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Summary: Y/n speaks out of turn in class, her filthy mouth giving her more than just a slap on the wrist - but a detention with her favorite teacher. Ethan finds himself at a loss when he falls back into the same mistake he vowed to never make again. He just can't shake her loose.
Warning: The dirtiest of smut
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It was a week before Ethan saw her again. The short break they had before the last week of class was much needed. When he laid his eyes on her soft features once again, he found it difficult to avert his eyes. It was tradition to give the girls a full week to mule over their studies before finals to catch up and make sure they can have all the knowledge crammed into their heads before they returned to take those dreaded tests awaiting them. Normally, he would be excited to come back into the classroom and get the year finished off with a bang, but he had other things on his mind this time around. He had her on his mind.
He could see the knowing look on her face where she sat in the back, her delicate legs crossed, foot bouncing lazily while she chewed on the end of her pencil near the eraser. Her bright doe eyes trained on him with no shame, only knowledge about what glorious sight remained under the suit he was wearing. It made him squirm more than he would like. She had this glimmer in her eye that screamed about what they had done, and if you looked hard enough, they would tell the full story to anyone that would listen. He could tell she was itching to come clean, tell someone about how he fucked his student into his desk and had the nerve to face her again. It made him more nervous than he'd been when she sunk onto his lap for the first time a week ago.
He panicked all week, worried that someone had found out about their dirty little secret and was waiting for the right moment to pounce. He figured maybe he wouldn't be able to trust her to not tell one of her friends, brag about seducing her teacher out of everyone. Gloat that she could nail him. Just a rumor at an all girls school could end him. Of course, there had been plenty of speculations made about him, but never ones involving another student. They were comments about how big his dick might be, how he'd look with them bent over their desks, thrusting into them hard and deep. He's even confiscated several notes being passed in class about such speculations.
The young girls at the school were...bold to say the least. When they wanted something, they made it as obvious as they could. He doesn't want anyone to think he's a prude because that's not the case. He loves sex, adored it, craved it more than he thought he should. He didn't want to entertain these girls' fantasies of his dick ripping them in two because it wouldn't happen. Not until her at least. He was flattered that these girls thought of him that way - boosted his ego if he's being honest - but he kept that to himself, gave himself a moment to smile about it while he washed his dishes after dinner or laid in bed thinking about the next day. He gave himself a second to feel at least a little cocky over having the girls pining after him and then he was done.
