Josh Dun Imagines [2]

Mr. Dun - [EXPLICIT]

TUMBLR ONCE AGAIN

WARNINGS: unprotected sex, so much dirty talk, I think Josh has broken his own self

You're gathering your things when Mr. Dun calls your name and tells you to stay after class, that he has something he needs to talk to you about.
You set your books back down and stand next to your desk, watching as he ushers the last students out of the classroom before he closes the door and locks it, making you raise an eyebrow in slight confusion.

"Now", Mr. Dun begins, walking closer to you. "We need to talk about your grades. I see your performance has taken a hit after I replaced your previous teacher. Care to explain?"

"I-uh, I d-don't know", you stutter. But you knew. Of course you did.

Ever since Mr. Dun began teaching you, you'd lost your ability to focus on your studies. You had tried your best, but his mere presence always had your panties dampening and your mind running full of unholy scenarios.

He was a sight to behold, so delectable. How could you be able to focus with a man like him around?

His light brown eyes constantly had a somewhat sultry look in them, and his pink lips were always pulled into a slight smirk as his eyes would scan over the classroom and its students. He always wore a white button up with the sleeves rolled up, revealing pale, freckled skin and muscular forearms, the right one decorated with a colorful tattoo. His thighs were sturdy underneath the rough material of his black jeans, and more often than not you found yourself imagining bracing your hands against them as you swallowed his cock-

"What's been distracting you so much?"

You snap out of it and flick your eyes to his, your mouth drying at the intense look in them. You scratch at the back of your head and avert your gaze.

"Well?" he presses on.

"I, uh, well..." you start. "You, mostly", you suddenly blurt.

It comes out of your mouth without you really even controlling it. You want the ground to swallow you whole.

"Me?" he asks. You give a small nod, blood rushing to your cheeks fast. "And how have I been distracting you?"

"Y-You're just... very distracting", you stammer.

He smirks at that, stepping closer to you until there's only a foot of space in between the two of you. "Is that so?" he asks in a low voice.

You nod again, avoiding his gaze.

"Well, I do admit that I've seen the way you look at me", he says and grabs your chin, the sudden contact lighting something up inside you. He turns your face so you're looking at him before he continues. "And what I'm about to do is very unprofessional of me, but I know you won't tell anyone", he says and then his mouth is on yours, demanding and rough.

You let out a surprised sound, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him closer. You're lost in the kiss for a second before it hits you and you realize what exactly you're doing.

"M-Mr. Dun", you pull off to stutter. "We shouldn't..."

He looks at you with that dark look in his eyes. "We shouldn't. But we want to."

You take a deep breath as you look at him, sinking your teeth into your lower lip.

"We don't have to, of course", he says, stepping away from you.

You think about it for a second. You've been dreaming about him fucking you into tomorrow ever since he started teaching and now you have the fucking chance!