I think I'm in love with him (Jacob Sartorius Fan-Fic)

Moaning In Class

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jacob questions narrowing his eyes.

"Like what?" I say innocently.

"Alright class, today we are going to be having partners, I'll choose them for you," Mr. Clarkson states, causing the class to groan. Halfway through he finally says my partner.

"Starlight and Jacob." Perfect! Let's do this.

"Um, sir, my chair is broken," I blurt out.

"Do we have any chairs in the back you could use?" He asks looking at me. I look to the back and don't see any chairs.

"No," I confirm.

"Then just share a seat with your partner," He finishes, going back to reading the names. I get up and walk over to Jacob.

"You're too fat to share a seat with," I laugh, "I'll just have to sit on you," I smirk sitting on his lap.

His eyes shot open and he froze. Wow, I didn't think he of all people would freeze up. I slowly start grinding into him, but only noticeable to him, not anyone else.

"Ugh," He moaned throwing his head back and crossing his arms. I smirk and start grinding a little harder. Never in a million freaking years did I think I was going to do this.

"Ok, so why we are having partners is because we are doing a film project!" Mr. Clarkson smiles. The whole class gets excited and starts clapping.

"Ugggghhh," Jacob moans even louder causing the whole class to look at us. I put on a bored expression trying not to laugh.

"Are you ok jacob?" Mr. Clarkson questions. Jacob lifted his head up embarrassed.

"Y-yeah, I-I'm fine," He affirms biting his lip to hold back a moan. Mr. Clarkson nods and turns around continuing the lesson.

"You sneaky little," Before jacob could finish I grind harder.

"UUMMPHH," Jacob moans. Putting his hands on my waist. I have to put a hand over my mouth to stop from laughing. Causing me to bounce up and down on his lap.

"OOH MY GOD," Jacob moans again just as loud as the other one squeezing my hips, forcing me to go up and down faster. Mr. Clarkson spins around looking quite annoyed.

"Jacob! Do you want to go into the hall?!" Mr. Clarkson challenges.

"N-no sir," Jacob pleads.

"Then keep quiet!" Mr. Clarkson yells turning back around.

"S-stop," Jacob whispers in my ear, tightening his grip on my waist to stop me from bouncing up and down.

"Nope," I say popping the p.

"I'm going to kill you after school," He threatens.

"I'd like to see you try," I reply acting bored. Let's continue this. I pretend drop my pencil behind Jacob.

"Darn, gotta get my pencil," I say and turn around facing him, still on his lap. I lean in closer and brush my lips against his cheek and bend down picking up my pencil causing my hips to dig into his. I jump back up, making my hips slam back down into his.

"Ohmygod," He quietly moans loud enough for me to hear.

"Oh my god indeed," I reply putting my hands on his thighs squeezing them, and then turning around. Apparently he likes that because he moaned again.