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favorite professor. soccer captain. heart-throb. cocky. mysterious. flirty. dominant.
known for his charm in the classroom and chaos at night. respected by students by day, but after dark he’s all danger, drinks, and desire.
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shifting his weight as Oliver's fingers deftly work the belt buckle. his hand moves to cover Oliver's, guiding it lower to wrap around the growing bulge beneath the boxers. moaning softly as he felt the students teeth sink into the material of his boxers.
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❝ Fuck! ❞
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licking on his lower abs as a response. fingers undoing the belt and lowering those jeans.
“nice thighs”
he flirted again, biting on his still hidden cock.
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playing with the younger one’s hair as he felt his lips trailing down his body, moaning softly as he pulled hard on his hair. feeling himself throbbing behind the belt already.
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❝ Trust me, once you set my dick free, I might fuck your filthy mouth. ❞
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he wanted to explore that body he’d been thirsting over for weeks.
leaving hot kisses until he was on his knees, facing his crotch.
“let’s see what you’re packing, prof”
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slowly backing off from the hungry kiss, Cole placed his right hand on Oliver’s head, playing with his hair a little before pressing it lower whilst unbuttoning the rest of his shirt with his other, leaning against the table behind him, to get comfortable as he nodded.
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kissing him with that hungry pink tongue of his, while his fingers raised up his teacher’s shirt.
hating it, in that moment.
“okay, prof”
he obediently answered.
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keeping his lips on the younger one’s lips, moving in sync and roughly as he grabbed the other one’s butt through his pants to squeeze his cheeks, breathing low.
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❝ Lube it with your spit, I’ll play with your little hole after I bend you over the desk. ❞
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he stood on his feet, now dangerously close to his professor.
“played with… yes. without holding back”
and then, stealing a horny kiss, from the older man’s lips.
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eyebrows lifting up, obviously the student had one intention with him, and he didn’t mind it at all. leaning in more, to whisper to the other one in front of him as he squeezes his own crotch.
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❝ A horny little man, that need to be played with, right? ❞
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rolling his eyes.
“what can i say… i’m just a horny little man”
one hand squeezing between his legs, not holding back now that it was clear that pervert of a professor was interested.
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he glances at the hand on his biceps, flexing a little more for the other to feel the strength. forcing a few more button to be opened with his other hand of his shirt.
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❝ ‘Really big’ is your academic conclusion? You seem far more interested in me than the lecture. ❞
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nodding, eyes staring at those muscles rather shamelessly.
“brain got more interesting things to think about”
dated to touch one of his biceps.
“you’re really big”
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❝ Not having the best grades to say you’re clever, distracted much in my lessons, right? ❞
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flexing his biceps a little, two buttons of his shirt open to show off his defined chest, eyes scanning over the young student in front of him. lips being licked seductively.
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sitting a bit more comfortably on the chair.
“well, i told you, teach. we are young and clever”
he smirked, checking on him.
“and i loved how often you post your body without all these clothes you force yourself to wear, here.”
——— 𝓓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐘
fresh out of college temptation. flirt.
fave babysitter in the neighborhood.
best big brother you can dream of.
limitless. esp / eng & bottom.
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❝ Hmh. How did you find my social medias, and what do you like about them the most? After that we can talk about your grades. ❞
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smirk curving on the corner of his lips, starting at the student when he lend over the table.
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❝ Are you just staring or are you able to speak, too? ❞
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slowly stepping towards the student‘s table, looking straight into the other one‘s eyes as he pushes his fist on the table as he saw him looking at him like a puppy.
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