Shut up- corbyn

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"Close your eyes" he said and suddenly my eyes shut, my world went dark and I started to panic, corbyn was my therapist and he was helping me control my anxiety and my panics attacks.

It's actually kinda funny, he's only twenty-one and is a therapist, my normal ones are all old and weird, girls I normally have lots of girls but with corbyn he's actually been helping me rather than just giving me medicine and hoping it won't send me into a dark state of depression.

"Now lay back, relax" I nodded slowly as he placed his hand on my hip to help guide my body backwards onto the couch, where his hand was laying was burning red.

I might have had a slight crush on him, and I think he likes me because when I have to come straight here after school and I'm in my school skirt he is always looking at my legs.

"Agree to whatever is going to happen" he said and I slowly nodded, "I agree" I felt his hand move father down my waist, "taking your mind off the situation that is giving you anxiety will help take it away, because you aren't stressing over it"

"I'm going to touch you" I opened one eye and looked at him, "what" I asked, "just close your eyes" I nodded and laid back down, relaxing once again.

I felt his fingertips trace down my arms, feeling the fire with each touch, "y/n I don't mean to be so direct here but, I have a little crush on you, keep your eyes closed" he said.

He squeezed my hands, "and I can really help you focus on kicking your anxiety's butt if you allow something inappropriate to happen" he said slowly.

I took a breath, "what if someone walks in" I asked and I heard him giggle, "the doors locked" I was freaking out right now, I've only had sex once.

"Okay but what if-" he cut me off, "just shut up and keep your eyes closed and your breathing normal" I nodded as I felt his fingertips run up my legs.

I froze when I felt them under my skirt, he pushed the bottom of my skirt up and his fingertips went into the waistband of my underwear.

"Put yourself in school, crowded halls, sweaty kids, and they are all looking directly at you" this was a way for him to get my anxiety to act up, so he knows what helps me calm down and what triggers me.

He noticed my breathing started to quicken, he pulled my underwear off, "now imagine I'm there too, standing in front of you, telling you to breath deep" I took a deep breath in and out.

He pressed his thumb against my clit as I let out a very little moan, "just focus on my tongue now, whenever you feel an anxiety attack think about this moment, how you felt here"

Next thing I felt was his tongue on my clit, pressing against the sensitive nerve as I bit my lip, he pressed the tip of his tongue down harder and slowly dragged it down my slit to my entrance.

I let out a moan, my hands having a mind of its own and went to his hair, his hands held under my knees and pushed my legs back, he dragged his tongue up and down and up.

He circled it around my clit, sucking on it harshly as I pulled out his hair, I could feel him smirk as he kissed my thigh, this having just as much as an affect on me as his tongue on my clit.

He left a few tiny hickey here and there, due to the state I was in before I could feel myself ready to cum "I'm-I'm gonna cum" I moaned, he placed his thumb on my clit and thrusted two fingers in me.

"That's what I want y/n" he whispered, as he curled his fingers to hit my g-spot sending me over the edge.

I took a deep breath as I calm down, "I want you to think about how you felt, how relaxed you were when you are having an attack again" corbyn said as I pulled my underwear on.

Our session being done soon, "I'll see you Tuesday, then we can talk about how it works for you" I nodded "thank you" I said while I had a bright red blush.

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"How many attacks did we have this week?" Corbyn asked as he smiled at me, "only two" he smiled "good good, last week it was five that's wonderful" I smiled.

"I used the trick and it stopped them before they were counted as an attack" he smiled "I'm glad I was able to help" he said with that fucking smirk.

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