School sucks.

Jimin groans and runs a hand through his hair, looking over the essays. So he may not be their teacher anymore, but he still grades a lot of papers for the acting class. Right now he's looking at Y/n's and it's pissing him off. Not because of anything she did, but because of the tightness in his pants. She got a hundred - and no he's not biased. He tries not to look at the name until after he's done grading to make sure he doesn't go in with any biased mindsets. Whatever, back to his tight pants. He helps her study all the damn time, almost every night of the week (and ever since she went on the pill, he started getting more excited for it but shh don't tell her that). Every time they study he rewards her for doing good. If she gets perfect marks on her exams he lets her get whatever she wants. Sometimes that results in him eating her out for half an hour and other times it results in her riding him. He likes both so he can't complain.

Regardless that's not what's important. His dick has been conditioned at this rate to get hard whenever she does good. Now she got a hundred and he texted her to meet him here. It's late at night - eleven o'clock actually - he's the last one here. He's sure there's some stragglers but they're not important. What's important is he knows a corner hallway that doesn't have any cameras in it, and very few people go back there since it only leads to a single janitor's closet.

"Min?" Y/n's voice softly calls out as she enters. "Why did you ask me here so late? What if someone saw?" "Did anyone see?" he challenges. She shrugs, "I don't think so?" "Good. Follow me, leave the classroom I'll guide you." She's confused but obliges, turning and walking out. He mostly did that so she won't immediately see his boner. That would be... interesting. Poor girl is about to get railed and she doesn't even know it yet.

He guides her down the halls, making sure he doesn't touch her in case there's any security cameras around. "You're being oddly cryptic," she comments in a whisper. He shrugs, "not much to say. How are your studies?" "Good, my grades are actually up a lot. Thank you for tutoring me." Jimin softly hums, "of course, if it helps you I'll keep doing it." She looks at bit confused but doesn't question it as they walk into the back hall.

"Hey, question, is it possible for you not to make noise for like... I don't know, four to six minutes?" he whisper-asks. She's still confused, "um, sure, why?" As soon as she says that he pins her up against the wall and kisses her. Based on the way she kisses back he can tell she understands what's going on now. When they part he lets out a breath, purposefully making sure it hits her lips before he meets her eyes. "You're such a good girl, you know that?" he purrs.

She looks at him with curiosity, "what did I do?" "You got a hundred on your recent essay princess," he whispers, licking his lips, "what do you want from me? I'm at your service..." "Fuck me against the wall." He chuckles, "here? Really? We could get out of here, take it to the bathroom?" "Fuck the bathroom." "Wow, what'd the bathroom ever do to you?" She rolls her eyes and grabs the back of his head, making their lips meet again. Well shit he's not complaining he's about to get laid!

His hands grab her hips, sliding down her shorts. Being the hoe he is he goes for her ass, squeezing it. She pulls back and chuckles. "Having fun Mr. Park?" "I told you I don't want to develop a 'Mr. Park' kink. You're making that really hard." "That or you?" "You know what? Just for that I'm fucking you until you can't see straight." "Oh so you didn't do that anyway? Is that what you're saying? You're not good enough to-" He kisses her harshly, slipping her panties off. They fall to her ankles and she kicks them away, him smirking into the kiss.

Jimin pulls back and undoes his belt, pulling his pants and boxers off as fast as humanly possible. "Ready baby?" "No not really." He laughs and pecks her lips, picking one of her legs up and coming closer. Of course, being the hoe he is (part 2), he looks her in the eyes while he slowly enters her. Their eyes lock, him just sitting all the way inside her. "You gonna move?" "No I don't think so actually," he replies with a small, 'innocent' smile, "I'd rather sit here and stare at you baby." "Do I need to pin you down and ride you?" "Well shit if you're offering-" "Mr. Park!" "No not Mr. Park again!"

"You're literally inside me. Literally," she points out. "And?" "You'd rather bicker than fuck me?" "Well I can probably do both at the same time." "Do it?" she says, but it sounds more like a question. "Challenge accepted." He starts his motions, holding her thigh up against his hip while he fucks her. "Is this what you wanted sweetheart? Bickering while I fuck you so hard you can't walk?" "S-Shut up for once," she hisses, gripping his shoulders. "Oh sorry, is someone enjoying this? Hm?" "Shush." "I can easily make you shut up princess, I'd suggest you answer me."

Jimin speeds up his pace, his hips hitting her skin harshly. "Tell me baby girl, do you like the way I fuck you?" Her soft moan tells him yes but he doesn't care about that. He wants to hear her say it. "Well baby? Tell me. Am I fucking you well?" "I-I'm so giving you the silent t-treatment when we get home." Jimin laughs, kissing her while keeping up his rough thrusts. She kisses back gently, almost as if scared to kiss back fully. Poor girl is getting fucked too hard. Should he slow down? No of course not. Why would he do that? She's the one being bratty she deserves it! Joking. Probably.

He pulls back and focuses on fucking her. "I'm gonna make you say it." "Say what?" He smirks, "that I'm fucking you well." "And if I said you weren't?" "Then I'd say you're lying." He gives her a solid pump that makes her body lurch, her mouth letting a curse pass, then she moans. "See?" She glares at him, "I don't like you." He stops his movements, "oh I'm sorry, what was that?" "N-Nothing," she mumbles. "Be a good little bitch and moan for me while I fuck you, got it?" She gulps and nods. "Good girl, moan my name, scream about how good I'm making you feel."

Jimin, unable to take it any longer, completely ravages her body. She's moaning rapidly, then she seems to get confused. "I-I thought you... wanted me to be quiet," she huffs out in between thrusts. He groans, his head falling to her neck. "Do you ever stop t-talking?" Now it's Y/n's turn to be a tease. She comes up to his ear and softly moans right against his skin. That makes him stop for a moment. "You bad girl... you're really trying to tease me aren't you?" "I thought I was in charge today, didn't I get perfect marks?" "Fuck," he mumbles. She giggles, then softly moans into his ear again.

His movements go faster, sloppier. She keeps her arms wrapped around his neck as he goes harder. "Maybe next time I'll reward you," she breathlessly says. He groans in response, too caught up in the pleasure to reply. Soon enough the two of them find themselves hitting their highs, Jimin panting and moaning loudly, no longer caring if anyone's around. She's a sweaty mess but honestly that's pretty hot so he doesn't mind feeling her slick body on his. He hugs her after they're done, still heaving in as much air as possible.

"Fuck," he mutters, still quietly moaning. "Fuck is right," she agrees. She's in the same state as him: a mess. They take a solid minute to recover, getting changed and looking around to see if someone was watching like a creep. "Did we just fuck in school against the wall?" she asks. "We just fucked in school against the wall," he confirms, looking down at the floor. "Uh oh, you made a mess." "Me?!" she questions, snapping her eyes down to look.

"We should probably clean that. Leave no evidence," he suggests. She ends up agreeing and they go to the bathroom that's down the next hall, coming back and cleaning it up. Then... they hear a voice. "Hello? Is someone back there?" a male voice calls. He sounds on the older side, like in his sixties. His voice is a little rough but also kind of gentle if that makes sense. Jimin gulps and picks his girlfriend up, heading inside the janitor's closet and hiding in the corner.

There's some footsteps that come closer, so Jimin takes it the next step and hides them in between the janitor uniforms on the rack in the same corner they're standing in. The door to the closet opens, a flashlight peeking inside, but it leaves as soon as it came. There's a few more seconds of silence... then the footsteps fade away. Jimin lets out a breath, "shit that was close." "Looks like we should stay here for a bit longer, just in case," she remarks in a whisper. He hums, looking down at her, then looking around the closet. "You know this place is pretty spacious for a closet," he observes. She only seems confused, "so?" "Well we have to be here a while, right?" She raises a brow, "yeah?" He smirks, looking right into her eyes. "Then strip." "Wha-" "It's time for round 2 baby girl..." They didn't end up leaving for another hour.