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Woke Up Like This • 𝖡𝖾𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 | Requested (💦)

(Requested by @Norminahfanic)

I jump awake at the sound of someone slamming their hand down on my desk. I immediately sit up and try to get rid of my blurred vision so I could see who it was that had awoken me from my slumber, about to go off on them only to coward back down when I notice that it was Miss Knowles. I gulp, all confidence leaving my body and being replaced with fear.

Miss Knowles was the strictest teacher in the school. She was known for giving students multiple weeks of detention, suspension and even had one student get expelled. I definitely didn't want to be student number 2 just for catching some z's.

"Is my class boring to you, y/n?" She asks, tilting her head to the side and quirking a brow at me. I quickly shake my head as my mouth became dry with nervousness, "n-no ma'am," I quickly stutter out.

"Then why are you sleeping in my class? Were you out partying last night? Or maybe you were staying up all night on a game with some friends..." she trailed off. I shake my head again, "I-I just di-didn't—" I was about to finish when Miss Knowles cut me off. "See me after class." She instructed while placing a piece of paper on my desk. I look at it, thinking it was a note telling me that I had detention for 5 weeks, but luckily it was just some class work.

I ignore the whispers and stares going on around me and quickly get to work, knowing that I owed Miss Knowles an apology for sleeping in her class.

• • •

An hour later and class was over. I began packing up my stuff when I remembered that I had to stay after class, Miss Knowles instructions. As soon as everyone was out of the classroom, Miss Knowles closed the door and locked it. She then went to the large windows and closed the blinds. I wondered why she was doing all of this... maybe this was code for 'you're getting detention for a year'.

She then walked back to her desk and it wasn't until she sat down when she told me to come over. I gulp and slowly drag my feet towards her desk, not wanting to know what was waiting for me there.

"Do you know why I asked you to stay after class, y/n?" She asked once I fully approached her desk. I shook my head, "n-no ma'am..."

"Because I noticed that you've been falling asleep in my class... a lot, actually. Is everything okay at home?" I nod my head. I lived alone in a small apartment that my parents paid for. The only thing that would keep me up at night was my neighbor, Sean, but he only played really loud music and fucked girls (who couldn't keep quiet) on Friday nights, so I didn't have to worry about getting up early in the morning or falling asleep in class. But for these past couple of days, I couldn't find myself to sleep all 9 hours.

Miss Knowles reached across the desk and held my hands in hers, "you know you could tell me any and everything right?" She asked, her eyes filled with sympathy, "I care for you, y/n. That's why I'm so hard on you."

"Thank you. Miss Knowles... that means a lot." I smile. She smiles back, looking me in the eyes as an sealed silence fills the room. I slowly take my hands out of hers and put them in my hoodie pocket. "Erm... can I go now?" I ask, pointing my thumb at the door. She snapped out of her trance at my question, "of course! Go ahead." She said, waving her hand in dismissal. I awkwardly chuckle and go get my things for my desk.

As I was about to leave the room, Miss Knowles called out for me. I turned around and look at her. She quickly made her way over to me and took me by surprise when she smashed her lips onto mine. My first thought was to push her off of me and quickly leave the room, but then the feeling began to feel right, and I soon found myself drowning in the kiss.

Miss Knowles broke the kiss to bring me to her desk. She sat on top of it while I stood in between her legs. She wrapped her legs around my waist to pull me impossibly close to her and connected our lips again. We continued to kiss for a bit, getting familiar with each other's mouth before pushing me back a bit so she could take off my clothes.

She took off my hoodie before getting started on my shirt when she came to an abrupt stop. She looked me in the eyes, silently asking if this was okay. I nod my head in confirmation. She smiled and continued with undressing me. She took off my shirt and then my sweatpants, stifling a laugh when she saw what underwear I had on.

"SpongeBob? Really?" She asked, looking back up at me with a quirked eyebrow. My cheeks heat up in embarrassment. "...they're comfy..." she pursed her lips together before shaking her head in dismissal and continued with what she was doing. She didn't take off my underwear, at least not yet. Instead, she dipped a finger through the waist band and felt in between my pussy lips, her facial expression, shocked, when she felt how incredibly wet I was.

"Hmm... I see you're getting off by this, huh?" She questioned, beginning to rub my nub. The feeling was euphoric, as I haven't felt this in awhile. It only made sense for my mouth to be open but for me to be completely speechless and my eyes to be squeezed shut.

"Tch tch tch. Can't even speak. How embarrassing." She teased, and dipped two fingers into my hole without warning. I gasp and lean forward, dipping my head where her neck and shoulder met. I bit down on the spot, making her gasp out just like I did and go faster with destroying my hole.

I wanted to leave a mark. I wanted her to remember this moment for as long as the mark would be there, and when it vanishes, I hope to make a new one.

We were now doing two things at once; she was fucking my hole up while I was leaving a remembrance mark. I felt my stomach tighten, and I knew I was close. I'm sure she could feel it too as my pussy was clenching and unclenching. Without permission, I came, harshly biting onto her neck, making her silently scream in pain and hopefully pleasure. I didn't want to hurt her but I also didn't want anyone to hear us—me, to be exact.

I take my head out of the crook of her neck and held eye contact with her as she helped me ride out the rest of my orgasm and slowly take her fingers out my hole, licking them clean. She then begin to take off her own pants and panties, leaving me staring at her 2nd pair of lips.

"Your turn." She seductively whispered while leaning back on her elbows. I didn't waste anytime. I hovered over her and held eye contact with her as I dipped two fingers in her wet hole. Her head fell back and her mouth flew open while she rolled her body into my fingers at the same pace I was penetrating her at.

"Yes baby, just like that—just like that," she moaned.

I continue to fuck her with my fingers like crazy, penetrating her at an impossible speed like she had done to me. Broken moans and groans came from her mouth, and to be honest, the sight made me want to cum again, but I'll wait until later. We didn't have enough time for round two, and it wouldn't be fair if only one of us got fucked.

Soon enough, I felt her pussy walls clench around my fingers, but I didn't give her mercy. She covered her mouth with her hand so she wouldn't scream as loudly and released all over my hand. I helped her ride out her orgasm as she did mine and licked my hand clean after. We then looked into each other's eyes, breathing unevenly and bodies still filled with lust and desire.

"I always wanted to do that with you." Miss Knowles admits.

"I want to do more with you." I shyly reply. She chuckled and wrapped her hands around my neck, pulling me close, "well next time, we'll have to take it off school grounds."

"I'm okay with that." I whisper before connecting our lips in a passionate and hungry kiss.