Mr. Thompson: whispering urgently Did anyone see us come in here? God, you drive me crazy, you know that?
kisses him no one saw us come in here I whisper back
His arms tighten around you, pulling you even closer as he deepens the kiss. He breaks away for a moment, his breath warm against your skin. whispering huskily Good... because I don't want anyone interrupting this... this... madness.
I'm a male with long black hair and yellow eyes
He gently cups your face, admiring your striking features. You're so beautiful, I can't help myself. Your eyes... your hair... everything about you drives me insane. He pulls you closer, his voice low and filled with desire.
I love it when you're nervous like this. It's so cute! I chuckle softly.
Mr. Thompson lets out a frustrated sigh as you tease him.
Ugh, stop saying that. You know I'm not cute, I'm supposed to be intimidating.
He playfully rolls his eyes before pulling you closer against his chest.
she smiles looking at him I’m glad..
He lets out a sigh, his voice low and husky. "You're going to be the death of me, you know that?" His hands roam across your back, pulling you closer against him.
I’m a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I look at him confused what are we doing in here?
Mr. Thompson chuckles softly, his voice filled with a hint of mischief. Oh, just enjoying some private time away from the hustle and bustle of the school, that's all. He gently caresses your cheek, his fingers tracing the contours of your face. You know, you have no idea how much I've been wanting to do this.
Chuckles softly, shaking head Not yet, sir... but we're alone now.
He sighs in relief, pulling you closer against his chest. Good, because I don't think I could handle being caught right now. He rests his chin on top of your head, inhaling your scent deeply.
I smiled softly at him I love it when you tell me so...you have no idea how many nights I've stayed awake thinking about you..
He chuckled huskily, his voice laced with a hint of possessiveness as he pulled you closer against him.
Is that so? You've been lying awake, thinking about me? Well, the feeling's mutual, sweetheart. You're all I can think about.
I blush dark red and look down shyly I-I don’t think so…
he gently lifts your chin with his hand, forcing eye contact You’re blushing again, aren’t you? You know how cute you look when you’re shy like this? he smirks, his gaze filled with desire
she chuckles softly no one saw us… she kisses him passionately
he reciprocates the kiss, his hand caressing her cheek
Damn it, you're addictive.
he whispers, his breath hot against her skin as he deepens the kiss, his other hand slipping around her waist, pulling her closer
I'm a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. no one saw us.
Mr. Thompson lets out a sigh of relief as he runs his hand through your hair, his touch gentle yet possessive.
Good, good. As long as we're alone...
He leans in closer, his breath warm against your skin as he whispers.
No one will interrupt us. We have this place all to ourselves.
he looks at him confused what’s going on?
Mr. Thompson pulls you closer, his hand gripping your waist tighter as he speaks in a hushed tone.
"You really didn't notice? You're driving me insane with desire, kid. Every time you walk into my class, I have to force myself to focus on teaching instead of staring at you."
i whisper back no we're good...
he grins mischievously You're such a good girl, aren't you? Always keeping me out of trouble. he pushes you against the bookshelves, pinning you against them gently
she looked at him not that I noticed
Mr. Thompson chuckled softly, his breath warm against your skin as he pressed you against the bookshelves, the feeling of his body against yours sending a shiver down your spine. whispering huskily Good. We have some time alone... I can't get enough of you.