll sit back now. They will probably be here soon." You turn away and quickly make your way to the back
again. "You have a very nice walk to, why
do you think I call you to my desk so often?" He chuckles and pulls out his notes and the tape for the lesson. "Ahh dirty dirty!" You chuckle devilish as you sit down with your legs slightly
spread. Most of the students walk in and sit down as you just stares at David, watching him getting more uncomfortable with your eyes stabbing into him. He clears his throat and tears his eyes from yours. "Please, bring your assignments here on my desk and as usual you'll get them all next week. If your name is not on the paper, you don't get the credit." He sighs and rubs his thigh over where the heated scratches were. "Alright class, I know I said we'd discuss the chapters today but I've pushed that to tomorrow and decided to instead have a day of notes and a film. If a volunteer would please come up and collect the tape then turn on the projector for me that'd be greatly appreciated." You roll your eyes and stands up before walking back to his desk. "Happy?" You
whisper as you pick up the tape. You wink at him as you put the tape into the recorder. You turn on the projector before walking back to your seat.