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“Could you just close the door and come over here? You have no reason to rush out, I didn’t post your grade. I want to discuss it in person.”

You swallowed hard at his words but did as you were told, closing the classroom door and going over to his desk. He was looking through the stack of students’ sketchbooks on his desk, presumably for your own. He pulled one of of the stack and laid it in the middle of his desk, and you froze. 

You could feel all color draining from your face once you noticed which sketchbook he had pulled out of the pile. There was a Hello Kitty sticker stuck to the top right corner of it, indicating it was your sketchbook.

Your personal sketchbook.

word count: 10.1k

genre: fluff & smut (a lot of soft/domestic stuff, concludes w smut)

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“I’ll Let You Know”

Summary: You have feelings for your English teacher

Pairing: Kim Namjoon/ Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 1.9k

A/N: This one is a little raunchy

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It was your freshman year of college, and you never been more stoked. You were so ready for fresh college boys, mature boys, not dumb high school boys who were inexperienced.

As soon as you graduated, you decided to break things off with your boyfriend. You didn’t want any commitment, you wanted to have fun in college. That is what college is about right?

You walked in your first class of the day, English & Literature. You didn’t mind the class but it was a pain.

As soon as you entered, the classroom was packed with seats that could fit 100 students.

The only available seats were the ones in the front, typical.

Lucky enough you got into the same college as your three best friends and was even rooming with one. You felt like everything was working out just the way you want it.

“Okay class settle down.” He said in English.

“I’m Professor Namjoon.” He bowed as he put his stuff on his desk.

Holy shit! You thought.

“Hot stuff.” You whispered to your friend and she winked. Your other friend just rolled her eyes. She was your black sheep friend, more quiet then the rest of you.

You stared at your teacher biting your lip. He was gorgeous, tall, handsome, the cutest dimples you have ever seen.

“Stop drooling.” Your quiet friend Sam whispered to you.

“I’m just wondering how young he goes for.”

“Are you seriously thinking about screwing your teacher?”

“Maybe.” You winked at your friend.

“It’s not like he’s old Sam.” Your other friend Joy leaned over you to speak. “He doesn’t look older then twenty-five.”

“It’s still forbidden.” She argued back.

“It’s not like we will get caught.” You spoke.

“Your acting like you’ve already slept together.” Sam rolled her eyes.

“Trust me we will.” When there is a guy you want, you never seem to fail in succeeding. You always get what you want.

“Ladies.” The hot professor smiled at you and put his finger over his lips to signal you to be quiet.

You smiled back when you saw his dimples. The site already making you feel weak.

-

It’s been two weeks since your first day and things have escalated quickly. The party’s for one, almost every night there was a party at some frat house. They were always fun and the boys would constantly hit on you but none of them were good enough. You couldn’t get Prof. Namjoon out of your head.

The bell was ready to go off any minute and you figured now would be a good time to make your move.

As soon as the bell rang, you took your time gathering your stuff.

“You coming?” Jenny said.

“I’ll catch up.” You winked causing your other friends except Sam to laugh.

As soon as the classroom was empty you followed through walking up to your teacher. “Professor?” You sweetly asked.

“Miss (Y/L/N), is it?” He knew your name. He knew your name out of hundreds of students.

You nodded. “What can I do for you?”

He smiled. Those dimples.

“I’m struggling sir….I think I need a tutor.”

“Okay, I’ll see what I can do.”

“Sir may I request that you will be my tutor?” He looked at you surprised.

“You are the only person I feel who can actually teach correctly.” You bit your lip.

“I see.” He bit the inside of his cheek. “I have another class around 3, but I’ll be in my office around 4.” He pointed to his office. It was just a small room off the classroom.

“Thank you sir.” You walked out excited, almost like you were skipping.

-

You got ready for your tutor session. You wore a short skirt and flowy crop top.

As soon as you got there, his late class was just leaving.

“Hey Miss (Y/L/N).” You smiled as you walked into the classroom.

“You can just call me (Y/N).”

When you got closer you saw his eyes widen at your outfit. “Okay have a seat.” You sat down in the first row and he took the seat next to you.

It was pretty obvious you didn’t need the tutoring, your grades were always above average but you also felt like you learned a lot from Namjoon.

You were studying with him for a half hour now and you only got as far as little hints of sexual action, like flipping your hair, biting your lip, touching up your leg but nothing seemed to crack. He wasn’t interested. You weren’t sure in general or because of the student-teacher rule.

As you were packing your stuff, you were actually curious about him in general. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.” He put his stuff in his bag.

“Just curious of how old you are because you look too young to be a teacher, yet a college professor.” You smirked. He looked at you, then down blushing.

“I’m 24.” He got up from the desk. “I graduated school pretty early.”

“So are you like a genius.” You bit your lip again.

He laughed. “I don’t know, I guess you can say that.”

“Thank you for helping me, tomorrow same time?”

“Sure.”

-

“How did it go?” Joy asked.

“He’s a tough one to crack.” You thought.

“Is there finally a guy that you can’t get?” Sam said sarcastically.

“Oh no, just need a few more sessions.” You smirked.

“Your nuts.”

-

And it did, it’s been a week since you started studying with Namjoon. You felt like he was slowly getting more distracted by your teasing. You were also getting impatient, you were holding yourself for him, it’s been a month since you last had sex.

“How do you say this?” You pointed to some random word you saw in the English book.

“Otorhinolaryngologist.” He said perfectly in English.

“How about this word.” As you leaned over, you purposely dropped your phone in front of your desk.

You got up retrieving your phone and bent over away from him to pick it up. Risky move, you thought. You made sure to wear an extremely short skirt so when you bent over, he could clearly see your lace panties.

When you made your way over to your desk he look flushed. He looked at his watch getting up.

“I think that’s all we have time for today.” He walked over to his desk inside his office part of the classroom.

You made it to the door frame leaning on the door. “What’s wrong, it’s only been 20 minutes?”

“I realized I forgot to take my dog out this morning.” You laughed from his failed attempt to lie. He clearly said the first thing to pop into his head.

“I thought you were a genius and you come up with that.” You smirked.

“What do you mean?” He questioned.

You walked up to his desk closer. “You don’t want to admit that there is something here.” You were only millimeters away.

You put your hand on his shoulder to push him down in his chair. “No one will know.”

As you straddled his lap, you immediately started kissing his neck. You can tell he was nervous, but he wasn’t stopping you.

You rocked your hips to create some friction. You can feel his length getting harder underneath you. “Have you ever done it with a student before?”

Just then he pushed you off, causing you to sit on his desk that was behind you. He placed himself in between your legs and brought his lips to yours aggressively. You wrapped your legs around his waist to bring him closer.

You could feel the thin layer between your legs already soaked. You moaned when he slide his hand up your shirt.

He stopped out of the blue, keeping his forehead aligned with yours. You were both breathing heavy from the quick sexual tension. “This is wrong.” He closed his eyes.

“No it’s not…your not that much older then me.” You laughed. “Who cares about title’s.”

You started to tug on his belt to unbuckle it. “Fuck it.” He kissed you hard and desperately. He was the best kiss you ever had. Experienced, like you wanted.

You finished unbuckling his belt, pulling his zipper down. You reach your hand through the opening of his slacks, rubbing him outside of his boxer briefs. He tugged on the bottom of your shirt and stopped kissing you for a second to pull it up.

You started to rub your hand quicker causing him to moan as he kissed your neck. You needed him.

You went ahead and pulled your panties down to signal you needed him right now. You grabbed a condom from your bag and ripped the wrap open. You watched him get himself ready for you. You rolled on the condom making him squirm a bit.

As he lined himself up with you, you wrapped your legs around his waist bringing him closer.

“Fuck.” You quietly moaned as soon as he pushed inside of you. His size was not what you were expecting, but the pain was tolerable. He started thrusting into you before you were ready. You leaned your back on his desk as he pounded into you. You never felt more alive. You watched as the rocking of the desk kept knocking off pictures, books, etc.

You grabbed on to the edge of the desk, to hold on from his rapid pace. You grabbed the end of his tie bringing him closer so you can embrace him with a kiss. You kissed him immensely, feeling the butterflies in your stomach. A few more thrust and you could feel the ecstasy flooding through your head to your toes. You were going to release any second.

You can tell he was close from his sloppy movements. He stood up from kissing you and held your hips down on the desk. He slowed down his pace but instead pulled out slowly and then jerked himself back in quickly. The pleasure sent you over the edge immediately, feeling your toes go numb. This was the best orgasm you ever had.

You were a moaning mess as your orgasms was passing through. Your sweet sounds had Namjoon finally reaching his climax, you felt his warm liquid release into the condom. You tried to steady your breathing as you laid on his desk. When you looked up at Namjoon he was tired as well. You watched him as he pulled out of you and tossing the condom in the trash.

As he pulled his pants back up, you also got your underwear back on and started to place his things back on his desk. “Hide the evidence.” You smirked.

“This doesn’t leave this room.” He looked at you.

“What if I wanted to go to your house.” You bit your lip.

“I’ll let you know.” He surprised you by pulling you into a kiss. It was slow and tender. It was beautiful.

You knew you didn’t want this to end here once like you usually do. You wanted to keep seeing him. You had fallen for your teacher and it was forbidden.

-

The next day you went to class with your friends like usual. “So how did it go?” Jenny asked just as you saw Namjoon enter the classroom. You blushed as you watched him walk up to you.

“You left this here yesterday.” He smiled. He handed you your notebook, when you opened it you noticed a sticky note attached to the first page.

-’Meet me here tonight at 7’-

Followed by an address. You could tell it was a nearby location. You looked up at him, he smirked at you as he turned around towards the board.

“You guys really did it?” Joy interrupted your thoughts.

You blushed looking at the note again. “It was amazing.”

-

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⊹ ⋆ ꒰ఎﾟMOODBOARD ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹

professor!rick grimes x student!reader

“c’mon, doll” his deep voice called for you as you finished packing up your books. “let’s go home” his hand was extended to you and you smiled immediately, running to him and hiding your face on his chest in a big hug.