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Ken Kaneki didn’t know how his life reached that point, where debauchery had taken over and he welcomed it to some point, he had finally gotten the role he wished for, becoming a respectable professor in Tokyo’s university at the age of 31, he had done his very best, working alongside other professors for long enough too- 

And now, somehow, he had fallen into the worst predicament possible. 

“Kaneki-san, are you sure you don't want to come with us for dinner and drinks? I'm not lying to you, the majority of the faculty members are going, it would be a great bonding experience since we have quite a few new people joining in, including you." Rize Kamishiro, a fellow professor, asked him, both her hands on his desk, nudging for his answer, her smile sultry, cute but it couldn’t hide the underlying meaning. 

There would've been a time where Kaneki would've accepted the offer more than happily. Rize was a beautiful woman that captured his interest quickly, the first time he saw her, but his interest was deviated the same week he met her when his eyes met someone else’s, someone he shouldn't even be involved with but it had accidentally happened already.

"I... am truly grateful for the offer, Rize-san-" He cleared his throat suddenly. "But I had... plans for the night, so it won't be possible for me to join you." He said, glasses sitting well on the bridge of his nose, elbows on the desk and an innocent smile to throw away any suspicion, the slight reddening of his ears was obviously because of her… right? 

He was in deep shit, there was cold sweat on the outside and heated fury brewing inside of him, contrasting all around, the fear of losing the job he worked so hard to get and the thrill of having a student of his underneath his desk, her lips wrapped around his cock and her tongue working her way around him while someone else stood less than a meter from him completely ignorant of his circumstances.

"Really?” She seemed defeated by his answer. “I really thought this could've been a way for us, especially, to get to know each other." She said, her lips in a slight pout and her shoulders fell as she straightened up.

"I’m sorry, Rize-san. We could do another time-" He coughed to mask the hiss when he felt nails digging into his thighs, probably deep enough to draw blood.

"Are you okay?" Rize asked with a frown.

"Just fine, don't mind." He said. "I still need to finish some work, Rize-san, may I ask...?" "Oh surely, I'm sorry for bothering-" "You're not! Truly, it's just right now is not the right time." He said, smiling through the pain he was feeling and the thrill of his orgasm reaching. 

She hummed, hand to her chin in a thinking pose. "We could, you know… you have my number if you want to get together with just the two of us." She smiled mischievously, her bosom slightly pushed up by her arms as she leaned forward. 

"I'll leave you to work, have a good night Kaneki-san!" She twirled, her hair flowing in the air till she was out of the door without missing the last glance she gave him and closed the door.

"Shit- ah!" He let his head fall back in the chair, pushing it back so he gave his student space, ridiculously as the scene was. 

"Kirishima." He hissed her name, saying it through his teeth. 

She was kneeling down on the floor, her knees were burning and red from the position, her forearms on his legs as she scooted over with him, escaping the small space of his wooden desk. "I thought you were forgetting who was here with you, sensei." Her hand tightened around his shaft, making him hiss in the process. “You were so taken in your conversation with Kamishiro-sensei.” 

Her face was in a frown, looking at him with a glare. "You shouldn't be here to begin with, Kirishima." He bit back.

She hummed, her tongue licking up from the base to the tip from underneath his hard cock. "Mhm… say my name, sensei, and I don't know if you truly think so..." Her lips wrapped around the top again, her hand stroking the part her mouth couldn't cover.

"You're talking back a bit too much, this was too risky-" He hissed. "Fucking you was an accident- Ah!"

"Be careful, sensei, the door is not locked." She smirked, her lips glistening. "And it wasn't an accident, it was a deliberate choice." She pushed herself up, leaning towards him. "Old man, you approached a young girl sitting alone in a bar, used your sweet words, innocent face and got me in bed in a hotel room." She climbed on his lap, her skirt up on her waist, her heat pressing against his hardness. 

"My words worked- and I didn't know you would've been my student-" He stopped when she started to move her hips. "Or that you would use it against me." A lie, it’s not like he couldn’t have denied it, this was a lapse of judgement, a continuous one, but just one.

She moaned, the squelching of her slick rubbing against him, right in between her folds, she pressed down as she could to get the friction she needed to find some relief. “Sensei, how many more times have we slept together since then?” She whispered in his ear, her lips grazing his earlobe, shivers going through his body and his cock twitching at the breathing on his skin. Her hips rocked back and forth, lifting till the tip actually grazed her entrance, he felt her clenching around nothing, waiting for him to fill her. 

His hands from gripping the handles of his chair, went to her hips guiding her movements on top of him. “Touka-chan.” The way her eyes glistened and her cheeks reddened pulled on his heartstrings, she was cute and needy, a mistake at the beginning, but he loved seeing her so dishevelled for him over and over, it was a sight he grew accustomed to, that he liked-

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