Professor Do Kyungsoo
Kaisoo; Oneshot; PWP; 1,385w
Inspired by midnighttofu's Kyungsoo fanart.
It all started with this post.
creds to abby12225 and kyungsquishypants for the first couple paragraphs ^^ (I may or may not have tweaked them to suit the fic tho D:)
"Professor Do?" Jongin asked. “Can I have a private lesson after school? I don’t quite understand this….." Kyungsoo raised a brow. He knew Jongin was lying, but the boy with beautiful dark skin, luscious brown hair and plump pink lips was too heavenly to pass up. Kyungsoo looked around, licking his lips and making sure that no one else was there, or was close enough to hear.
“I’ll see you in my office at eight."
Jongin’s heart thundered as he stood in front of his professor’s door. He hadn’t thought the professor would take him seriously. He couldn’t help but feel attracted to the man with pouting lips and wide eyes that became crescents whenever he smothered a smile. Taking a deep breath, he knocked briefly, before he heard the muffled reply of “Come in, the door’s unlocked."
Kyungsoo was tempted to scoff as the beautiful boy opened the door just a bit, his head peeping in. He looked almost reluctant, like he couldn’t believe he was outside Professor Do Kyungsoo’s office door.
"What are you waiting for student Kim? Don’t waste my time," Kyungsoo tapped his pen on his mahogany desk and crossed his legs in wait.
He could see the adam’s apple of the student bob slightly before he slid inside, as graceful as he always was, and clicked the door shut.
Jongin swallowed and blinked at the Professor who was looking at him, almost expectantly.
He was there to ask about physics. He thought. He thinks. Maybe.
"Student Kim, I do not have all day," Kyungsoo raised an eyebrow and all Jongin wanted to do was go up and kiss---he cleared his throat. Why was he so nervous when his plans were going just as smoothly as he wanted them to be? Why was he sweating so much when this is exactly what he wanted to do?
"Well?" Kyungsoo prodded him again. Jongin let out a nervous laugh and turned around to lock the knob of the door. He faced his professor and took the few steps he needed so he could sit on the chair waiting for him.
"I need help--with something?" Jongin didn’t mean to choke, nor did he intend for his knee to hit the top of the desk in front of him--but he also did not anticipate the foot on his crotch, massaging his boner just right.
Kyungsoo smirked at the reaction of the boy in front of him.
"I found the problem, I believe, and maybe I know the solution," Kyungsoo pulled his foot back and stood up, his feet bare inside his office as they always were.
Jongin gripped the armrests of the chair as he watched his teacher walk around the mahogany table, his breaths coming out in pants as his body temperature heated to the point of him sweating.
"Students and teachers are strictly not allowed to have any kind of relationship. Do you know this, Student Kim?"
"Yes," Jongin swallowed.
"And yet here you are, still sitting on that cozy chair even after I did something of offense. I am a teacher, and you are a student--"
"If you’re saying I was the one who did something wrong, then let me remind you, Mr. Do, that I wasn’t the one who put a foot on your boner."
Kyungsoo felt the rush of blood flush his face.
"Fair enough,” the Professor said and turned around, slowly approaching his windows and closing up his blinds. He did so slowly, in anticipation more than anything, and as the last fat strand of light was blocked off by the blinds, he felt strong arms wrap around his waist and ah---there he was, the Jongin that he has been waiting for. He turned around and wrapped his arm around the neck of the younger man and crushed their lips together, their mouths eager for each other’s tongue. Kyungsoo kicked his swivel chair aside and pushed Jongin right against his desk. Jongin pulled back to take his teacher’s eyeglasses off of his nose.
Jongin sat up on the desk too eagerly, scattering some papers on the floor, but Kyungsoo didn’t care because he was too busy opening his pants and pushing them down and off. Jongin reached down and cupped the older man’s ready cock.
“Oooh….no underwear,” Jongin smirked on Kyungsoo’s lips, “kinky.”
Kyungsoo was quick to undo Jongin’s jeans as well, pulling down just right, and out was his cock, throbbing hard and red for Kyungsoo.
“You were saying?” Kyungsoo mumbled on Jongin’s lips and Jongin chuckled.
Kyungsoo pushed his student further up his desk until Jongin had his back flat on the surface, his dick standing up proud, waiting for Kyungsoo.
These sessions of theirs never lasted long, because it would always be at Kyungsoo’s office, no matter what time of day, and though undeclared, they knew they both loved the thrill of getting caught.
Kyungsoo reached to the side of the table to open the top drawer. He pulled down the little pocket he made on top and out came a bottle of lube. He slicked Jongin up quick before discarding his jeans and crawled up. He straddled Jongin and looked at Jongin’s eyes, those deep, half-lidded, lust-filled eyes that devoured all of Kyungsoo. He reached around himself, his slick fingers opening his puckered hole.
Jongin watched as Kyungsoo prepared himself, like so many quickies they had before. He looked up briefly, catching a glimpse of the teacher’s glasses that he took out earlier. He reached for them and, getting up on his elbows, he slid them over Kyungsoo’s ears and rested it gently on the bridge of his nose.
“You look so sexy with glasses on,” he said huskily and Kyungsoo let out a gasp, an indication he was ready. “You look so sexy with anything on,” he said before Kyungsoo sank down on his cock.
Kyungsoo whimpered as he took Jongin inch by inch, the clarity that his glasses provided enhancing the look on Jongin’s face as he closed his eyes shut at the sensation of Kyungsoo’s velvet walls around his cock. Kyungsoo glanced up at his wall clock and cursed silently.
“I have a meeting in ten minutes. We have to be quick,” he said, but he could see by the way Jongin clenched his teeth and by the throbbing of his cock inside him that the student wasn’t going to last long.
Kyungsoo started to bounce fast and hard, but Jongin stilled him, groaning.
“Too loud,” Jongin gasped out and Kyungsoo agreed, the legs of the table started to creak and they can’t risk any kind of suspicious noise.
So Kyungsoo rocked, he rocked back and forth, hard, driving Jongin even deeper inside him until his prostate was being nudged on every rock forward.
“Yes,” he moaned and moved faster. Jongin’s hands gripped Kyungsoo’s thighs and Kyungsoo had to scratch deep red marks on Jongin’s chest to alleviate the pain that his student was giving him.
“Professor---“ Jongin gasped, his groans turning into whines, “Do----“ he gasped again, his eyes fluttering open as his mouth opened in a silent cry before he groaned out loud, “Kyungsoo!” he shuddered and Kyungsoo could feel the cock inside him pulse as he felt warmth flood through his walls.
Jongin took Kyungsoo’s cock in his hands and stroked him fast and hard until Kyungsoo came, throwing his head back. Jongin, as he was being milked from him own orgasm, watched the way the glasses made Kyungsoo look younger somehow, and yet, he had his head back in ecstasy, and Jongin thought the contrast was too beautiful to ever let go of, so he took a mental picture of the way Kyungsoo looked just right then before the teacher hopped off and asked Jongin to leave.
“Another lesson tomorrow, Professor Do?” Jongin called out as he stepped out of the office and he laughed at the smirk on Kyungsoo’s face.
He turned around and caught the look on his best friend Sehun’s face, dazed, ignoring Jongin completely.
“Sehun-ah!” Jongin looked to the direction where his friend came from to find the music teacher, Mr. Lu, handing out a handkerchief to Sehun, “You forgot this."
Jongin raised an eyebrow as he caught a glimpse of red marks around the teacher’s wrists.
Inspired by midnighttofu's Kyungsoo fanart.
It all started with this post.
creds to abby12225 and kyungsquishypants for the first couple paragraphs ^^ (I may or may not have tweaked them to suit the fic tho D:)
"Professor Do?" Jongin asked. “Can I have a private lesson after school? I don’t quite understand this….." Kyungsoo raised a brow. He knew Jongin was lying, but the boy with beautiful dark skin, luscious brown hair and plump pink lips was too heavenly to pass up. Kyungsoo looked around, licking his lips and making sure that no one else was there, or was close enough to hear.
“I’ll see you in my office at eight."
Jongin’s heart thundered as he stood in front of his professor’s door. He hadn’t thought the professor would take him seriously. He couldn’t help but feel attracted to the man with pouting lips and wide eyes that became crescents whenever he smothered a smile. Taking a deep breath, he knocked briefly, before he heard the muffled reply of “Come in, the door’s unlocked."
Kyungsoo was tempted to scoff as the beautiful boy opened the door just a bit, his head peeping in. He looked almost reluctant, like he couldn’t believe he was outside Professor Do Kyungsoo’s office door.
"What are you waiting for student Kim? Don’t waste my time," Kyungsoo tapped his pen on his mahogany desk and crossed his legs in wait.
He could see the adam’s apple of the student bob slightly before he slid inside, as graceful as he always was, and clicked the door shut.
Jongin swallowed and blinked at the Professor who was looking at him, almost expectantly.
He was there to ask about physics. He thought. He thinks. Maybe.
"Student Kim, I do not have all day," Kyungsoo raised an eyebrow and all Jongin wanted to do was go up and kiss---he cleared his throat. Why was he so nervous when his plans were going just as smoothly as he wanted them to be? Why was he sweating so much when this is exactly what he wanted to do?
"Well?" Kyungsoo prodded him again. Jongin let out a nervous laugh and turned around to lock the knob of the door. He faced his professor and took the few steps he needed so he could sit on the chair waiting for him.
"I need help--with something?" Jongin didn’t mean to choke, nor did he intend for his knee to hit the top of the desk in front of him--but he also did not anticipate the foot on his crotch, massaging his boner just right.
Kyungsoo smirked at the reaction of the boy in front of him.
"I found the problem, I believe, and maybe I know the solution," Kyungsoo pulled his foot back and stood up, his feet bare inside his office as they always were.
Jongin gripped the armrests of the chair as he watched his teacher walk around the mahogany table, his breaths coming out in pants as his body temperature heated to the point of him sweating.
"Students and teachers are strictly not allowed to have any kind of relationship. Do you know this, Student Kim?"
"Yes," Jongin swallowed.
"And yet here you are, still sitting on that cozy chair even after I did something of offense. I am a teacher, and you are a student--"
"If you’re saying I was the one who did something wrong, then let me remind you, Mr. Do, that I wasn’t the one who put a foot on your boner."
Kyungsoo felt the rush of blood flush his face.
"Fair enough,” the Professor said and turned around, slowly approaching his windows and closing up his blinds. He did so slowly, in anticipation more than anything, and as the last fat strand of light was blocked off by the blinds, he felt strong arms wrap around his waist and ah---there he was, the Jongin that he has been waiting for. He turned around and wrapped his arm around the neck of the younger man and crushed their lips together, their mouths eager for each other’s tongue. Kyungsoo kicked his swivel chair aside and pushed Jongin right against his desk. Jongin pulled back to take his teacher’s eyeglasses off of his nose.
Jongin sat up on the desk too eagerly, scattering some papers on the floor, but Kyungsoo didn’t care because he was too busy opening his pants and pushing them down and off. Jongin reached down and cupped the older man’s ready cock.
“Oooh….no underwear,” Jongin smirked on Kyungsoo’s lips, “kinky.”
Kyungsoo was quick to undo Jongin’s jeans as well, pulling down just right, and out was his cock, throbbing hard and red for Kyungsoo.
“You were saying?” Kyungsoo mumbled on Jongin’s lips and Jongin chuckled.
Kyungsoo pushed his student further up his desk until Jongin had his back flat on the surface, his dick standing up proud, waiting for Kyungsoo.
These sessions of theirs never lasted long, because it would always be at Kyungsoo’s office, no matter what time of day, and though undeclared, they knew they both loved the thrill of getting caught.
Kyungsoo reached to the side of the table to open the top drawer. He pulled down the little pocket he made on top and out came a bottle of lube. He slicked Jongin up quick before discarding his jeans and crawled up. He straddled Jongin and looked at Jongin’s eyes, those deep, half-lidded, lust-filled eyes that devoured all of Kyungsoo. He reached around himself, his slick fingers opening his puckered hole.
Jongin watched as Kyungsoo prepared himself, like so many quickies they had before. He looked up briefly, catching a glimpse of the teacher’s glasses that he took out earlier. He reached for them and, getting up on his elbows, he slid them over Kyungsoo’s ears and rested it gently on the bridge of his nose.
“You look so sexy with glasses on,” he said huskily and Kyungsoo let out a gasp, an indication he was ready. “You look so sexy with anything on,” he said before Kyungsoo sank down on his cock.
Kyungsoo whimpered as he took Jongin inch by inch, the clarity that his glasses provided enhancing the look on Jongin’s face as he closed his eyes shut at the sensation of Kyungsoo’s velvet walls around his cock. Kyungsoo glanced up at his wall clock and cursed silently.
“I have a meeting in ten minutes. We have to be quick,” he said, but he could see by the way Jongin clenched his teeth and by the throbbing of his cock inside him that the student wasn’t going to last long.
Kyungsoo started to bounce fast and hard, but Jongin stilled him, groaning.
“Too loud,” Jongin gasped out and Kyungsoo agreed, the legs of the table started to creak and they can’t risk any kind of suspicious noise.
So Kyungsoo rocked, he rocked back and forth, hard, driving Jongin even deeper inside him until his prostate was being nudged on every rock forward.
“Yes,” he moaned and moved faster. Jongin’s hands gripped Kyungsoo’s thighs and Kyungsoo had to scratch deep red marks on Jongin’s chest to alleviate the pain that his student was giving him.
“Professor---“ Jongin gasped, his groans turning into whines, “Do----“ he gasped again, his eyes fluttering open as his mouth opened in a silent cry before he groaned out loud, “Kyungsoo!” he shuddered and Kyungsoo could feel the cock inside him pulse as he felt warmth flood through his walls.
Jongin took Kyungsoo’s cock in his hands and stroked him fast and hard until Kyungsoo came, throwing his head back. Jongin, as he was being milked from him own orgasm, watched the way the glasses made Kyungsoo look younger somehow, and yet, he had his head back in ecstasy, and Jongin thought the contrast was too beautiful to ever let go of, so he took a mental picture of the way Kyungsoo looked just right then before the teacher hopped off and asked Jongin to leave.
“Another lesson tomorrow, Professor Do?” Jongin called out as he stepped out of the office and he laughed at the smirk on Kyungsoo’s face.
He turned around and caught the look on his best friend Sehun’s face, dazed, ignoring Jongin completely.
“Sehun-ah!” Jongin looked to the direction where his friend came from to find the music teacher, Mr. Lu, handing out a handkerchief to Sehun, “You forgot this."
Jongin raised an eyebrow as he caught a glimpse of red marks around the teacher’s wrists.