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Hogwarts' Secret

Jimin + Girl reader
Thighs riding
Teacher/student
Raw sex

(Park Jimin is your potion professor and you're his student. What dirty games will you do behind the infamous school's wall?)

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"See me after school, please."

You looked up at the man In front of you. Eyes filled with fear and respect. Despite fearing what's about to happen, you nodded at your professor. "Yes, sir."

Slowly and carefully, you bowed before strolling out of his class.

"Y/N! You're late again!" A silver haired boy shouted as you walked in the dining room. You grimaced at his loud voice.

"I spilled my potion on Yoongi's book," you said after taking a plate and putting a chicken breast on it. "Third trouble this week, bud," Wendy whispered as if the others wouldn't listen.

"Just," Ravenclaw's prefect, the silver haired boy, Namjoon, breathed out, "make sure no one knows."

"Or else, we'll lost another ten points."

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Your feet scurried their ways to the Potion Lab. You cannot be late. Huffing out puffs of heavy breath, you continued to run.

After running for more than five minutes, you came face to face with a black door at the end of the hallway. A silver plate hanging proudly on the top of it.

Potion Lesson
Mr Park

The moment you opened the heavy door, your stomach felt tingly and funny. Well, who wouldn't. Your eyes caught your professor palming himself from his pants. Breathy moans coming out from his mouth.

He was sitted at the back of the room. Feet hanging from his seat.

The large glass windows on each side of the room were covered with a dark red curtain. The wine coloured light that came from the setting sun gave you the right amount of light for you to admire your professor's face.

You took a step forward, trying not to make any sound. But failed eventually as you hit one of the table on your way. "G-good afternoon, s-sir," your voice was barely a whisper.

"Come closer, Y/N," you swore you got turned on just by hearing his hot voice, "let me see you."

His veiny hand gripped the arm rest of his seat. The attractive rings glowing slightly on his fingers. You almost whined picturing his strong hand choking you.

Mr Park smirked proudly seeing you walked wobbly towards him. For sure, he heard the desperate whine coming out from your mouth.

"Do you know why are you here?" He asked still palming his member through his silk pants.

"Because I spill my potion on another student's book."

His dark chuckles echoed through the room. Leaving you weak and nervous. "Wrong answer, baby." Mr Park moved his hand, gesturing you to come closer.

You walked until your knees touched his. You could feel his hot breathing from the close distance between you two.

"Sit," he demanded rather sternly. You looked around the room trying to find any chair to sit on. But there's none. He brought back your attention on him as he patted his own thigh.

"Ride me," his eyes are not on you as he spoke, but mentally undressing your body. He licked his lips when your chest rises as you breath deeply. "What're you waiting for?" This time he stared right at your eyes.