crush/boyfriend daydreams ♡

music class

so i haven't made a smut imagine ever because i am a virgin. i am in fact virgin asf.  please tell me about any areas i could improve on and enjoy !

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you walked to your period 4 music class which was luckily with your boyfriend, c/n.
all though you had seen him at lunch and other classes, you couldn't wait for music class because your teacher was super chill and let the students do whatever the hell they wanted.
you grabbed your stuff and walked into the classroom and saw your bf wave at you with a drumstick.

your heart skipped a beat. it always skipped a beat when you saw his face. almost every single time you saw his stupid, cute face. the way his hair sometimes would get in his face and he'd have to blow it away or the way he'd lean on his elbow and stare at you lovingly when you were talking. it all made your heart melt.

you grabbed a seat next to him and pecked him on the neck. you didn't really like to show pda that much but you simply couldn't resist.

"hey, doll face." he grinned. oh those stupid nicknames. you didn't care if they were cringy or whatever but anything that came out of that boys mouth, you fell deeper and deeper in love with every word.

"hey, c/n." you said in a sing songy voice.

the teacher then walked in and took a seat.

"ok class, we're gonna be doing something different as to what we used to do." a sigh was let out by the majority of the people in your class.
"keep sighing but it's a small task and if you finish early you can spread out and go do whatever you want. gather around this table and i'll demonstrate what you guys have to do."

everyone started to gather around as the teacher started ruling lines on a piece of paper.
you leaned on the table watching him and c/n was behind you. he poked his drumstick on the back of your knee. you looked back at him giggling and turned your face back to the teacher.

c/n then started dragging the drumstick higher and higher above your skirt. you bit your lips and froze on the spot. you whipped your head back once you felt the drumstick on your ass.

"stop it c/n !" you hissed through your teeth.
he looked up at you mischievously, giggling silently.
that gave you butterflies. not normal sized butterflies, but massive ones the size of birds.
and you soon realised the bird sized butterflies weren't in your stomach anymore, but descending down, down down.

you played with your hair nervously and the small activity you were supposed to do seemed to be taking centuries.

you then felt c/n drag your arm and into another room far away from the one your class was in but much, much smaller.

as soon as you walked in, you almost got whiplash from how quick c/n pulled you in to kiss.
it got more passionate.
and even more passionate.
you felt yourself getting heating up and the air got thicker and hotter.

c/n pulled your shirt over your head and started kissing your tender breasts like he had not kissed you in years.
he went lower and lower, removing your skirt.
fuck.
he was too slow.

"hurry up c/n" you seethed out of breath.
"don't be so impatient". c/n smirked.
he knew exactly what he was doing.
you then felt his lips on your warmth and it was getting more and more intense as you moaned silently.

"so fucking wet y/n. looks like i'm good at my job."
he was indeed good at his job.

you looked down at his hands on your waist. veiny is the only way to describe it.

c/n's head whipped to the door. you heard the sound of shoes coming towards the room you two were in.
he quickly helped you put your skirt and shirt back on.
before you could finally catch your breath, a classmate walked in.

"what are you two doing in here ?" the classmate asked confused.
"singing". c/n abruptly answered.
"didn't hear much of that". the classmate replied and awkwardly walked out of the room.

you both slowly turned your heads to each other and giggled at what just happened.