Surrender (JackSepticEye x Reader)

Thirteen

Beg? He was a dom! "Sir, I don't think you should be begging for anything, you're a dom..."

"Precisely. But I want you so very badly, so do not make me." His tone was warning you; to make him beg for you would have been very bad, indeed. "Let me have you. Please."

It was as close to begging as he would get. You took a deep, unsteady breath before you nodded. "O-okay... but... sir, please, please be discreet about it..."

"Do you think I would go around bragging that I had known one of my own students?" His gaze had hardened, and you shook your head rapidly. "That's what I thought."

He pulled off his suit jacket and flung it onto the chair behind him. Then he began to unbutton his shirt. Your face was beet red, hands clenching the armrests of the chair you were still in. You hadn't moved a muscle. You were too terrified.

This made him sigh. "Are you not ready? Is that it?" When you nodded he took your shoulders and helped you onto your feet. "You have nothing to fear from me. I swear to you." Seán guided you towards the door, grabbing your purse for you on the way. "I will do nothing until you are ready."

"Wh... what if... what if I'm never ready...?" you questioned him quietly.

"Trust me. You will be. At the rate your dreams are going, you will start to crave me. In the meantime..." he replied, pushing you gently against the wall again to kiss you. His hands went from cupping your face to your hips, rubbing and caressing them.

Your own hands found his face as you tilted your head to kiss him a little easier. He had said that his kisses were earned; how had you earned this one? Did it matter?

The professor pulled away, delicately rubbing your lower lip with the pad of his thumb. "Beautiful," he murmured. "You would be perfect."

~☆~

You bolted out of his office, purse in hand this time. You would not forget that. You ran down the hallway, away from his door. Away from him.

You had finally admitted to both him and to yourself that you wanted him. Deep down, you knew you always had, but the taboo nature of your relationship always seemed to get in the way. But now the dam had been broken, and you weren't sure what to do.

I need to talk to someone about this. I have to come clean. But the only person I talk to is Stephanie, and I can't tell her the things he's said to me. I'm not that asshole.

But...

You sighed as you slowed yourself down to a more normal walking pace, leaving the Unus Building and heading for your car. To your surprise, Steph was already waiting there, with a sheepish look on her face. "H-hey," she murmured softly. "Do you think I could bother you for a ride? My piece of shit car is in the shop."

"Sure, I don't mind." You unlocked the car doors and allowed her to stash her art supplies in the back before getting into the passenger seat. Once the two of you were buckled up, you left the campus.

"I don't live far," she promised. "And thank you."

"No problem. I'm kind of glad I ran into you, I needed to talk to somebody."

"Oh, yeah? What's up? Is it about your mysterious hot guy?" she teased with a grin.

"As a matter of fact, yes," you replied, managing to return the grin. "The forbidden nature of it doesn't seem to bother him. He... he wants me. Bad."

Stephanie squealed and clapped her hands together a bit. "Ooh, this is exciting! So what are you gonna do now? Hmm? Send him a nude. I'm serious."

If you had been drinking something right at that moment, you would have spat it right back out. Send your professor a nude picture?! You were fairly certain he would appreciate it, but... "Jeez, Steph, I don't know..."

"You both want each other, right? Don't wait around for him to make the first move. Take control of the relationship and do something sexy for him!"

If only you realized just who you were talking about.

But she has a point. I do want him...

You sighed. "I'll think about it." Then you paused a little. "Speaking of hot guys, do you have Professor McLoughlin's cell number? I know he said it was on his door but I never bothered to grab it."

"Yeah, sure, I think I've got it saved. I've already started talking to him, actually. Mostly about the course, cause that first quiz really threw me for a loop, but he said I did fantastic on it." Glancing over at her you noted that her face was pink.

"So you've been texting him lately?" You tried to grin to keep up appearances, but failed in doing so. Something bothered you about knowing that Stephanie was texting him. Their conversation could have been about anything.

What if I'm not the only girl he's talking to about this...?

Don't be ridiculous!

You swallowed hard, still trying to seem casual. "What on Earth have you guys been talking about?"

"Just the course. I try to at least tell him good morning every day, but I think I'm pushing my luck with him. Sometimes he responds, sometimes he doesn't."

"He might just not be a morning person," you added.

"I guess so. I just... I can't help it! He's so damn attractive, it drives me nuts." She smiled despite her blushing face. "Do you think I have a shot with him?"

No.