professor!sunghoon x student!reader
warnings: pwp degradation dom!sunghoon & sub! reader fingers in mouth orgasm denial (f!) unprotected (wrap da b4 u get silly) spanking BICEP CHOKE!!! he’s lwk just a brat tamer
synopsis : after nearly failing his course, you’re put under mandatory tutoring with your professor park sunghoon, where your careless behavior and constant attempts to get under his skin are met with a lesson you didn’t expect to get.. maybe you shouldn’t be getting fucked by your teacher but hey..
“wrong. try again.”there’s the slightest crack in your professor -sunghoon park’s voice — irritation finally slipping through the calm mask he wears so well. you fight the urge to smirk.
getting under your usually emotionless professor’s skin has become a dangerous little hobby of yours.
the way his jaw tightens when you kick your feet against his shin beneath the table. the look he gives you when you show up thirty minutes late to tutoring like he isn’t sacrificing his own time to help you. every tiny reaction feels addictive.
“are you even paying attention to me?”
his voice is soft. too soft. somehow worse than yelling.
for the past ten minutes he’s been explaining the same equation while you stare blankly at the paper, but you haven’t been looking at the numbers at all.
you’ve been looking at him.
his sleeves rolled to his forearms. his hair slightly messy now from running his hand through it in frustration. his glasses pushed crooked on the bridge of his nose.
completely losing patience with you.
“i am,” you murmur, slowly biting down on the pen he handed you earlier. “just not to the equation, mr. park.”
his eyes narrow instantly.
for a second, his expression falters — just enough for you to notice — before he straightens in his chair again.
“young lady,” he says sharply, “you are my student. act like it.”
you lean forward onto your elbows, smiling sweetly.
“or what, mr. park?” you tease. “gonna punish me for acting out?”
his chair scrapes loudly against the floor as he stands, walking around the table until he’s beside you. your breath catches despite yourself.
“you think this is a game?” he says quietly.
the proximity alone is suffocating.
“you think acting cute is gonna get you whatever you want?”
his hand plants against the table beside you, trapping you in before he leans down slightly.
“you want attention so badly?” His voice drops lower.
“i’ll show you some fucking attention baby”
you open your mouth to speak but before you can make a comeback
his fingers are in your mouth the other hand holding your face in place one of his knees between your thighs pressing against your heat.
“suck. suck on them now” your mouth moves before you can even think about it. he lets out a low laugh, “no snarky retorts from you hm?”. his free hand tugging on your hair softly getting a feel you let out a soft whimper at the painful pleasure. “so obedient now, what happened to my bad student. or are you just horny now?” you let out another whimper, he roughly pulls his fingers out of your mouth—his hand slides between your thighs feeling you through your panties,
“so fucking wet already” he pushes the fabric aside sliding a finger into your tight heat triggering another sound from you, the moan echoing in his office he slaps your thigh
“be quiet—you want everyone to know you want your professor to fuck you?” you shiver at the thought but it’s soon consumed by the pleasure of his fingers stretching you out,
his fingers hitting spots inside of you that yours never could although sunghoon wouldn’t let you feel release all so soon, after all you’ve given him hell — once he feels you starting to clench around his fingers he pulls them out leaving you to whine out at the loss, sunghoon swiftly flips you over bending you for him “not so sassy now are you hm?”
he spanks one of your behind—you cry out
“count them brat” he spanks again “one, keep counting”—he spanks harder as you struggle to keep up one hand spanking you roughly the other unbuckling his belt before he pulls out his hard cock, pressing against your red cheek tapping his leaking tip on the skin.
he smirks satisfied with the discipline he gave you, “good, now you’ll listen hm?” — he slams into you balls deep inside your wet cunt “too much!” you scream, he pulls you up by your hair to cover your mouth the sound of your scream echoing in the empty lecture hall wrapping his thick bicep around your neck squeezing just enough to make you feel that warm dizziness “bite on it baby” he commands
you comply immediately and he begins to fuck you at an unimaginable pace, balls slapping against your clit you bite harder
his grunts like music to your ears “so fuckin tight f’me hm?” he drills into you like a dog
your moans muffled into his veiny bicep hair messy as you begin to clench around him again he groans at the sensation “cum with me baby,” his bicep squeezing you tight triggering your release
he spills thick white ropes of cum onto your walls burying himself to the hilt untangling his arm from your neck pressing you down to bury his load deeper into you “such a good little cum dump for your professor” — “gonna bump that grade up for my favorite student” he teases before pulling out of you spanking your ass one last time , “get dressed before you get me in trouble” he squeezes you lightly” you stumble off to grab your clothes thighs sticking together..
but at least you can pass now right..?
hiii thank you sosososo much for all the love on my last fic! i hope this meets the bar again lol
pls rec any fic ideas 😵💫 i plan to work on a tutor jake! ver of this lol
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