Baekhyun's POV

Class is finally over and Junmyeon, already knowing about my relationship with Mr. Park, made up some lie so that way our friends didn't question my whereabouts while I flirt with my teacher boyfriend. 

"I locked the door." He reassures me.

I refused to touch Chanyeol after class without making sure the doors are locked first. The situation that occurred with Junmyeon really frightened me and I've been sure to be more cautious this time around. My boyfriend comes closer pulling me into his arms and attaching his lips to my neck immediately. 

"Baekhyun." My name escapes his mouth like a puff of smoke. 

I push Chanyeol back into his seat and sit myself on his desk. "Shouldn't you be grading essays." I taunt playfully. 

"Hmm I should." Chanyeol's large hands grab onto my thighs. "But I have this thing to take care of. It's on my desk." He cups my cheeks bringing me down to his level to attach our lips. 

Our mouths mold together in a passionate and slow kiss. Chanyeol slips his sinful tongue into my mouth which I accept gracefully putting my arms around his shoulders. I want him closer. I want him on me, and in me. It's been almost two weeks since I became his boyfriend, which isn't a long time but being in his arms it feels like it's been forever since I've tasted him. 

I moan once his hand comes up to rub me through my jeans and I'm having a mental debate whether he should fuck me over his desk or not. The mere thought of Chanyeol's strong arms bending me over only made me hornier. With each stroke, I whine into the older man's mouth needing more. 

Quickly, He undoes my pants allowing my pink member to flip out. 

"You're so hot Baek-" Chanyeol's voice has become raspier only increasing the amount of lust I have for him. His fingers playfully roam over the tip, and he watches as it grows harder in his hand, and the smallest of clear to white liquid pools slowly from it. 

The warm and soft flesh from his fingers wraps perfectly around my dick moving it up and down at a slow pace. It's a struggle to keep my breathing to a minimum but it feels so damn good.

"I need you," I whine placing my smaller hands on his larger ones.

With a deep chuckle, Chanyeol continues to jack me off. "Not here, but I will please you." Before I know it, the man is on his knees. With an index finger, he pulls at the top buttons of his shirt which revealed his tan chest to me. It doesn't take long before his beautiful tongue is on me, tasting every part of my skin. I shiver even though my body is burning with lust. 

My hands go to his hair, fisting a bunch of it in my hands before pushing him down to take my cock fully into his mouth. I breathe out his name while he comes up and goes back down. "Keep doing that," I beg. The brunette opens my legs wider across the desk as if he too, were needing more of me. His mouth turns me into a gasping mess and I'm pretty sure I'm flushed red across my cheeks to my ears, yet I can't resist the way my body aches for him. 

I try to push him off, warn him that I'm going to come but he grips my hand in his. Making sure our fingers were intertwined, Chanyeol sucks on the tip and I'm cumming. merely from the sight of his exposed chest while he's on his knees. To satisfy me. 

I reach down and use my thumb to wipe up some of it from his lips and wipe it on my jeans. His hard-on is currently visible through his pants. 

"I can't help it Baek, turn around." 

With a smirk, I hop off of the polished desk and do exactly as I'm instructed. "What are you going to do Mr. Park?" I ask even though I damn well know what my boyfriend is doing. 

"I'm going, to give my favorite student what he deserves." The words trail to my ears like music. 

He reaches into his satchel and pulls out the necessities. 

"Why do you keep lube and condoms in your bag!?" I give him a questioning look. He pushed my head away from him, a bit more aggressive than necessary. But I like him aggressive so I don't mind. 

"Since we started dating. I have to be prepared right?" The thin fabric of his shirt presses into my back. The scent of soap and some cologne intoxicates me as soon as something enters me from behind. His fingers. 

I grip the edge of the desk as he pumps me patiently, occasionally adding another digit. Though his member is hardened against me. 

"You can do it now." I manage. 

With my permission, it doesn't take long before I'm enduring the painful size of Chanyeol's length. His contented moan against my neck is worth every second of it. I want him to say something, to talk dirty like he occasionally does. 

"Feels good?" He asks as if he read my mind.

Words can't describe the feeling of Chanyeol's dick sliding in and out of me. It's a savoring feeling, I don't ever want to stop. Realizing I haven't answered, two hands grip my hair, pushing my body back into his. 

"Does it?" He murmurs placing bites on my jaw. 

"Yes. Mr. Park, it feels great... I need more." I admit bending down a bit more. 

"You're so perfect for me Baekhyun." 

With those words, I melt into my boyfriend while he pounds me onto his desk until I'm screaming his name and releasing into his palm. Chanyeol whispers sweet nothings and dirty commands beside me. Our perspiration mix where our bodies meet and Chanyeol moans from his pretty little mouth while he finishes. 

He gives us a moment to come down from the intense situation we ended up in before helping ne clean up the mess.

"I didn't hurt you, right?" Chanyeol's concern brings a smile to my face. I shake my head as I pull my pants back up.

"You were great." I reassure him. "As always."

With a cheeky, yet shy smile, Chanyeol lifts my backpack which contained mostly journals for the classes I take today. He hands it to me. "Now go before I fuck you again."

I kiss him one more time. Ugh I just can't get enough.

He returns the kiss just as passionately, using his tongue to slide against mine. "I should have a class starting soon." He stops it to my dismay.

"Me too." I just realize I spent the majority of my lunch break here. Oopsie.

With a peck on the cheek, I leave English and it just enters my mind how I haven't seen Sehun all week.

I wonder if he's mad at me or perhaps just sad? He tends to go through a quiet phase every once in a while but he always has me to accompany him in the process. Without him it feels lonely.

I check my watch. It's twenty after one so he should be in the library.

And so he was. I spot him immediately. His tuffed hair fringes over into his face, and his nose into a book about photography.

"Hey Sehunnie." I say to my bestfriend wrapping my hands around his arm.

"Hey Baek." Sehun doesn't even look up.

"What happened?" I try not to frown, but can't help it. Sehun gently pushes my hands off of him, but as gentle as he was, it still broke my heart that he was purposely staying away from me.

"Nothing that you can fix." He answers scooting away from me. "I have to go." He leaves.

I have my U.S History EOC next wednesday ew.