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Principal Styles

The sound of a constant ticking clock and the shuffling of papers filled your ears. There was also the occasional ring of that stupid phone but it didn’t happen too often today at least. But all of them together made up the typical noise of the front office.

You found yourself a lot here for it being your last year of school. Mostly because you were never really a trouble maker but this year, something clicked. You didn’t need to be nor did you want to be here, so why not just have fun while you were here?

But that always seemed to be the reason you ended up here.But you also found a new reason to get in a little more trouble, Principle Styles.

He’s young and in charge, two things you liked. His green eyes, toned body, and curly hair that he seemed to slick back these days all made you want him more. And the only way to do that was to get in a little more trouble.

Today you were minding your own business in your class when your teacher got a bit snappy with you. So when she started nagging at you simply exchanged a few words with her, then she sent you down here. And if you were being honest with yourself this was one of your lesser offences so you weren’t really worried about it.

"Miss (y/l/n)" You heard office lady say and you looked at her "Mr. Styles is ready to see you". You let out a loud sigh standing up and opening his office door to find him sitting in his chair studding your "file" as he liked to call it. "Shut the door, take a seat" he said and you did so shutting the door and plopping down in one of the two chairs at sat in front of his desk.

"I’ve already talked to Mrs. Miller and she told me what happened" He said letting his green eyes look up from the folder at you for a second before looking down at it again. "So detention?" you asked and he let out a frustrated sigh closing the folder. "I really don’t know" he said intertwining his fingers together.

"You have the biggest disciplinary problem I’ve seen here miss (Y/L/N)" he said making your name roll his tongue and you just shrugged "Sorry to hear that". He moved his hands down flat onto his desk fanning out all his long fingers. Then you looked away from his hands to see him looking up at you with stress written on his face. "I’m running out of ways to discipline you" he said standing up and undoing the buttons on the cuffs on his blazer. He took it off and placed it on the back of his chair then rolled the cuffs up on his white button up exposing some of the tattoos on his forearm.

"Can we just hurry this shit up" you said rolling your eyes and his head snapped your way "What a filthy mouth you got on ya" he said coming around to your side of the desk and bent down leaving only centimeters between you two. You could smell the peppermint roll out of his mouth and his warm cologne fill your nose.

You looked up into eyes and examined the rest of face. “Something wrong?” he asked moving a little closer and you shook your head “N-no”. You tried to control your breathing but it was coming out shaky and uneven. “Nervous” he asked and you shook your head “Never” and he cracked a smile “Good”.

You felt the tip of his finger brush your cheek as he caress your face. “Principal Styles” you whispered “Tell me if you want me to stop” he said and you didn’t say anything as he lend forward. Then he pressed his perfect pink lips to yours and you hummed in approval. Just with this kiss alone you could feel yourself get more aroused by the second.

He pulled away and you felt his hand rest against your jean covered knee. “I won’t do anything unless you want m-” “I want you to” you said cutting him off and making him smile. “Fuck me” you whispered and you heard him groan “Filthy fucking mouth” he said moving so he was standing up straight.

He extended his hand and you took it. He helped you up and looked you up and down “We can start by you taking those off” he said walking around to the other side desk and sitting down in his chair. You smiled quickly riding yourself of your shirt and jeans and leaving yourself in just your bra and panties.