TaeTen Drabbles

𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 ;)

"Is everything okay back there?" asked the teacher who was constantly being disturbed by a sound of giggle.

"Yes sir" said Taeyong who had his hand on Ten's thighs.

"Yong, will you PLEASE let go of my poor thigh? Its not tickling anymore, it hurts now." Ten pleaded whispering and emphasising the word "please"

"Pfft. Bitch you thought" Taeyong said and turned his head toward the front.

Ten hissed. For a second he thought he'd literally moan if Taeyong continues.
He looked at Taeyong and surprisingly the dude didnt look like he was teasing someone under the table. Instead he had this serious expression spread all over his face.

"I swear,,, had it not been a chemistry class, I'd have bunked" Ten thought.

"Rather than getting teased huh?" Taeyong whispered.

"what the fuck?" Ten said quietly.
"Did I say that out loud?" He added.

"Your eyes tell" said Taeyong.

"Who is this irritating human being, just can't keep his mouth shut. Who is whispering?" The teacher shouted looking straight at Ten making him to change his expressions to normal for the fear of getting caught.

"This would be fun" Taeyong whispered in Ten's ear as soon as the teacher faced the board again.

Taeyong slowly moved his left hand in circular motions on the inner side of Ten's thigh as his right hand penned down the notes from blackboard.

It felt like Taeyong's hand has a mind of its own. Maybe because Taeyong knows how to pressurise and tease the younger. He then unzipped Ten's pants and slid his hand further in.

On the other hand, Ten's mind went short wired. He could just not resist to let out the unordinary sounds from his mouth but they were in the middle of an iMpOrTaNt class. He pressed his lips together, hard enough for them to slowly turn pale.

As Taeyong did wonders under the table, here Ten got into a situation worse than before. The teacher asked him a question, the answer to which he proudly knew but couldn't make up his mind to do something to this oh so obvious boner he had now.

Taeyong smirked as he watched the younger stuck in such a BAD situation. As Ten struggled to stand up, he brought a notebook near and covered the boner.

For once Taeyong tried to snatch the notebook off his hands but couldn't as Ten answered the question nicely yet stammering in between.

"Very well" the teacher said and asked Ten to sit down.

"Acting smart huh" whispered Taeyong mockingly.

"Please stop" Ten pleaded but Taeyong already placed his hand on his unzipped pants again.

"Not any time sooner" Taeyong smirked.

He slightly pulled down the chain and held Ten's firm dick in his hand. Luckily they were the only ones sitting in the last row and no one else sat around the area through which they could possibly notice them.

As the teacher moved further with his explanations about the Molecular Orbital Theory, beads of sweat appeared on Ten's forehead.

Looking at the way Ten was nicely controlling his mouth, Taeyong decided to level up.
He slowly stroke his dick once, maximising the heat pooling between them.

Ten lowered his head and let out a muffled moan which was loud enough for Taeyong to hear.

"Not satisfactory" whispered Taeyong.

"Mmh.. Yong, p-please st- mmhhh.. stop!" Ten managed to complete his sentence whilst trying not to moan aloud.

"Give me that satisfying moan, I'd let go" said Taeyong with a luscious grin.

Ten closed his eyes shut still lowering his head so as to not let the teacher notice him sweating when all of the air-cons were working on 19°.

"Mmhhh.. mmh.." Ten couldn't think of anything else and as stupid as it might be but to let out a satisfactory moan to please Taeyong in order to get rid of the torture but the older had something else in mind.

"Louder" said Taeyong still stroking but now at a slight faster pace.

"Dont forget to copy down the notes too" he added making it worse for Ten.

Ten lifted his head up and wiped all the sweat from his forehead before resuming to write the notes.

The process of looking toward the board, then back at notebook and then at Ten seemed to be troublesome so Taeyong fastened the pace making the younger male hitch.

"That's w..ay t- too f-ast..." whispered Ten.

"Dont worry i wont let you release just yet kitten" Taeyong grinned as he pressed his thumb on the tip which was covered with precum and moved it in a circular motion.

"No.. d-dont do th-that hh.. mmhhh.." Ten was struggling real bad now. The liquid inside was urging to ooze out but Taeyong's thumb didn't let it.

Realising what might happen if Ten releases his liquids here, Taeyong slowed his pace relaxing each of Ten's nerves. Ten was at peace once again but the warm sensation still made him moan softly.

Ten bit hard on his lower lip as Taeyong zipped his pants and brought his lips near his ear.

"Lets resume after this class, i dont want no room cleaners to wipe your holy liquid" whispered Taeyong.

"Okay class this is it for today, make sure to submit the assignment in time" said the teacher and walked out of the classroom.

Taeyong and Ten looked at each other, wide eyed.

"THE ASSIGNMENT!!!!" both of them yelled together after realising they didn't solve even a single page of the 10 paged assignment booklet.

Procrastination, they said :)