Ralph Macchio imagines ♡

college professor

A/N - Imagine: You have a secret relationship with Mr Macchio ♡

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I walk into my drama class, it's my least favourite lesson.

Mr Macchio is teaching already because I'm late. 

"Y/n, do you know what time it is?" He scolds.

"Yeah I do, so what?" I sass him. 

He frowns, I love pissing him off.

"Hurry up before I give you detention" he warns.

"Boo hoo" I taunt him.

"Fine, stay after class then Y/l/n," Mr Macchio says firmly.

I grin to myself, I know what that means.

The other kids snigger at me, they think I'm in trouble.

All through class, I push his limits.

I eat, talk loudly and swear. I walk around where I'm not supposed to and annoy all the other kids.

I can't wait for after class.

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"You're really pushing me today Y/n," Mr Macchio says as he closes the door after the last student leaves.

I take a seat on his desk and take my top off whilst his back is turned.

When he faces me, his eyes widen.

"I'm sorry sir, I promise to be on my best behaviour" I pout, I know he's loving it.

He walks towards me and grips onto my waist, his fingers dig into my sides.

"I love you, Ralph," I say with a big smile.

I don't usually call him by his first name.

"I love you too Y/n" he scans my face before leaning in close and kissing me.

It's needy and harsh but I don't mind, his hands explore my body which excites me.

"You should be a good girl more often" he mumbles against my lips.

"I will sir" I giggle.

 Detention will be so much fun.