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tomssexdoll · 29 days

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heyyy so hear me out Tom and reader are dating and he is helping her with something like she doesn’t have good grades from math but he does and so she asks him to help her with homework from math and he is like playful “if you will get it right i will kiss you” and stuff it can be smut or fluff whatever you want

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I called Tom, he was a genius at maths and I was terrible. I was struggling with my maths assignments and homework and needed him to help me since I was so close to failing.

"Hey baby, can you come over? I need help with my math homework" I winced, he chuckled over the phone, "yeah alright liebe, I'll be there in 10"

As he arrived we went up to my room, I layed out everything for him and started to study. Instead of paying attention I'd drift off, daydreaming anytime he'd explain an equation.

He slowly got frustrared and snapped me out of my trance, "baby, how about this, since you weren't listening to anything I was saying" but I was.." I interruped, he gave me a 'really' look, I giggled, "fine fine I wasn't, continue" "as I was saying, for every right answer you get I'll kiss you", my eyes lit up and I instantly turned to him, accepting his idea.

"Yes yes!" I squealed, flipping to the start of the homework. He explained some things to me beforehand and then starting to ask questions. "So what's the square root of 64?", "uhh....8?" he smirked and nodded, "goodjob baby!" leaning in and kissing me softly.

I grinned, a huge stupid smile plastered on my face.

We continued to go through the answers, whimpering when I got it wrong. Sometimes he'd give me the benefit of the doubt if I was close enough and kissed me anyway.

We were through our last set of questions and these were hard, I bit my nails nervously as he read the question, "what is x3+y3+z3=k?" I felt sweat beads form on my forehead, knowing all the revision I learnt but still not being able to add it up.

I decided to take a guess, "uhh..42?" his eyes widened, "y-yeah..fuck.." he stuttered, checking the answer book. "How did you get that? Even I find it challenging!" he chuckled, "I don't know baby I just guessed, it felt like the right number" I shrugged, leaning in and smashing my lips into his.

We pulled back and he whispered softly in my ear, "I think my good girl gets a reward" he smirked, eyes darkening with lust. I bit my lip and layed back on the bed, Tom removing my shorts and panties and laying down, his head in between my legs.

He softly kissed my pussy, parting the folds with his tongue. My hips bucked up slightly, moving into his touch.

"Mm! Tom don't tease!" I whined, grabbing his dreads roughly and tugging on them, "ok ok" he chuckled, finally latching his mouth onto my clit, sucking it softly.

I gripped onto his dreads tighter, earning a low moan from him, the sound vibrating on my clit and making me shudder. He flicked my sensitive nub with his tongue, sliding a finger up and slowly pushing it in my soppy cunt.

"So wet..fuck" he groaned, adding another finger and thrusting in brutally, curling his fingers at my g spot.

I threw my head back, enjoying the pleasure way too much, my grip tightening even more on his dreads. He seemed to enjoy the pain, groaning everytime I tugged on them.

His tongue and fingers were so good, moving in a way that made me crazy. It was literally like taking drugs, I was high off of his touch. He continued to suck on my clit, kissing it sweetly to tease me occasionally.

I felt my high slowly bubbling up inside me, my stomach twisting into a knot. "Gonna cum soon! Keep going!" I whimpered, thrusting my hips into his face, his fingers started to thrust into me harder now, making slight squelching noises from my juices.

"Cum for me, be my good girl again" he grunted, licking and sucking faster now, pleasure waves crashing into me, hitting me like a truck. I felt the knot twist even tighter, my heat burning as I came, legs twitching and slick dripping all over his fingers.

He smirked and pulled his fingers out, sucking everything I gave him off and cleaning me up with his tongue. "Fuck..you taste so good" he climbed up and pulled me closer to him, his chin and mouth glistening with my cum.

I chuckled and wiped it off with a tissue, "you're such a messy boy, can't resist me can you, hm?" I smirked, kissing him softly. "Can you blame me, you're so gorgeous" he flipped me over, hovering over me and kissing me deeply.

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sky-high-standards · 1 year

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Yandere!!Tutor!! x Reader

He was an over achiever and saw people as worthless piles of flesh but that was until you or should I saw your bad grades came into his life

He was forced to Tutor you because you had exams coming up he thought it would be hell for both of you but when he finally saw you he was awestruck.

As you two worked he could hardly stay focused in your presence but he managed to tutor you very well.

When it was time for your exam you passed with flying colors(I wish) and minute you saw him you hugged him and gave him a hug and he could hardly function for the rest of the day.

When he was your official tutor he was over the moon and he adored spending time with you he loved how confused you looked when he brought up a new concept and how cute you were when how finally understand something.

With his help you became a top student but then you stopped needing him to tutor you and he did not take it well.

He really should have seen this coming but he really thought by now you two would have started dating or at least have been friends but you still see him as that one guy who tutored you.

Pretty soon he started to sabotage you to get you back by making it seem like you were cheating or making small distractions to make you lose focus and it worked.

When you where sentenced to have a tutor again you noticed how touchy he has been and decided to get a new tutor and he did not take this well.

So he threatened every single tutor available to leave you alone or he'll get them expelled since he's the schools pride and joy and the principles pet.

So you where stuck with him as your tutor and you were fine with it until he tried to kiss you.

You slapped him hard and gave him a piece of your mind and you started avoiding his tutoring sessions to hang out with your friends.

He knows what he did was wrong but he couldn't help it your just so irresistible and he's surprised he held back for so long but he wouldn't let you slip away from him like that so he got rid of your little distractions.

Soon you decided you had enough of him and decided to report him but no one believed the teachers pet would do any harm.

When he heard you tied to report him he tried everything to make your relationship better but he failed miserably and he was tired of this game of cat and mouse and decided to make you love him.

Please understand that he loves you very much and it will all get better when you finally accept and love him.

Now he has you and your all he needs and you cant escape him because he a genius and knows how to think a head.

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sukunasdirtylaugh · 11 months

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No thoughts just imagine getting hired by Satoru's parents to be his college tutor. You found the ad on craigslist, and you apply not thinking much of it. The post said something about their son being complicated to work with, but the sweet pay of $100 an hour seemed too good to turn down for a college student like yourself.

So you arrive at Satoru's place and he seems unfazed by you. "Let's go to my room, I'm bored," he says, and you quickly nod scrambling to your feet as you make your way up the stairs of his parent's mansion.

When he closes the door behind you, he quickly tosses his glasses on his bed. "So, my parents really did hire you, huh." is all he says as he takes a seat on his chair, motioning for you to take a seat on his bed.

You nod, "Yes, they wanted me to help me with your history class-"

"-I'm not too concerned about that," he takes out his phone and shows you a photo of a bombshell blonde, hugging another man. "Do you think she's pretty?" he leans in too closely for your liking and your breath hitches. "it's okay, you can say anything. she's a bitch." Satoru catches your eyes widen and laughs.

"she... she's kinda pretty..." you say, cocking your head to the side. "but that tan looks painfully awful," surprised to hear your honest words, the college boy your age laughs hysterically. "That's what I was thinking too! Tell you what, how about we go to a party in a few hours, hm? You'll get your money's worth." he grins, "Ever gone inside a corvette?"

#just brain dumping #thinking of a fake dating scenario with rich boy gojo and he takes you to a party while you're his sweet little history tutor #god I might just eat this up #love my baby satoru #satoru #gojo #jjk #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #satoru gojo #jjk gojo #jjk satoru #gojo satoru x reader #reader is a struggling college student

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ridingtorohan · 7 months

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suddenly thinking about the classic "dating one brother, meet the family and oh no the other brother is hot" trope

it'd be so good with the yeager brothers

trying to decide if there will be cheating (before vs after you meet) or you were fwb/exes with the brother before dating your boyfriend

fellow degenerates, who y'all wanna be dating? Zeke or Eren?

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rogerswifesblog-updates · 1 year

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“Teach me how to be good”

Chapter 1

Series Masterlist

A/N: I really hope you’ll enjoy the au! Keep in mind Steve is at first only 17! I don’t know how long the series will be, probably around 8 chapters maybe? + drabbles and thoughts:) if you ever want to share something, my inbox is open.

Kith kith to @jamneuromain for always helping me with these amazing ideas 😩😍🤭

Warnings: Steve is 17, flustered Steve👀 virgin and very inexperienced Steve, male masturbation , fantasies about blowjobs and sex

If you don’t feel comfortable with something above, this is probably not for you:)

Normally you wouldn’t have taken the offer, but it was your bosses son and they’d pay you good money, if he’d manage to pass his math exams. Since you were really good with this subject, currently busy with your master in mathematics studies. You wanted to be a teacher, help kids who need it…but the kid you were supposed to help was no kid. An 17 year old boy, well, technically still a kid. As soon as you entered his room-which was surpassingly tidy (his mom told him to clean up). “Hi, I’m your new Tutor till your upcoming exams”, you introduced yourself. When Steve looked up from his book, he felt like someone just hung up a star for him. Such a Beautiful Girl…-Woman in his room. Quickly putting the book aside and nearly tripping out of bed he held out his hand to you. He may be younger, but he was still taller than you. “Hi-hi I’m Steve”, he introduced himself. You laughed amused but shook his hand nevertheless. “I know, your parents told me. Come on, now grab your books and show me what you don’t know.”

He didn’t know shit about math .

But he knew he’d do anything to win your heart.

After you explained to him how to solve some of the exercises, he definitely understood it much better. Maybe because he liked listening to you rather than his old annoying teacher or maybe he actually was good at math. He had no idea. He didn’t even care. His gaze was glued to your face, while you were checking the things he wrote. A big smile creeping onto your rosy, soft looking lips. “Good job, Steve. You did great with these. See? Told you you’d be great”, you said cheerfully, still standing behind him and putting a hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently. He felt like his heart was about to explode. Beating in his chest uncontrollably, spreading in his body a warmth tingling feeling. Blood rushed to his cheeks, painting him with a soft blush. Not only did blood rush to his cheeks, but also to his crotch, making his dick twitch and slowly hardening. Especially when he felt your hand rub his shoulder. Fuck, what if you’d rub his thigh like that? Or maybe over his length? He felt nervous and scared you’d notice his erection. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He was becoming a mess and he had no idea why. It’s not like you did anything sexual? Why was he feeling like that. You’d probably notice how he was squirming around, trying to pull his tight jeans a bit lower so they wouldn’t pinching against his cock like that. If you’d looked into his eyes you could easily see his pupil dilating. But you didn’t look at him? It’s like you were always trying to avoid his gaze. He really hoped it was just his imagination playing a trick on him. You were probably just busy checking for any mistakes…

For a moment your eyes hushed to him, quickly and nearly unnoticeable. But since he was already staring at you, he saw it. The feeling in his chest got tighter, it’s like he felt his air being pushed out of his lungs. “Would you gooutwithme?”, he slapped his hand to his lips, feeling how his face became hot. He was blushing like a fucking virgin. Well. He was one. So that was about right. Unfortunately you still did hear everything he said, even though his words were a bit slurred. “Sweetheart, I’m too old for you. I’m 25, did you know that?”, you laughed head shaking, gabbing a few other papers. He swallowed, hard. Once, twice. Somehow it didn’t bother him that you were seven-or eight years older. Actually he even liked it. Feeling his mouth open he could already tell there’d come out something stupid. “So it’s a no? Or a maybe?”, at least he made you laugh.

Shaking your head you wrote down a few new problems for him to solve. “You’re a minor”, is all you said, brushing his hair, making him push back at your hand slightly. He looked up at you, with his big bright eyes. You also noticed the blush now and how he was pulling at his jeans, where you could swear you could see a bulge. Maybe that’s just your imagination after sitting with him for so long. Steve was really sweet. But too young. And you definitely wouldn't come after a high schooler.

“My birthday is in a few months”, he tried, but you just gave him a stern look, sitting down on the other chair. “Steve, I'm not that kind of girl you’re looking for. I'm not ‘first girl material’, trust me”, you said and ending the conversation with that, once again bringing the topic back to math. He tried to argue, but you silenced him with just a stern look.

Huh. Interesting. His pupils dilated even more.

The rest of the session was eventless, just you explaining to him everything he needed. He was a good listener, even though you noticed he stared at you more often than necessary.

After you left, he didn't know what to do first, call his best friend Bucky and tell him about the goddess of a woman he met, or jerk off after being hard for the last forty minutes.

He decided the call could wait.

You were back a week later, once again you’d sit with him for an hour and Steve couldn’t wait for you to finally arrive. (He pulled the other chair a bit closer to his own, so you’d hopefully sit closer to him. You smelled so good.) Apparently he must have not been too discreet about it, since you pulled the chair to its original position, giving him once again the stern look. Yup, it’s the look. He knew it at this point. His cheeks felt immediately slightly warmer.

“Have you done the homework I gave you?”you asked, smiling, taking out your notes. Steve grabbed his books, opening the notebook on the right page, sliding it closer to you with a big smile on his face. You looked down at the notes, sometimes crossing something out. He watched you nervously, feeling his leg shake underneath the table. It’s not like he really cared about math, so why was it so important for him to get it right? Wanting you to praise him? God, he really wanted you to compliment him like you did the last time. It just made his whole brain so…cloudy. His whole body was buzzing with need.

“Well, we need to work on a few things, but we only had one session so I’m not surprised it wasn’t easy.” Your words were friendly, but his chest felt tighter with every second.

After you gave him his notes back he sighed, seeing how many calculations were wrong. He hated how it made him feel, how the tears stung in his eyes. You’ve noticed how his shoulders slumped, as he looked down, avoiding your gaze-which definitely was not like him. “Steve, is everything alright?”, you asked gently. He still didn’t look at you, so you stood up and came closer to him, putting your hand on his shoulder. This made him lift his head, his eyes filled with threatening to fall tears. God, your heart stopped for a minute seeing him like this. So…upset. But why would he be so upset?

“Steve, what’s going on?”, your voice was still gentle, but a bit firmer, making him swallow the lump in his throat. “I’m just so stupid. Don’t even know stupid Math”, he whispered. Your heart ached.

He was such a sweet thing.

Feeling upset because of some homework. This reminded you once again about the age gap that was between you. When you were his age you’d also been upset about school, crying about very often. But after nearly being done with college you couldn’t even remember the last time you really felt upset about any assignments. You were mostly stressed, but Steve…he seemed really sad and frustrated.

You brushed over his hair with your hand. “Don’t worry, you’re doing great, Steve. It’s not always easy. You did really great, especially after just one session”, you said, not being able to stop yourself from scratching his scalp gently, burying your fingers in his soft hair. A gasp escaped his lips, while he looked up at you, his hand twitching to touch. To feel. Without thinking his fingertips brushed over your thigh, but lightly enough for you to still ignore it. “Really?”, he asked, needing reassurance. A soft smile crept onto your lips. “Yes, really. You're doing amazing — I'm so proud of you.”

You saw the exact moment when his eyes widened, pupils getting bigger, swallowing the bright Color of his iris, mouth agape. There was even a blush spreading from under his shirt to the tips of his ears. Fuck, he looked just like he was-Fuck, that’s just a mind playing a trick on you, right?

Quickly stepping away from him you cleared your throat, opening your book. “Lets-let's get to work, shall we?”, you mumbled not missing how his gaze was glued to you. Mesmerised.

Even though you felt awful, you couldn’t stop yourself from praising him even more. Whenever you have the chance to do it. Such a Smart Boy. Good job. Doing so well. You couldn’t stop yourself from also slipping a quiet good boy to it too. It wasn’t right and you knew it, but it was also so hot seeing him turning into such a mess just from praising him. He was blushing like a- Oh god. The realization made your own cheeks blush slightly. How have you not thought about it before? This boy was still a virgin. That’s why he was so affected by a simple few words. He probably didn’t even know he had a praise kink. Maybe he didn’t even know what kinks were.

It only showed you once again how different your life experiences were. You felt awful using such vulnerable information against this sweet boy. Your friends from the BDSM club community would most likely give you a damn spanking, even though you were rather a Dom than sub.

You pushed these thoughts aside, even though your gaze fell once again to Steve , who was gripping his thighs firmly, probably feeling uncomfortable in his jeans. He was definitely bad at hiding the bulge in his pants, but he seemed to think you hadn't noticed. Good. He shouldn’t feel embarrassed about anything, not after you worked him up so much.

Giving him some more homework for the week you left after an hour and Steve couldn’t wait till his door closed to finally take out his cock. He didn’t even manage to fully push down his jeans, before pulling out his cock, pushing the boxers and pants only to the half of his thighs, before pumping himself. Steve moaned quietly, imagining it was your hand instead of his. Maybe he’d even get so lucky to feel your lips? God your lips made him crazy. So beautiful, plump and rosy. You were always biting down on them, making them look even redder. He’d love to see them around his cock, sucking at his tip, maybe licking over the length. Fuck, he had no idea how a blowjob felt like, but he watched enough porn to imagine it. Bucky also told him a lot about it. It felt like heaven.

And he believed it. Especially if it could be with you.

He imagined your fingers wrapping around his length, squeezing. Your tongue licking up the pre-cum that was glistening from his slit. “Such a good boy for me”, you’d praise him, he just knew. He had no idea why this came into his mind, but he’d definitely want to hear you say it. You had such a beautiful body. He noticed whenever you leaned forward or walked out the door, that you had a few curves hidden underneath the hoodie you wore. Fuck, would you let him feel your tit? Maybe suck on your nipples? Or would you even let him fuck them? His cock would look so good between them, sliding effortlessly from all the pre-cum that was literally dripping.

Maybe you’d let him fuck you. God, maybe he could bend you over his desk, right where you were helping him with his stupid homework. Or you could ride him. In the chair he was sitting in. Fuck, yeah, that’s it. He’d want you to ride him. Bounce on his dick, moaning his name. He’d grab your tits, kneading them. Needing a taste of you he’d kiss you everywhere he could reach. Suck on your nipples, while you’d let your hips drop hard on his dick. You’d let him cum inside you, filling you up. He could already hear your moans, your sweet words- come for me, come for Mis-

A sudden orgasm rushed over him. He didn’t even had time to push his shirt up, before cum shot from his slit, paiting his t-Shirt with his white seed, something even reached his chin. Panting he looked down at himself, surprised by what just happened. His legs were still trembling, while he grabbed a tissue, wiping away the mess. Steve felt his cheeks heat up, embarrassed about thinking about you while jerking off. Again.

Chapter 2

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lilyoffandoms · 2 months

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Detective Agent Jason Lin

Lucas • Evan • Aryan

My Art ish Tag (Wayhaven Edition): @thosehallowedhalls

#he/him please #felt it was high time i drew jason or at least started to attempt drawing my babes #plus students are on spring break this week so i have slightly more time between tutoring and office hours to try #the wayhaven chronicles #weekend portraits #my art ish thing #i polish nothing #my oc: jason lin #mason x jason #multiple refs used

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harringtons-cupid · 2 years

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Mary - Eddie Munson X Reader:

Word count: 3.4k

Warning: 18+

Praise kink, skin touching, kissing. Oral sex, oral fixation. Love bites, love/hate relationship. Use of the word 'Mary' as a biblical reference. Student/teacher/tutor.

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You had been lusting over Eddie Munson since that one tutor session in 1985. He didn’t listen to you then and he didn’t listen to you now.

He raised his eyebrows with a smirk every time he saw you. Insisting on calling you ‘Mary’

He irritated you, the way he spat after every drag of his cigarette.

The way he stared at your fake cross dangling down your neck, his fingers were still imprinted from that one tutor session.

You had changed from trousers to skirts in the pathetic hope he’d notice you. Almost mimicking the appeal of those girls that you’d seen him with, he insulted you on this.

This autumn day, you had been called into the principal's office. Sighing you pushed open the glass door, to your surprise a brown curly haired boy had his back to you. Your breath hitched as he turned around, grinning in your direction. The dim lighting bounced off his head as the sun faded, you were captivated by those beautiful brown orbs once again.

“Hello Mary” you felt yourself freeze at the sound of his voice, it sounded soft in your ears. Drowning out the principal's voice as you stumbled towards the empty chair next to him.

He was smirking as you perched yourself awkwardly next to him, the strong scent of weed and male aftershave wafted up your nostrils. Clearing your throat as your hands were placed uncomfortably underneath your thighs, his eyes burnt into the side of your face as you tried your hardest to focus on the principal.

“I see you have met Eddie Munson?” The principal's voice was cold, lifting you out the dazed slumber.

You had met Eddie Munson, the boy you had been dreaming about for over a year. The boy who winked at you every time he saw you. The boy who insulted your new dress sense.

The rude obnoxious boy had you quivering to your knees.

Uh, yes I have” you stuttered, your eyes found his. They were dark and stormy, a glint of amusement floated to the surface as his eyes searched yours.

“Well that makes it easier for us all then, as you know you are the smartest person in this school. All A’s across the board” he paused, you glanced at Eddie who smirked. Indicating you were a goody two shoes, blushing you turned to face the principal once more.

Eddie’s fingers traced the remainder of the chair closest to your skirt, you gasped edging to the furthest part of the chair. Not realising there wasn’t any, your body fell quickly onto the floor.

Winding yourself lightly, Eddie peered down with that menacing smirk. You scowled at him, embarrassed you climbed back onto the chair. Smoothing out your skirt, as the principal's eyebrows knitted together with confusion before continuing.

Your thighs were glued tightly shut as your hands burnt into the plastic chair, sitting furthest away from Eddie. His arm was leaning across yours, his back was still firmly imprinted into the back of the chair. He was gazing between you and the principal, bored at the conversation already he stood up.

“Can we leave now? We get it, she’s going to be tutoring me” your stomach flipped as he addressed you. Your eyes gazed up at him as he towered over you, that glint of amusement appeared in his eyes once more.

The principal sighed exasperated and nodded, Eddie picked your bag up from beside you.

“Come on, little one” his voice disappearing into a whisper as he breathed the last part into your ear. You shook at the feel of him being so close to you, your eyes still gazing up at him. You nodded, not saying a word as he led you out of the room.

Still carrying your bag as you rushed to catch up with him, almost wanting to whine and try to jump for your bag but you decided not to. Not wanting him to know how weak you are. If he didn’t guess that already.

Making your way to his van, he swung the door open chucking your bag into the passenger seat. Turning to face you, his eyes were dark and stormy, not filled with amusement.

‘’Get in’’ he growled at you, his arms crossed watching as you scurried into the van. Shutting the door behind you, he made his way into the van.

Not wanting to admit it, but he slightly scared you. He was tall, mysterious and intimidating and you fell for him every time.

His hand grazed your thigh as he changed gears, glancing at you slightly before placing one arm behind him and reversing the van. His eyes only shifted slightly to look out the window before they were focused back on you. Your cheeks were flushed red, your breathing was heavy at his gaze.

He drove until he pulled over, parking up at Lovers Lake. Gasping you watched him walk round the car, roughly opening the door and extending his hand to you. His gaze was on the water in front of you both, as you slipped in the mud crashing into him. Your cheeks flushed a maroon colour as embarrassment crowded your thoughts.

‘’Clumsy, aren’t we’’ his hand was still firmly locked into yours, his eyes were filled with amusement once more as a smirk curled at the end of his lips.

It seemed that he enjoyed your embarrassment, getting a kick out of it. Feeling frustrated, you pushed past him and walked angrily towards the lake.

“Hey what’s the matter with you” he spat, annoyed at being knocked backwards by you.

Chasing after you, your blood boiled with anger. He was always picking on you in the corridors, sneering at you as he walked past. That nickname ‘Mary’ made your skin crawl, the idea of it sent uncomfortable shivers down your spine.

“I asked you a question” his voice was stern and closer to you now, his hand firmly on your shoulder forcing you to face him.

Shooting him a sour look, your lip curled at him. You disliked him, no, hated him, you hated him.

His eyes burning into you, he looked angry. His fingers digging deeply into your shoulder, hurting you.

“I hate you” it came out of your mouth so quickly that it burnt you, as you saw the bewildered look in his eyes.

A smirk appeared on his face, placing both his hands on your shoulders forcing you to look into his eyes.

“Want to repeat that, little one” his hand twirled the fabric of your cardigan, meeting your skin. You stuttered as his fingers explored underneath your cardigan, unable to muster up the words to speak.

“You hate me?” Still smirking, his fingers traced the skin of your neck before they sat comfortably under your chin. Making you gasp as he brought your faces closer together.

“Uh— yeah—“ you still couldn’t say the word again, melting completely in his touch. He knew this as he stared into your eyes.

“Well since you feel that way, let’s go” instantly dropping you from his grasp, heading towards the van.

Your eyes stung as tears finally slid down your cheeks, hurting yourself with your words. He turned to face you, a scowl was staring through you. Your breath was hitched as you felt yourself cry softly, walking towards him.

You didn’t truly hate him.

You couldn’t

This man standing in front of you had you wrapped around his finger and he knew this.

‘’Let’s get you home’’ his voice was soft as he walked with you closer to the van, wiping the excess tears that stained your skin. Locking eyes with him, you saw worry flood his body as he lifted you up into the van.

He looked at you once before walking round to the van, sitting in silence as he drove you back. You felt embarrassed for breaking down in front him, fidgeting with the cuff of your cardigan his hand reached down and touched your thigh.

‘’I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable’’ he cleared his throat, lifting his hand off your thigh. A cold gust of wind rushed to where it once was.

‘’For the record, I don’t hate you but I hate being called Mary’’ your voice squeaked quietly as you finally spoke to him. He looked softly at you, listening to you.

He focused on you even after he parked outside your house, his hand grabbed you as you turned to leave the van. Your lips crashed into his, shocked your breath shuddered against him. It lasted for a few seconds before he pushed you away, looking at you with a look of lust but confusion.

He went to kiss you but instead your lips grazed together. Making you want him more,still feeling embarrassed for letting him see you cry lightly

‘’See you later Mary’’ he smirked, calling out between the gap in the door, catching your eye and shooting you a wink.

Wanting to take back the words even more as you watched him drive off with a scowl on your face. The name ‘Mary’ sent shivers through you.

You thought about him for the rest of the evening, the feeling of his lips against yours. Wondering why he did that, secretly hoping that there was a purpose. Your lips shuddered as you touched where his lips had been, not wanting to taint it even more.

The next day you felt nervous about seeing him, you had been requested at the reception desk the moment you set foot inside. Sighing wandered through the empty school, you were always early, another thing that Eddie noticed.

Entering the bright white reception room, your eyes scanned the room until they found the curly haired boy slumped in the corner. His eyes were closed with his head buried into his arms, still asleep.

Rolling your eyes you perched yourself on the spare chair next to him, the sound of your body hitting the chair made him jump. You giggled at his reaction, missing his glance as you stared at the clock. He smiled lightly in your direction before closing his eyes again.

He didn’t move until the Principal's booming voice called you both inside, he grunted and slowly followed behind you. Slumping into the chair next to you, his arms tightly folded as he stared emotionless ahead.

You sat perked up, enjoying the mornings and enjoying school. The learning part, not the social part. You listened to the rough timetable set out by the Principal, Eddie’s attention had been drawn to the noise outside not listening to anything that was said.

After the meeting ended you watched as Eddie fled out the door before you, your heart sunk at the idea of not speaking to him until after school. The door shut behind you, the corridor was empty as you stood there. Eddie’s body popped out from round the corner, making you squeal with fright. He laughed loudly, his head tipping back as he winked at you.

‘’Meet you after school, Mary’’ his voice trailed down the hallway, still amused by you as he disappeared round the corner. Leaving you alone once more.

Feeling irritated at him, you sighed and walked in the opposite direction towards your first class.

The day went by in an anxious whirlwind, Eddie appeared in your mind whilst you were intently writing. It naused you, the inadequate feelings of not being in control when it came to him.

You slowly walked out of class at the last bell, hoping time would pass you by and you wouldn’t have to see him.

He was standing against the wall, his leg was holding him up as he dragged on a cigarette. His friends were crowded around him, leaving just enough of a gap for his eyes to meet yours.

A smirk was pinching his skin as he finished his cigarette, spitting on the floor as he stubbed it out. Saying his goodbyes, you heard the dreaded word ‘Mary’ trailing away as he walked towards you.

‘’Hey Mary’’ there it was again, that word. It made your skin crawl, watching as he walked closer and closer. You were standing in between the wall and his van, the tension made you whimper quietly.

His body brushed past you closely, his breath hit the back of your neck. Your eyes followed him as he opened his van, your body froze still getting over the feel of his breath.

‘’You coming?’’ he turned to face you, his head was tilting towards the van. His eyes were soft as they examined you.

‘’Yeah--’’ you blinked heavily before slowly walking towards the van. His eyes followed you round as you clambered inside, patiently waiting for him. Kicking your legs against the chair, your skirt was riding against the leather.

‘’Are you a good girl? Waiting there for me?’’ His voice was dark and husky as he started the van, his eyes were dreamy and leering.

Stuttering, you felt yourself melt into the seat. Your underwear suddenly damp at his words, all you could do was nod and peer at him innocently. Watching as he bit his lip at the sight of you.

You directed him to your house, your eyes stared ahead at the road in front you. The feeling of him looking at you made you feel hot and wet. You had never got out the car quick enough in your life, the unknowing tension of his eyes on you drove you crazy. You didn’t want to be one of his ‘subjects’, you knew from rumours around school that he liked the idea of taking a girl’s virginity like some kind of mission.

Scrambling to get your keys into the lock as you heard his footsteps, you felt nervous and hot as his body hovered behind you. Your breath became heavy and hot as his hand touched yours, you pushed your body closer to the door gasping at the release of it. You both toppled inside, his body falling on you with an ‘oof’. Your cheeks flushed red, your faces inches apart. His breath was hitting your face, your lips were dry and aching for his touch.

His mouth edged closer to your cheek, kissing your cheek. You quivered as his tongue licked your skin, a moan escaped your mouth. Your eyes squeezed shut in embarrassment, hoping he hadn’t heard you.

He had.

Leering at you, as he nibbled on your ear. Another moan escaped your mouth, your eyes still tightly closed as the embarrassment got stronger.

‘’I know you like me’’ he blew on your ear, watching you melt on the floor. Squirming at the sensation, your underwear was even damper.

‘’Oh?’’ you uttered as his lips made their way to your neck, sloppily your skin.

‘’Yes, I see you looking at me’’ his voice was muffled as he began to suck on the skin.

‘’Well-- I have seen you looking at me’’ your voice began high pitched as he sucked harder on your neck.

‘’I have been, Mary’’ he whispered into your neck, your blood boiling at that word. Beginning to wiggle underneath him in annoyance.

‘’I told you that I hate being called Mary, and Eddie we need to study’’ you spat, shooting him a dirty look.

He rolled his eyes, sighing, getting up from on top of you. Extending his arm out to lift you up, your bodies crashing into each other again. Winding you, his scent making you feel dizzy as he held you close. His fingers placed firmly under your chin lifting you up to look at him, quivering as you stared into his eyes.

‘’Eddie--’’ you whined.

Before you knew it his lips were firmly against his, moans escaped your mouth as you fumbled against his lips. Unsure whether you were doing it right, never having kissed anyone before. You had dreamt about this moment for a year and as his hands gripped your cheeks, pushing you further onto his lips.

His lips were wet and rough, moaning quietly against yours. You were putty in his hand, he was pushing you closer to the stairs. Falling down, your back uncomfortably arched against the carpet as his hands explored your body.

‘’I have thought about you’’ his hands were trailing up your thighs, listening to you shiver as they reached your underwear.

‘’You have?’’ Letting out a squeak as his hand stroked your clit.

‘’Very much, Mary’’ he moaned into your neck. Mumbling ‘fuck’ as he felt the wetness around your clit.

The idea of tutoring Eddie had disappeared as his hands fumbled on the lace at the top of your underwear, hooking his fingers under the material touching your skin. Pulling it down, exposing your dripping pussy to him. He moaned instantly, fighting the urge to bury his face deeply between your thighs.

‘’God you have such a pretty pussy’’ groaning, he kissed your thighs and just above your clit. Watching you quiver on the stairs, your arms holding tightly around his neck.

His tongue was hovering over your clit as his eyes met yours, dark and intense as he suddenly buried his head. His tongue finally meeting your clit, you exclaimed loudly your head fall back onto the soft carpet as he ran circles around you. Your fingernails digging into his skin as his lips took your clit between them, sucking on it lightly before slowly increasing until you moaned loudly, your eyes rolling back.

Continuing to suck on your clit until it was red and throbbing, whining and shaking underneath him. He lifted his head up and brushed your lips together, tasting your wetness on his tongue. His body firmly pressed against yours, your hands tangling themselves in his hair.

“Come on little one. You gotta teach me now” his breath was hot against your skin, your clit was still exposed to the air as it throbbed.

You whimpered and bucked your hips towards him, biting your lip. You felt pathetic as your eyes glazed over, needing to be touched more by him.

He pulled your skirt back down, his rings hitting your thighs causing you to twitch. His eyes were full of desire and lust as they dug into your skin.

“If you’re good for me, I will reward you for being such a good teacher” he smirked at you, his voice was raspy and gruff as his hands traced your skin.

Looping his fingers between yours and lifting you up, you felt dizzy and hot. His tongue was still imprinted on your clit as your body found its way to him again. His fingers on your chin, look down at you with a cheeky grin.

Reluctantly, you led him into your dining room. A small cosy room, with dark brown furniture and a big open window. Light streamed in through the curtains as you sat side by side, presenting him your textbooks as he threw out his scrawled additions.

His hand fell down onto your thigh, tracing your skin as you worked through the textbooks given by your teachers. Unable to focus after an hour of repeatively explaining it to Eddie.

“Are you listening Eddie?” Exasperated, you scowled at him.

“Of course Mary” his lips curled as he smirked at you.

Rolling your eyes, you knew he wasn’t. It had happened last time you tutored him, he left early that day as a girl turned up to his house. Irritating you profusely, today he sat with his hand on your thighs throughout the whole session.

Your legs were getting wetter and wetter by the touch, you moved away from him in annoyance.

“Eddie, I’ll cut you a deal. If you complete this first bit of the textbook, you can have whatever you want afterwards” your eyes met his, a suggestive glint flickered as he buried his head deeper into the book.

“Good boy” you whispered into his ear, unbeknownst to you. His dick twitched at your praise.

He struggled to walk through the textbook, sighing exasperatingly. Scribbling roughly on the papers, in anger he picked the book up and threw it on the floor. Standing up, he placed a cigarette in his mouth and walked out to your front lawn.

Waiting a few moments before following him, he looked hot standing against your wall. Smoke billowing out his mouth.

“You okay?” You peered out the door, he rolled his eyes. Staring up at the sky above, you walked out and stood next to him.

“I think I should go soon” he broke the silence, finishing his cigarette. His eyes staring into you, wanting you to tell him to stay.

Not waiting for a reply, he pushed past you. Grabbing his stuff and meeting you back outside, his hand stroked your skin as he slowly walked away from you.

“I’ll catch you later Mary” he winked at you, you stood there with your arms crossed as he got in his van.

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