George Harrison Imagines 🌻

{Behind That Locked Door}

Requested by Freaky4Deaky
Era; 1969
Smut
⚠ Teacher×Student AU ⚠

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"Oh Mr Harrison." You moaned as his tongue dug deeper into you. His facial hair scratched the insides of your thighs and it felt great.

He hummed against you in response which sent a wave of pleasure up your spine. You grabbed onto the sides of the desk as he sucked harder which filled the empty classroom with a loud slurping sound.

"Fuck, fuck." You cried.

Suddenly he pulled his mouth away from you and lifted his head up to look at you. "Y/N."

"Why'd you stop?" You whined.

"Wake up."

You were confused. "What?"

"Wake up!" He repeated louder. "There's no sleeping in class, ms y/l/n!"

You gasped loudly as you suddenly woke up.

"Ahh, did you have a nice nap, miss?" Your teacher asked you and crossed his arms to his chest. You looked around and noticed everyone was staring at you. You blushed as you hated being the center of attention and the fact that you actually fell asleep in the middle of class and had a naughty dream about the man who was currently hovered over your desk as he waited for you to answer him made you blush even harder.

"Um, I-"

"I have to get on with the lesson but you can tell me why you decided to fall asleep in my class after the bell rings in fifteen minutes." You heard the annoyance in his voice and flinched.

"Yes sir." You said quietly and looked down ashamed.

He shook his head at you and continued on with the lesson.

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The bell that marked the end of the day finally rung and Mr Harrison waited until everyone left to get up from his desk. You stared down at the desk but looked up when Mr Harrison went over to the door and closed it. Well, this couldn't be good. You gulped and sank down in the chair. "I'm sorry i fell-"

"Stop." He cut you off and walked over and knelt down in front of your desk. "I don't really give a shit if you fell asleep."

You stared into his deep brown eyes and blushed.

"I want you to tell me about the dream. Because it sounded like it was a good one."

"What do you mean?"

Mr Harrison chuckled. "You know exactly what i mean. You were moaning and whimpering all throughout class so it must've been a damn good dream."

"Oh god " You cried out and banged your head down on the desk. You were so embarrassed.

"Yeah, you've said that a couple times as well. And i think i heard you moan me name." A smirk appeared on his face. "So what was i particularly doing to you in your dream darling?"

"Um, I-" You stammered. "Uh-"

"I'm not letting you leave until you tell me."