A Private Lesson (one-shot) Part 2
PART 2 :
“Good evening, Sakurai!”
My cheerful husky voice ran through the library and echoing sparingly in every corner of the room. He literally screamed his heart out. His genuinely shocked face indicated how much he was oblivious about my presence. He hurriedly closed his laptop, causing the last source of light to fade away. A thick silence followed after. I looked through the window to see the moon smirking at me, and gradually my eyes adjusted to the darkness. I could sense he was beside, terrified from head to toe. I waited for him to respond, to say anything. Moments later, I heard his scared whisper.
“Ma-Matsumoto-sensei…” He stammered. He was looking at me directly. Although I couldn’t see his expression clearly, I could assure that his lips were trembling. I took a breath and threw my hand on the back of the couch reaching his other shoulder, and covering his other side with my body.
He was quivering. Therefore, I started regretting my decision. I hoped that I just left, leaving him with his own pleasure. I thought that I want to tease him, asking him from where he got the library keys. I could inquire him about his assignment, or maybe talked to him about the fact that he was gay. Don’t get me wrong, Although I was hard seeing my favorite student pleasuring himself, I was still a teacher. I kept in mind that I would not fuck him… unless he wanted me to.
“Good evening, Sakurai,” I repeated, this time less cheerful and more like a raspy whisper. I blamed my arousal for the changing of the tone.
“G-Good evening, sensei,” He stuttered again. “Good evening…” He repeated, and the fact that he repeated the same line made me laugh in my mind. I am so horrible person. I felt so bad for him.
I opened the flash of my phone to check the table in front of him. “Working in your assignment I see.” I tried to make a conversation. There was a pile of books about the Dark Age explain. No wonder I couldn’t find all the books I wanted to borrow earlier. I looked at him. He nodded a little bit too urgently. “Good for you.”
I looked around me, knowing for sure that nobody was around, but the moment was so tensed. I wasn’t completely aware of my own actions. Moreover, the frightened aura of Sakurai was reaching me. With only the moon light, I was able to see his pale skin paling more.
“What have you done so far?” I asked casually as I relaxed myself more on the couch. I reached for his computer, wanting to lift the screen.
“NO!” His screamed filled the empty room, followed by his hand placing over mine, preventing me to touch the screen. His eyes were pleading for mercy. I answered that with a loud laugh that made him panic more. I am sure he thought I was going nuts in that exact moment. He did not know that his reaction would do nothing but to arouse me more. I wanted to tease him further as I observed his reactions. I tilted my head to the side exposing my whole face. I flashed a smile at him - the kind of smile that I show only for men whom I am interested in. He let out a breath he was holding for long, thinking that ‘my-teacher-captured-me-as-I-was-watching-porn-after-school-hours-and-he-is-gonna-tell-the-entire-school-and-I-will-be-expelled’. Poor boy, I was surely a nightmare for him.
“Come on, Sakurai…” I said in the sweetest voice I could manage, “It wouldn’t be that bad considering the fact that you are one of my best students,” I paused, afraid of what I am going to say next, “And absolutely my favorite one,” the last sentence came out as a whisper. His eyes widened, certainly shocked by my unusual encouraging, or should I say… flirting?
“I’m sure I can help,” I said, never losing our eye contact. I removed his hand that was preventing me from moving and put it slowly on his lap. With my fingers, I gently drew circles on his forearm. Then slowly move my finger down to his palm.
“Will you…”I intertwined my fingers to his, “let me…” a long pause, “help you…?”
I did not notice it before, but his gaze softened for a little bit. They were stiffer at the beginning. It showed that he was giving in. Holding the eye contact, my fingers touch the edge of the screen, and I opened slowly the computer. I made the video play again. We regained the source of light and the sounds that coming from it.
In hesitation, I broke the eye contact as I focused my attention to the bright screen. The sound went higher. I bit my lips. I was shamelessly aroused, not by the porn, but by the fact that Sho was pleasuring himself while watching this cheap kinky porn earlier. The idea of him aroused by this, and the sounds he was making earlier made me harder than ever. I drift my attention to him again, to see him looking away.
I smiled widely at him as I noticed the tomato-colored ears of his. He was blushing so hard that I was able to see it in the darkness of the room. He was deeply embarrassed by the fact that his teacher caught him watching porn after school. I suppressed my laugh to think of the weird coincidence. Mr. Matsumoto Jun caught his student, Sakurai Sho, who he also secretly admired, caught Sakurai Sho watching dirty stuffs. That does not happen every day.
“Are you ashamed, Sakurai?” I asked randomly, shifting my hand to his knee as I started to draw small circles calmly. To my surprise, he turned his head to me and looked straight to my eyes. “There is nothing to be ashamed of,” I assured him.
The bulge in his pants caught my attention as he immediately covered it with the hem of his sweater.
“But you must have been cautious,” I added, raising my eyes to meet his again. “This is a public place after all.” Without breaking our eye contact, my hand moved higher to his inner thigh, slowly and tenderly massaging it.
“I-I am really sorry, sir,” he stuttered, which I found extremely cute. His whole face was complete red. He opened his mouth to say something, but shut it again, showing that he was choosing his words carefully. He bit his lips then continued, “I finished my assignment earlier than I thought,” his voice showed that he became more relaxed. He thought that changing the topic would save him. “I-I did it perfectly! I can show it to you, sir,” He jumped off the couch to grab his assignment eagerly, but I pulled him down the couch again.
“You know, Sakurai,” I closed the distance he made when he jumped seconds ago. “I’m not really in the mood for boring school stuff, you know,”
I would definitely punish myself later for saying this. ”I-,” it came out as a breath. “-want to do-“ I caught his curious eyes, “-something different.” I finished my sentence with a lick on my lips, eyeing every response coming from him. His eyes glittered at the movement, his eyes looking at my lips.
“Wh-what do you mean, sir?” he asked, knowing precisely the answer of it. He put his most innocent face, the one he was deceiving us with, and smiled shyly.
“Talk…?” I brushed his thigh. “Maybe we could talk. We didn’t really have the chance to talk properly.”
I noticed the disappointment in his eyes. He was hoping we might do something else. And by else, I meant something wrong and horrible for a teacher to do with his student. I know I was crossing the boundaries with my teases. I did not dare to. That was it; I cannot go further in this. In spite of the huge effect he was having on me, I could not step out from my boundaries. He was still my brilliant, hardworking and good-looking student. Shit.
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