#professor!sunghoon

professor!sunghoon tries so hard not to make it obvious that you both kissed. he keeps stealing glances at you and you respond by smiling shyly.

professor!sunghoon who tells you to meet him after class as he had something important to tell you. little did you know he had dirty intentions.

as you entered his class, he immediately locked the door behind you. “come, sit y/n” he places a hand behind your back, leading you to a chair next to his desk. you look up at him as he rests against the edge of his desk. you feel nervous as this is the first time you were alone with your professor after you both kissed. you’d be a liar if you said excitement wasn’t pooling down there. tingling sensations as you imagined what could happen. your professor adjusts his glasses before saying with concern ,”i saw your grade drop quite a bit and was wondering if the assignment was too hard?”.

you bite your lip in embarrassment, you had gotten a 56 out 100 in your argumentative essay. you have been struggling with school as you had a full time job. “uhm i just .. haven’t been doing my best work, been busy with work is all” you sheepishly say, twirling your hair. professor sunghoon was concerned with your grade but he also wanted to see you again. alone.

“i can give you a higher grade if you rewrite it, or i can give you an easy way out” your professor gives you a genuine smile, but the way his eyes looked you up and down seemed as though he had something planned. “like w-what?” you stuttered, feeling your professor's eyes wander over your body more.

“i’ll give you an 94, if you do a little something for me”. he gets in front of you, petting your head as he breathes heavily.

you can’t help but let your eyes wander on his body too. you can barely hold in your yelp as you see his big bulge, painfully sitting in his dress pants. sunghoon places a finger underneath your chin and lifts your face up. you blush furiously as the tension between you seems to be at its breaking point.

“i’ll give you a good grade if you let me fuck you on my desk” he says with heavy lust in his tone. you look up at him with flushed cheeks. he receives an immediate nod and a quiet “yes please.” sunghoon feels relief to your words. he’s about to fuck his favorite student who happens to be the prettiest thing ever? just a dream to him, really.

“please what?” he raises an eyebrow in amusement as you seem to sink into your chair in embarrassment.

“yes please, professor sunghoon”.

as if cue to your words, sunghoon lifts you up onto the desk. pushing your legs apart and settling himself in between. his cold hands running up and down your bare thighs, giving you shivers. he leans in and whispers quietly, “can i touch you more princess?”. you whine in respond, shamelessly pressing yourself against his crotch. “p-lease professor”. he pulls you in for a rough kiss, his hands gripping your hips. his hand then slides up to your neck, wrapping around as if he were going to choke you. he gives your neck a hard squeeze and you gasp lightly. sunghoon sees this as an opportunity to shove his tongue inside your hot mouth, his hands now hiking your skirt up, revealing your damp panties. you shyly broke the kiss, holding on to your professors loosened up tie to control yourself.

“whats wrong pretty? embarassed because you wet yourself?” sunghoon tries to hide his smirk as you look away with red cheeks. “i-i just haven’t felt this good in a while” you mutter. sunghoon brushes away the hair out of your face with his pointer finger. “then let me continue to make you feel this good, hm?” he replies with a caring tone which makes you immediately melt. you nod carefully which signals to him that you’re ready to resume. your professor latches his mouth to yours while unbuttoning your shirt with quickness. he pulls away to admire your lacy bra, his stare so intense you try to cover yourself but he grips your wrists.

“don’t hide yourself, you’re the prettiest thing ever” he says sternly, his finger tracing the roundness of your breasts. “thank you professor..” you then whine, pulling his tie to you. “what is it princess?” sunghoon asks in concern, his eyes full of lust but care. “just insecure is all” you bite your lip nervously, driving sunghoon insane once again.

”i’ll have to show you then how pretty you are”. your professor seems to be desperate as he slides his hands to the button of you skirt. “professor i-“ you begin but he places a finger against your lips to shush you. “do you want it?” he locks eyes with you, his other hand running down your back. “yes..” you trail off with shyness. “then? let your professor please you”.

he pulls off your skirt and dips his fingers in your panties waistband. he tugs at them lightly. “can i?” he whispers, desperation hidden in his tone. “yes sir ple-” you try to reply but are interrupted by your panties being harshly pushed down to your ankles.

he places his already dripping tip against your entrance. his eyes meeting yours to make sure you’re ready. “mm please! please fuck me professor” you plead, your words dripping with lust. professor sunghoon loses no time, pushing his entire length into your tight hole. you immediately felt your walls being stretched out by his thickness, a loud cry slipping from your plush lips. he smirks at the sound of your cry, wrapping his arms around your waist. he then starts moving painfully slow, a few pumps in and out to adjust you to his size. you try hold in your gasps, but once he starts picking up his pace, you begin to struggle. a string of soft moans escape your plush lips as he thrusts harshly.

“so tight princess, so good” he whispers into your ear, nibbling on it as he bounces you up and down on his cock. you can feel him deep in there, his thrusts just enough for you to feel his cock drag along your plush walls. you’re so wet, too wet. gushing noises as his length meets with your dripping pussy. its so dirty that you can feel your arousal grow. your professor locks eyes with you, his arms still hoisting you against the desk. your legs locked around him.

“going to go harder, ok?” he plants a kiss on your forehead as you nod shakily. your hands grip his shoulders to steady yourself. sunghoon didn’t lie, every thrust was rougher than the previous one. your moans are struggling to stay sealed in, a whiny moan escaping now and then.

“let me hear you, wanna hear how good i make you feel” he rasps out. you gingerly grab his glasses and push them back on the top of his head. you lock eyes with him, and you swear you can see love in his eyes. he laughs, making your heart skip a beat as he caresses your face.

“yes, princess?” he says with affection,

”too much” you start whimpering, feeling as though your professor’s cock was splitting you in half. “can’t take it? too much for your tiny hole huh?” he teases, slowing down and holding you in place against the desk.

“just til you come okay?” he promises, his cock twitching inside you as he waits for your answer. “i can handle it professor” you mumble, your brain already foggy from how hard sunghoon has fucked you. “my good girl” he places you on the top of the desk and begins to rub circles onto your clit. you feel yourself falling apart in his arms as he continues to give your now puffy clit attention.

“professor-” you pant out, feeling your arousal coming soon as he worked his fingers faster.

“gonna cum on my dick like the good girl you are?” he pants out as well, his cock still buried deep inside you. “h-hah, yes sir!” you cry out, feeling your pleasure build up even more. sunghoon continues to play with your clit, feeling your body tense up. you soon explode on his cock with cum. your moans so high pitched and loud, it made him laugh a bit. his hand covering now your mouth to muffle you.

your professor plants kisses on your cheeks as he pulls up your panties to dress you. he plays with your hair as you settle down after your orgasm. “i-i…” you’re not sure what to say, you were humiliated that your professor just saw how dirty you are. but do you regret it ? not at all.

sunghoon kisses you softly, tracing your nose bridge with his finger.