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warning - smut.
⊰ 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅 ⊱

oh yes, another friday with another detention.
both of us.
best part, it was friday and noen was in a skirt.
i sat behind him in his normal seat just silently watching him as he doodled on his paper.
how did we get in this position?
take a look-

flashback

it was 1:34 pm.
noen and i were already in hot water with the chem teacher.
we spent most of class joking and giggling like children.
"noen. pssst noen."
"what?"
"moan."
"moan?"
"yeah, moan."
then he moaned. 
it was quiet but it got a few people's attention. 
after he moaned, i did too.
"uh! daddy!" 
we both giggled.
"mm! ah!" noen moaned. "yo, who the fuck is moaning." he asked.
everybody looked back and laughed.
then, we both got really loud with it.
i started banging on the table and moaning as he threw his head back and moaned as well.
"fuck me!"
"ahh!"
"harder daddy!"
"i'm gonna cum!"
"uhh! mm!"
"shit, more!"
laughter filled the room as the teacher made her way to our table.
"detention. both of you." she said.

present time

good times, good times.
you know, i'm glad we get left alone in detention rooms.
i mean, if we misbehave we get in big fucking trouble but.. if we're fast nobody will know.
if i'm being honest, i wanna see noen misbehave.
i want him to get messy.
i wanna see him sitting on the desk moaning and cumming all over himself while i fuck him senseless. 
just picture it, noen riding my cock while i leave hickies on his neck.
moaning and begging to cum, but i won't let him.
so he just keeps riding.
or picture this, standing in the closet silently fucking while the rest of the class goes on. 
noen's holding back his moans, knowing he would be fucked if he screamed as loud as he wanted to.
we get counted for skipping, but at least i made him feel good. 
and you have no clue how much i want to make him feel good right now.
i leaned my chin on my hand before taking out a piece of paper and a pen.
i quickly wrote the words 'you're cute' on it, scrunched it up and thew it at him.
he picked it up off the floor where it landed and picked it up.
he quickly wrote something on it and and threw it back.
'you're cuter.'
cute.
'i wanna fuck you'
'no. sorry daddy <3'
i scrunched the paper up again and threw it toward the trash before getting up and moving in front of his desk.
"no?" i said.
"no." noen said, smiling.
he wants to tease me.
"your a little brat." i said.
"mm. yeah." he said. 
noen quickly pushed his pencil off the table and onto the floor. "oops." he said.
he got up from his seat and bent over, shaking his behind a bit as he picked up the pencil and sat back down.
"got it." 
that ass was mouth watering.
"you little slut, let me at it." i said.
"hmm. noo." he whined. 
"why not?" i asked.
"because you don't deserve it." he said. 
"oh please, it doesn't matter if i deserve it or not i always give it you how you want it." i said.
"it doesn't matter. your not gonna hit it." noen said.
"why nottttt.." i whined.
"because, no." he said.
he got up once again and brought some papers over to the teachers desk and slowly leaned over to grab the stapler.
his skirt moved up a little as he did so.
that skirt is so hot.
he's literally seducing the fuck out of me right now. 
i quietly speed over and spanked that hot ass of his before grabbing his waist and pulling him into my arms.
he moaned at the smack, biting his lip.
"you are an asshole. a disgusting, disrespectful asshole." he said.
"if you don't shut the fuck up i'm going to bend you over this fucking desk and make you cum." i said.
"mm, how about no." noen said, turning around and placing the papers on the table, bending over. 
he gently rubbed his behind on my crotch, looking back at me.
i could feel myself becoming stiff.
i slowly pushed myself against him more, my member getting stiffer and stiffer. 
"hhh-" i moaned, biting my lip. 
i slowly brought my jeans down and lifted his skirt, before he stood straight and sat up on the desk.
"never lift someone's skirt." he said.
i sighed and rolled my eyes, leaning closer into his face.
i gently kissed his lips as i slid my hands up his skirt and pulled his boxers down, as well as my own.
being he was too intrigued in the kissed, noen let me. he wrapped his arms over my shoulders as i slid into him.
i slowly started to thrust inside of him, earning some quiet moans from him.
i slid my tongue into his mouth, trying to keep his lips occupied.
he slowly started to kiss me back and fourth, a quick clicking coming from our lips with every separation.
he was so tight, it felt like heaven around my member..
i continued thrust inside of him, earning loud moans.
he slowly moved his lips from mine and threw his head back with a moan.
"fuck!" he moaned.
i took that as a hint and started to go faster, his moans getting louder.
his breathing got heavy and his body started to heat up.
i rubbed his thighs slowly as he stimulated even more.
"harder chase, more!" he moaned. 
i quickly did as told and tried to fuck him harder, hearing him squeal and moan in pleasure.
"d-daddy!" he moaned.
"what is it sweetheart? is daddy pounding into you too hard?" i teased.
"no, i want it harder! ahh!" noen moaned.
moving even faster then before, noen continued to moan and cry out loud about how well i was fucking him.
you gotta admit, i fuck him pretty good.
i always go as hard as i can.
putting pressure down on his waist drives him crazy.
call him your baby and he melts.
he had tears flooding his eyes for fucks sake.
just the sound of my voice makes him horny, just imagine how he gets when i hold him against my cock.
seeing the look on his face, you tell he was in pain but i knew he was enjoying it.
"it hurts.. so... good! AH!-" he moaned throwing his head back.
"more! more!" he moaned.
i didn't stop, i continued to fuck him, pounding my cock deep inside him over and over until he finished.
i quickly released inside of him and pulled out.
we fixed our clothes with 15 minutes of detention left to spare.
i looked over at noen to see him starring at me with puppy eyes.
i looked at him a bit confused before he gave me the grabby hand, you know, the ones a baby makes when they want to be picked up? yeah those.
i smiled and pulled him into my arms.
he quickly wrapped his legs around me an held on.
he felt... calm? like if being held by me was comforting to him?
wow.
i never thought i'd be able to put someone at comfort. 
:)

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