What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Zarbyn- Smut

Summary: A student who wants nothing more than to be fucked senseless by his teacher and his best friend, who's dragged along the way

Zach's POV
" Come here," he whispered, leaning into the blonde," Zachy," the other whimpered quietly, not looking away from him.

" Shh, don't you want a kiss, baby?" He breathed against his plump lips, feeling the other nod slightly. He closed the gap between them, locking them together. He smirked at the few groans and sighs he heard from their classmates, though they should really be used to this by now.

He placed a hand on Corbyn's hip, pulling him closer. The older boy allowed it, slowly climbing into his lap. Both hands moved to hold his hips while arms snaked around his neck. Fingers tangling into the short brown hairs on his neck.

" Mr. Herron, Mr. Besson, stop," Zach pulled Corbyn even closer, licking his bottom lip." Zach, Corbyn," Mr. Avery sighed. The bleached blonde opened his mouth, allowing his best friend to explore.

" Come on, you two can't keep doing this." The teacher groaned, running his fingers though his curls. The smaller moaned softly as the larger licked every inch of his pink cave. He felt Corbyn begin to grind his hips, nipping gently at his pink lip.

Zach's erection pressed against his round ass, Corbyn's poking his chest. Finally, both pulled away slightly to pant heavily. Eyes dark and hips still rutting. Corbyn whimpered to him, foreheads pressed together.

" Daddy~", he moaned, their lips brushing.

" Mhm, baby~", Zach groaned, guiding his hips," not here okay? We'll have some fun a little later." He promised, pecking his lips and smirking at their audience, mostly their professor.

Mr. Avery was now sitting down, watching them closely. He seemed a little too interested," are you two done?" Zach heard how strained his voice was, though no one else did.

" Yeah, I think so," he tapped the blonde's hip and Corbyn climded off.

" Okay, then you both have detention.

~ In Detention ~

" I can't believe you got us detention," Corbyn groaned, glare-pouting at his best friend.

" How is this my fault? You knew what would happen when you started grinding on me." Zach chuckled, leaning into the back of his chair.

" I still don't want detention," he muttered, now just fully pouting.

" Aww, baby come here. Let me make it up to you," he patted his thigh, Corbyn watching his hand." How?" Zach smirked," I'm gonna finish what we started." He explained, laughing quietly when the frost blonde's cheeks went scarlet.

" We can't have sex in detention," Zach bit his lip, looking the blonde up and down." Says who?" He purred, grabbing his hand," Mr. Avery," the brunette looked around the room.

" I don't see him," he shrugged, pulling Corbyn out of his seat and into his lap.

" Z, what if he catches us?" The larger had their faces mere centimeters apart." Good, maybe he'll get jealous if he sees you riding me." He pressed their lips together, hands not wasting any time as they went to undo his jeans.

Corbyn took a minute, but was soon melting into the kiss, one hand cupping his cheek while the other moved to his belt. Seconds later both boys were naked from the waist down. The older taking his seat back on his thighs while Zach searched his bag for his lube.

" What's taking so long, daddy?" Corbyn whined, kissing his jaw and neck." I thought you didn't wanna have sex in detention?" Zach teased, finally locating the bottle.