Lilo & Nouis Smut (BoyxBoy)

35. Don't Make Me Leave (Nouis)

A/N: Second part to Lunch Period:) Hope you all enjoy!

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~Niall's POV~

"Hey Niall! Niall wake up!" I suck in a big breath through my nose as I pull my head off of my desk and open my eyes. I look into the beautiful blue ones that once looked at me like I was the only one in the class but now don't look at me at all anymore.

"What?" I ask groggily rubbing my eyes with my fists.

"Class is over. Have you been asleep this entire time?" Mr. Tomlinson asks.

"About half way through I passed out. Sorry. Haven't been sleeping good lately. I'll go." I say. I stand and go to grab my bag but he grabs my wrist and pulls me back to look at me. I try to ignore the tingling feeling that shoots up my arm at his soft touch.

"Why haven't you been sleeping?" He asks me. I glare at him and yank my hand away from him. He decides to talk to me now? Louis has barely looked at me since the lunch period we spent in his classroom. He didn't call me back to his class that day like he said he was going to, and I thought he was busy. But I knew I was wrong when Louis started ignoring me. He didn't make me turn in the assignment and didn't count it against me since my grade is still high in the class.

"Why do you care?" I hiss. "You only seemed to care about me when you wanted me for sex and when you got it, you started acting like I didn't exist." I pull my bag over my shoulder and turn to walk away but Louis grabs my arm again and pulls me back with that fucking strength I forgot he had.

"Niall, is that what this is about?" He asks. I can hear the guilt and sadness in his voice, but I can't let myself do that to myself. It's not fair, so I yank my arm from him again and shoot another glare.

"What the fuck do you think? You know what, don't answer that. Just keep pretending that I don't exist and what we did never happened and I'll do the same. We can go about our lives without the trouble of remembering the meaningless fuck we shared." I say. I feel pride fill me as I walk away from him and to the door but half way out I'm yanked back into the room and pressed up against the wall next to the door face first. Louis shuts the door and locks it with one hand while the other holds me against the wall.

"You think that's all you were to me? A meaningless fuck?" He grunts turning me around. "You don't think I've notice that you look tired all the fucking time? You don't think I've noticed?" He pushes my bag off my shoulder and starts unzipping my jacket, sliding it down my shoulders. "If you want the truth, it's that I feel horrible for what I did to you. I didn't want to take advantage of you again. You think I like having the thought of fucking you all the damn time in my head?" He pulls my shirt off and throws it in the floor, taking his tie off and throwing it to the floor and starting to unbutton his shirt, his eyes roaming over my body. "God, Niall you're absolutely gorgeous." He says. He has only a couple of more buttons to go but ignores them as he attaches his lips to my neck and starts to suck, making me whine and bite my lip to keep myself quieter. I know I shouldn't go this, I'll just get myself hurt again by him, but fuck, I want this just as bad as he does. "Just wanna fuck you again, God I want you so bad." He ruts his hips against mine and I have to reach down and undo my pants because I can't stand the restraint anymore. Louis does the same thing and pushes both of our pants down around our ankles, the both of us stepping out. I lean and sink my teeth into his shoulder, and Louis groans. I suck and nibble on the spot because I want to make that stay and make him look at it and make sure he doesn't forget about it. I pull away, some spit slowly going down my chin, and Louis chuckles, using his thumb to wipe it away and presses our lips together.

He pulls me from the wall and walks us back to his desk, all the while, his tongue is licking every little part of the inside of my mouth. I hit the desk and grip the edge of it, a part of me having the urge to just jump up. He grabs me by my shoulders, though, and turns me around and leans me over, pressing my cheek into the wood. I let out little pants and push my hand through my hair out of my face. I feel him push my boxers down to my feet and suddenly, there are his hands groping my cheeks and kneading them. I groan and push back against his hands. He spreads my cheeks with my hands and slowly leans in, licking a fat stripe over my hole. I gasp and shoot up, my hands holding me up as I look over my shoulder to see him smirk at me before repeating the action. I had seen this I don't know how many times in porn but I didn't think it was a regular think that people just did. I brace myself on my forearms and arch my back, pushing my ass out just a little bit more. He starts to lick over my hole, making his tongue poking in just a little bit before pulling it out and licking back over my hole. I whine and wiggle my hips back, and Louis must take pity on me because then he pushes his tongue all the way inside me.

"Oh fuck..." I whisper, clenching my eyes shut and digging my teeth into my bottom lip. He curves his tongue around and licks around my walls, his nails digging into the skin on my cheeks and hips. He pushes it completely in as far as he can go before pulling out and sucking on my hole. I groan and tuck my head down on my arm, trying to control my breathing. I let out this embarrassing, girly whine when he pulls away but pretty soon, I'm feeling him push into me with two fingers. I sigh and push my ass back onto his fingers, and for a while, he isn't moving his hand at all and I'm rocking back on his fingers.

"So fucking tight, baby." I hear him whisper. He pulls his fingers out and quickly lines himself up with me. He grabs onto my shoulder with one hand while he guides his cock into me with the other, pushing into me slowly. It burns as he stretches me wide open for him, making me let out these small little whimpers until he completely bottoms out, his hips nestled against my ass.

"Fuck, you feel so good around me."

"Oh God," I choke out. I can feel his hands on my hips as he starts to circle his hips in figure eights to help me get better adjusted. I relax around him and push back a little to get him to move, and he does, slowly pulling out and pushing back in with a hard slap. I gasp and bite down on my lip as Louis repeats the action only a little harder. He chokes out a groan and grips my hips tighter in his hands. He leans over me and pants against my shoulder blade as he speeds up his movements. I let out small pants and moans against the desk, reaching my hand back to grab his shirt that he still hasn't taken off. He's just as big as I remember and it feels so damn good.

"You love this don't you?" He asks, taking a small bite on my shoulder. I cry out a little and nod my head against the table. "Love being bent over and fucked into by your teacher, huh? Of course you do, babe. I love it too, love bending you over and making you moan and feel so fucking good."

"Ah, fuck yes." I whine. His voice is raspy in my ear and sends another wave of arousal through my body. "L-love this, Lou. Feels so good, fuck me so good." I say. I didn't know where the hell that sentence came from. I never thought I would be one to dirty talk or anything like that, though I also didn't think I would ever fuck my teacher so...

"Fuck, I bet you do." He grunted. "I know you fucking love it, I love it too. Such a dirty boy for talking to me like that." A couple of thrusts later, he slightly brushes over my prostate, making me arch my back and moan, gripping harder onto his shirt.

"Fuck, there Louis!" I cry out. I shift my own hips a little better so the next time he thrusts, he goes straight on with my prostate. I gasp again and start to move back in time with his movements. "Harder, Louis, please go harder." I could have sworn I heard him chuckle at my request before he complies, pressing harder into that one spot but I'm too caught up in this pleasure to think too much about it. I can feel a tight clenching in my stomach start to form and try pushing back harder, chasing my orgasm.

"You close babe?" He asks. I nod against the table, too busy in trying to fuck myself back along his movements to say anything. He reaches around my waist and grabs my cock in his hand, pumping it and running his thumb across the tip. It only takes a couple of strokes and thrusts before I'm cumming hard over his hand. I cry out at the feeling of my orgasm washing over my body. Louis strokes me through it and continues to thrust into me, making me start to shake against the table. "Almost babe, just hold on." He thrusts in a few more times before cumming hard into me and making my body jerk at the oversensitivity and rawness. He stops his movements, not pulling out just yet, both of us trying to catch our breaths. It takes us a few minutes before he pulls out and shuffles a little. I stay where I am on the desk but Louis grabs my waist and pulls me back on his lap. I sigh and lay my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.

"I'm sleepy." I whisper. He kisses my temple and rubs his hand up and down on my thigh.

"What do you have next hour?" He asks.

"Mrs. Dubs."

"She loves me, sweet old woman. She'll let you stay through that hour if I tell her you're helping me." He tells me. I nod my head in understanding and yawn. "You can sleep in here during my next hour and I'll keep you last hour, too.

"You're a lifesaver." I tell him. "You aren't going to ignore me again, are you?" I can't help but ask as I look up at him through my lashes. He smiles at me and leans down to kiss my lips softly.

"I promise I won't." He says hugging me against him.

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