SMUT WARNING

Baek's POV

The ride was oddly familiar. I slightly remember the details from his car however being in the daylight made the setting look somewhat different. The feeling deja vu tapped into me, however, this time it was my apartment we pulled up to.

"Would you like to come in?" My voice raises a bit creating the tone as if I were telling a joke, but I knew I wasn't playing.

"I would love to." His mouth twists into a smirk. "But I don't believe I can."

Disappointment hits my heart like a truck. Why? I'm not exactly sure. I consider if I should say bye or something when Chanyeol speaks up. "Would you like me to carry your stuff inside."

I bite my lip. "Wait. Let me see if Jongin is inside or something."

It doesn't take long to dial my roommate's number. He answers on the third ring and I lift a finger to my lips signaling for Mr. Park to be quiet. "Whaddup Baek?" Jongin yawned over the phone.

"Are you home?" I cut right to the chase.

"No... Why?"

"Where are you?"

"Kyungsoos. Is something wrong?"

"Nah. I was just going to..." I trail off not knowing what excuse to use until it hit me. "Throw you a surprise! So don't come home. Kay byeee." I hung up the phone before that idiot could ask any more questions.

My attention focuses back to my teacher. "Okay. We should be good."

He exits the car and follows me to my apartment. The detergent hanging through his fingers loosely. I notice how he removes his shoes at the front respectfully and look around the petite entrance.

"Um, you can just rest those on the counter," I say quietly.

He does as he's told observing the granite counter and I smile to myself. This man reminds me of Sehun a bit. "Is there something you would like?" I walk towards the kitchen to offer what we have when a hand grips my wrist ceasing me from moving further.

"I want you." He says deeply.

I shyly pry his hands from me and let out a chuckle. "Mr. Park, you're bold."

"I'm not kidding Baekhyun. I want what we had that night. Again"

Blood rises to my cheeks and as I take a step back, he takes a step forward. I don't stop him when his hands make their way to my cheeks bringing my face up to look at him. His eyes searched for signs of consent before bending down and attaching his lips to mine.

The familiar atmosphere of him pressing against me flings my mind back to when we were in the classroom. The same reaction of lustful want masters me and I lift my arms up over his head. I feel his strong biceps wrap around my waist pulling me impossibly closer.

"Mmm Chany-." I moan out. His mouth finds its way to my neck biting at the exposed skin.

"Where's your room." His voice dominates every thought in my mind as I hazily point upstairs. "Take me there."

I unfurl myself from his body and grab his hand firmly leading him to my bedroom. Chanyeol ends up shoving me against my door frame using his tall build to subjugate me. I don't hesitate in joining our lips together in a hot sloppy kiss. Fuck, I want this man so badly. He's intoxicating.

Within seconds he's pushing me towards the bed. His overpowering aura leaves me whimpering as he lifts my shirt up bringing attention to my hard nipples with his sinful tongue. My hands wrap into his silk-like hair encouragingly trying to hold in the sounds threatening to release from my mouth.

The older man's teeth graze my skin with bites that were surely going to remain for a day or two. Holy hell that feels amazing. I groan out, a sound of want to which he stops and pulls off his shirt revealing his firm biceps connecting to his broad shoulders and muscular body.

I stare at him panting with my eyes wide open. This body I've only seen once is reappearing to take me again. Buddha? Are you blessing me with your one and only child?

I swear my heart is beating so fast as his eyes attach with mine leading down my body.

"How much time do we have?" Chanyeol stands up bringing his fingers to the origin of his pants pulling it down.

My mouth turns dry. "Jongin won't be back for a while..."

My teacher smirked. "Good." He kisses me again, slipping his tongue in my mouth teasingly. The elder's legs come up to straddle me pushing our boners against each other purposely. I let out a pleasured cry when he starts moving to grind against me.

He's teasing me? I realize after a second. I want so desperately to teach him a lesson about teasing Byun Baekhyun, however, he has total control over me today. I'll have to reprimand him another time.

My hips respond quickly, thrusting up into his.

I'm soon blessed with the sounds of Chanyeol's grunts right into my ears. And fuck those sounds are so. fucking. heavenly.

"Fuck me." I gasp out desperately. The man pushes me down, still straddling me. His muscular hands hold him up so that his angelic face hovers over mine.

"Beg for it."

My eyes widen from his request. "W-wha?"

I feel his hand reach down and rub my dick slowly. My member twitches within the palm of his hand aching for some type of release. "Beg for it like a good student yeah? Maybe I'll reward you by fucking you over my desk, good boys deserve rewards hmm?"

I have never seen myself as a person who's into kinks. Some people object, claiming that my constant usage of eyeliner, as well as my habit of wearing chokers, would probably classify under a specific kink, but I can tell you the moment he refers to me as a 'good boy' I lost it.

I pull my head back and moan thrusting up into his bare fingers. "Please..." I say in a small voice. I feel so embarrassed yet remarkably horny, it doesn't matter. "Fuck me hard Chanyeol."

Chanyeol removes his fingers in order to push down my boxers. "Lube? I don't want to hurt you."

If possible, his caring nature only makes me more aroused. I reach over to the dresser beside my bed. The one attached to the extremely cute vanity and pull out the tube. "I don't have condoms."

"I don't care." He murmurs flipping me over so that my chest was now on my bed. I hear the clasp of the lube bottle opening and closing. Cool fingers soon reach towards my heat, pushing in gently.

"I- It hurts..." I gasp as he pushes another finger in.

"It's okay baby shh." Chanyeol's voice soothes me a bit to allow him to start pumping his fingers in and out. "You're doing so good for me..." He praises which makes my little guy move excitedly.

"Can I-..." He starts and I nod cutting him off with a small, 'go ahead.'

I hear some shuffling, and then I felt it. His leaking tip glides into me halfway.

"Are you good baby?"

His bite back a moan."Yeah." Fuck why is he so charming?

His hands wrap around my waist to touch my hardened cock. His palm jerking upward as precum leaks down into his hand.

"Aah." I feel him push in further. It hurts, yet I love the feeling of his dick pressing into my tight walls. His tongue works on pleasuring me on my neck.

I honestly don't know how he's multitasking so well but I'm left feeling like putty as he claims my body with his touch.

"Look at you." He whispers biting the tip of my earlobe. "Being such a good baby."

I nod shamelessly agreeing with whatever the fuck he's saying so exotically.

"I wanna hear you moan so loud. Let me know how good I'm fucking you yea?"

I only swallow being left speechless.

His hand runs up to my throat from behind grabbing it softly. "Speak when spoken to."

"Yes Chanyeol. You make me feel so good." I moan, feeling as though I could orgasm from the simple transition of soft to harsh within seconds.

"Good." He chuckles and starts to thrust slowly grinding his dick in and out of me.

"You're still as hot as before." He grunts. "Goddamm you make me wanna do such bad things to you."

I only whimper out not being able to keep up. "Mhm."

My hands reach down to jack myself off, but my small hands don't feel as nearly as good as his thick ones.

He keeps hitting the same spot repeatedly slamming the bedhead into the wall with such force. "Baekhyun." He moans my name for the first time and I release all over my hands.

"Shit." He gasps, speeding up. "That was so..." Chanyeol dogs me down until he was cumming fiercely pulling out barely in time.

We both catch our breaths until our high came down.

I refuse to meet his eyes, not wanting to face the reality that my fucking bitch ass slept with my teacher again. What's wrong with me?

The room feels hot and the bedsheets are sticky with our fluids.

"There's a shower... Across the hall." I say awkwardly. Chanyeol thanks me awkwardly and leaves to go clean himself off.

So Kai and Jennie are dating. Holy fuck what?