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Namjoon & Taehyung - Teacher au

"Miss L/N will you come by my office after school ends for you, please? I have some matters I need go discuss with you."

You had repeated Mr. Kim's words in your head through the whole day, wondering what might have happened that was bad enough for an emergency meeting. When the day found its end you had thought through every possible scenario and narrowed it down to two. Well, three if you added the small chance that your teacher had finally noticed your fondness of him and decided to fuck you on school grounds. You thought you had had a few moments with some sexual tension, and there was that time at the bar where you almost went home with him and another young handsome teacher after drunkenly making out with them, but it would be too big of a risk to bring any of that up at sober, and even less... Inside of school where they'd in the best case lose their jobs if caught.

You made your way to Mr. Kim's office, raising your hand to knock. There was a voice from the other side, calling out an invitation to come in. When you did, you realized that, yes, Mr. Kim was in the office but it wasn't the Mr. Kim you had expected. No, it wasn't Namjoon; it was Taehyung, paint splattered over his neck and the collar of his white dress shirt. He looked up, looking at you over the edge of his glasses.
He gave a small grin, putting down his phone onto the bench he was propped upon. You pushed the door closed behind you, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Coming by to visit me, Y/N? You haven't been to my classes lately"

"I think that's Miss L/N to you. I'm actually here to see the other Mr. Kim." you walked over to the workspace opposite the one Taehyung was sitting on and leaned back so that you were facing him. You raised one eyebrow. "I'm sorry mr, but how am I supposed to focus in art class when my teacher... Is such a piece of art himself?"

Taehyung laughed and walked over to you, stoppin right in front of you to twirl a strand of your hair between his fingers.

"But I'm lost without my muse" he pretended to pout. He moved closer slowly, crotch pressed against yours, hand cupping your cheek now. You knew how dangerous this was for his career, for your education, but you were so caught up in the moment you couldn't fully stop to think over how badly it could end.

"Maybe we could try to create some art of our own right here?" you dared to challenge. He grinned, leaning over to give you a needy kiss.

"Aren't you a naughty student, Miss L/N?" he said as he let one hand travel down to between your legs, dipping his fingers under your skirts to brush over your underwear. You bucked your hips against him, desperate for friction. He chuckled when you sighed, and moved your underwear to the side so that he could feel your wetness onto his skin. He let out an involuntary groan and you nearly let slip a moan in return, hands gasping at his shoulders. His fingers brushed over your clit a few times which made you squirm.

That's when the door was pushed open.
Taehyung quickly took a step back as both of your heads turned. Namjoon stepped inside, closing and locking the door.

"So..." he sighed, crossing his arms as he looked between the two of you. "This wasn't what I had in mind, and trust me we still have to talk about your attendance Miss L/N, but I feel punishments are in order. What did I say about this, Taehyung? She graduates in a few months. So impatient."

You and Taehyung just stood quiet, like children taking a scolding from their parent. Namjoon walked over to his desk, grabbed something and then walked over to you. His fingers wrapped around your chin, tilting your face up towards him.

"You seem to be focused on the completely wrong things, little miss. Come on now, bend over the desk."

As he spoke you felt your cheeks flare up. Namjoon just had that effect on people when he used that specific voice. It was as if he was fucking you with his words, it was do fucking hot. You glanced at his hands, eyes finding the ruler he had picked up. Ah, so that was his punishment. You turned around, bending over the desk, slowly, as he had asked and made a show out of swinging your hips. It was fully a surprise when Namjoon delievered a slap to one of your asscheeks with his hand. You heard someone pull in a deep breath and you suspected it was Taehyung.

"Isn't this unfair, sir? Mr. Kim deserves to be punished too" you spoke up as Namjoon lifted your skirt upp to reveal your soaked underwear.

"Trust me, babygirl. Watching me play with you and not be able to do anything is punishment enough for him." Namjoon spoke again with that rough, deep voice that turned you on so much. He hooked his fingers into your panties, tugging at them and letting them drop to your ankles. His fingers danced across your now bare ass, suddenly striking the ruler across the skin. It didn't feel that bad, just a little shocking at impact. He kept repeating that a few times, each time stinging just a bit more than the time before. The sounds leaving you were a mixture of pained moans and pleased sighs, and you were certain you'd have bruises or at least red marks from the impact of the ruler but you didn't really care.

There was a short break and you wondered if that was it and you'd be free to go now, but instead Namjoon yanked you up so that your back was pressed against his chest.

"Taehyung, come here for a moment." he spoke, and the younger complied. "Get down on your knees and show her exactly how much you want her, will you?"

Taehyung dropped to his knees, looking up at you, still slightly out of breath, to make sure you were alright with it. You gave a wry smile, soon replaced by shock as Namjoon squeezed one of your boobs in his large hands.

"Fuck, just touch me already Mr. Kim" you managed to get out in what was merely a whisper, but that Taehyung still managed to have picked up on. He dived in between your legs face first, attacking your throbbing clit with his trained lips and tongue. If it wasn't for Namjoon still holding you up against him, hands working your chest and tugging at the pink erect buds that were your nipples, you would have fallen down. Taehyung had you weak in your knees, fingers in his hair as a sucked, licked and flicked over your most sensitive areas. Hell, he even let his teeth pinch the bundle of nerves. When it became apparent to him that you were about to cum he pushed one of his fingers inside of your naturally lubed up hole, thrusting it in and out quickly to help you reach your high. You squirted onto his hand, chin and the inner parts of your thighs. Embarrassed and gasping for air, you clutched Namjoon's arm to keep you steady. Taehyung stood up, wiping his face with the back of his hand. Namjoon's erection was pressing against your ass, and now you could see the bulge in Taehyung's as well. When Namjoon felt you could stand on your own, he let you with a sheepish grin.

"How about we don't do things like this inside of school from now on?"

"You mean we can do it outside of school? Hell yeah."

"Okay but we still have to talk about your attendance, Y/N-"