“We should really get back to studying Taemin,” you laughed and he smiled at you.

“It’s not my fault you keep distracting me. I am totally innocent in this. Some teacher you are.”
“Yaaaaah! Respect your elders.”
“You are kinda old aren’t you?” he teased poking your forehead and you made a face at him which only made him laugh harder.
“Ha. Ha. Just because you’re five years old does not mean I’m old.”
He raised a playful eyebrow, “Five? Do you happen to find a lot of five year olds attractive, Noona?”
You blushed and coughed, “So, the past participle right?”
He grinned and picked up his pencil again, “Aww, are you blushing?”
“Shut up Lee Taemin….” You warned.
“I just think it’s cute, is all.” Your blush deepened.
You and Taemin have been studying together for the past few days and to say you two have grown closer was an understatement. He was more intuitive than you thought he would be and you didn’t know how you felt about him picking up on your emotions so well. You two had decided the day before to drop the formal speech and speak comfortably and he has been teasing you about everything you do non-stop.
And those wet dreams you had been having… has also gotten progressively raunchy. Taemin went from not touching you, to touching you a lot more frequently. And didn’t your body just love to respond to that?
Today the two of you decided to study in the professor’s office and the setting was a lot more intimate and secluded from the normal classroom you were in. You were seated next to each other instead of in front of each other, close enough that you could smell his cologne. You were always a sucker for a guy who smelled nice and when he would lean in to poke you or casually touch your shoulder you got a whiff of it and desired to have it on your body as well.
***
You wanted him. It was so painfully obvious that Taemin had to control himself from taking complete advantage of that. He purposefully said things so that he could touch you. Taemin scheduled the study times later and later because he noticed that you would get touchier when you were tired. He also purposefully dropped the formal speech so that he could call you Noona… because he knew you liked that.
Today you didn’t have class so you wore very tight jeans shorts and a low-cut tank top which gave him the chance to admire you full breasts. He discreetly moved closer to you to get a better look.
“You know in Korea wearing a tank top is a sign that a girl is scandalous.” He said knowing that he could get a blush out of you. Taemin’s fingers traced the strap of your tank top.
You were embarrassed so easily and he found that adorable. Sometimes he completely forgot that you were almost four years older.
“Well in America it’s a sign that it’s hot outside.” You replied glaring a little at him, but you still didn’t tell him to stop touching you.
Taemin smirked getting a little more confident, his fingers that were playing with your strap moved down your back and stopped at the clasp of your bra, “Your shorts are also kind of small too,” his other hand began to stroke the exposed skin of you upper thigh and he caught the shiver that ran through your body.
“Tae- Taemin what are-,” Taemin’s hand brushed your center and your words were swallowed by a loud gasp and he began to feel his cock harden at the sexy sound.
Yep he was so going to do you two both a favor tonight.
***
You knew as soon as his hands were on your thigh that you were in trouble. And you didn’t want him to stop. Actually it was more like you couldn’t let him stop.
His touch wasn’t forceful, instead his fingers were light against your skin, teasing and the aching that you had been feeling since you saw him had returned full force.
You needed to stop him but as you stuttered out a “stop” his finger pressed against your clothed core and his name came out in a moan.
Biting your lip, “I can’t, Taemin.” He applied more pressure as he began rubbing right above your clit and your hand gripped the desk.
He simply chuckled and your lips connected. All rational thinking went out of the window when his soft lips met yours. The kiss started off innocent, curious. Just a simple close mouthed kiss, his against yours. But when his finger pressed up against your clit again, you groaned and pressed your lips together much more firmly.
Wrapping your hands around his neck, you tilted your head and ran your tongue across his lips, entering his mouth. He moaned against your lips, his thumb rubbing faster causing your hips to buck to welcome more of the sensation.
The action must have excited him as well because his lips against yours were a lot more desperate when the two of you brought your mouths back in for another kiss. His tongue was sliding against yours in a dominant way that you wouldn’t have guessed he possessed. His stroking below stopped and his arms wrapped around you waist attempting to pull you onto his lap.
That’s when you took your chance to pull away. “We… we shouldn’t.” you said, your breathing a little labored from your make-out session.
And when you looked at Taemin, his eyes were glossed over as he looked at you. His mouth was parted, he kept licking his lips and eyed yours. His hand found you knee and quickly slid up to your inner upper thigh spreading your legs wider.
Focus, you kept repeating. This was your student. “Taemin.” You said a little more seriously and he looked at you, slightly annoyed.
"Lee Taemin... you know I can't." You said turning your head away from the intense stare of your student. Your normally strong willpower was slowly turning in to a pile of shit. Oh wait your willpower was gone as soon as his hand touched your thigh a minute ago. “You are too young.”
"I'm eighteen, Noona," his fingers started playing with the edge of your jean shorts again, "What's really stopping you?" Taemin challenged you.
You turned your head to meet his gaze again, “Oh I don't know... morals? My job... your virginity! Lots of things that I just can't give up for a few moments of my pleasure."
He could tell you were lying. He always knew you were lying. Chuckling darkly, he flipped his blonde hair out his face and leaned in even closer his lips, almost touching yours again, despite knowing you should, you still couldn't bring yourself to leave. To go before you gave into him fully.
Your nails dug into the wood of the desk you were sitting at, his annoyed turned amused expression not helping your control of the situation whatsoever. You were beginning to think you never did have control, starting all the way back from the time he helped you with the papers.
"A few moments? Who were you with before me?"
A moan escaped as soon as his tongue connected with your ear and you covered your mouth. "They obviously didn't make you feel like I could. Trust me... I'll definitely please you longer than a 'few moments.' You’ve seen a little bit just a few minutes ago."
Taemin finally returned back to his seat with a satisfied smile, picked up his pencil and looked at you, "I before E except after C... right, Noona?”
You could only stare at him with wide eyes.
You needed to quit before you gave into this forbidden fruit.
***
Taemin tried to keep the annoyance off of his face as the two of you went back to working on his English homework. He didn’t want to work on this… he wanted to work on you.
He did find it quite amusing that you tried to keep your distance away from him. He knew you were just as aroused as he was, but you were stubborn. Taemin shifted in his seat attempting to adjust his pants that were in a very uncomfortable position.
“Oh, whatever.” He heard you say before your lips were on his again.
The kiss was sloppy and you climbed in his lap, sliding over his erection.
Groaning, Taemin pulled away from your kiss, “What changed your mind?”
***
What did change your mind?
Maybe it’s how you were so sexually frustrated you couldn’t think anymore. Or maybe it was the fact you didn’t care anymore.
Probably a mixture of both. But right now you didn’t dare think about anything but easing the throbbing.
Not answering him both of your hands grabbed his face kissing him fiercely. Taemin’s arms wrapped around your waist bringing him closer to you and you grinded against him earning another moan. You bit down on his bottom lip and his hands slid slowly down to the small of your back, trying to bring your hips closer and he began to grind in time with you, the friction hitting you just right.
One of his hands left your back and found its way up to your hair and he took your hair out from the ponytail and he ran his fingers through it.
His lips left yours as you sucked in much needed air and he made a trail across your jawline with his teeth.
“I was wondering how long you were going to take to admit you want me.”
You laughed breathily, “Shut up Taemin.”
He reached up and squeezed your breast and you moaned. “Such a bad girl, Noona…” he kissed your ear and his tongue outlined the outer shell of your ear.
Your hands dipped under the bottom of his shirt and he raised his arms so that you could take it off and you kissed him again. Taemin stood up from the chair and sat you down in the desk.
Pulling away blushing “Taemin… this is Dr. Jung’s desk.”
He smirked devilishly at you and cleared all of the papers to prove a point, “That makes me want to do it even more.”
You giggled and spread your legs so that he could get in between them. Taemin made quick disposal of your tank top and stood their staring at your chest.
“Taemin… you’re acting like you’ve never seen boobs before.”
For the first time you saw him blush but he tried to cough it away. “You’re just really hot Noona.”
He complimented and at that time he seemed like a younger boy to you. You kissed his lips sweetly and stretched out your legs. Taking the hint he unbuttoned your shorts and slid them along with your panties off of your bottom half.
***
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Taemin stared at your naked body in awe. You were so sexy stretched before him on this desk. Your nipples were red with bite marks on them from his lastest teasing. Your body was glistening with sweat from your last orgasm and your vagina filled with his semen. He smirked in satisfaction as he saw his cum dripping out of you. No he knew why Jonghyun liked sex so much.
Taemin grabbed your legs, spread them wide and pushed them up to your face. He breathed cold air on your folds and you whimpered, still senstive from when you last came.
"That's right moan for your student...."
His eyes continued to watch you as he bent his head down to taste you for the first time.
"Taeeee~"
He thrusted his tongue inside of you basking in the sounds of his name on your lips. He pinched your swollen clit and licked up and down your folds. You were his tonight.