One direction dirty imagines
THE TEACHER LOUIS
You look from the TV that was currently playing HSM 3 to the teachers desk seeing him grading papers, which must be the quiz you took a few days ago, his red pen held loosely in his nimble fingers, his brown hair was messy and hung down around his God like face, the way you liked it, he was sporting the perfect amount of stubble which turned you on more then his sapphire blue eyes did when he looked at you while asking a question. He carefully looked over a paper, taking the end of his pen between his teeth as he graded, that mouth was perfect, his lips were plump and pink, his tongue intrigued you as he would run it over his lips every once in a while, you couldn’t help but imagine how good he was with it, you shouldn’t be thinking of your drama teacher Mr. Tomlinson like this but you have the biggest crush on him, every girl in school did but that was expected with an extremely hot 23 year old teacher roaming the halls
“Hey, y/n” y/f/n whispers nudging you with her elbow
“Hmm” you hum turning your attention to her, your cheeks burning knowing you got caught
“Here’s a tissue to wipe up that drool coming out of your mouth” she whispers handing a Kleenex out to you, trying not to laugh, you roll your eyes and lightly slap her arm, you cross your arms over your stomach and look back at the TV, she slightly giggles and puts the tissue away before turning back to you
“You stare at him all the time, do you want to fuck him or” she asks, dragging out the last word waiting for your answer
“Yes I do, look at him y/f/n, he’s a fucking God, I want him to fuck me into next year” you say quietly, y/f/n stifles a laugh but fails
“Y/n and y/f/n, is there something you would like to share with the class” Mr. Tomlinson asks and you turn towards his desk blushing a deep shade of crimson before shaking your head
“No sir” you say, you could’ve swore you seen him tense at your words, you turn back around as does y/f/n
“I totes ship you guys” she says making you smirk, you continue to watch the movie which you knew all the songs to, the movie ended as the bell rang, you loved long block days, Drama was your last hour, so you didn’t have to sit in other classes imagining all the sexual things Mr. Tomlinson could do to you. You stood up and grabbed your jacket and backpack, everyone had stampeded out of the room so it was just you, what a good friend y/f/n is, you began to walk to the door
“Y/n” Mr. Tomlinsons raspy, angelic voice rang through the room, you stop and turn around seeing him standing against the side of his desk
“Yes Mr. Tomlinson” you ask, as he smirks and begins to approach you, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his black skinny jeans
“do you know what you said to me earlier” he asks now standing right next to you, you shake your head
“You called me sir” he says refreshing your memory
“Oh yeah, was that a bad thing” you ask and he shakes his head
“It’s a kinky thing” he says sassily, placing both of his hands on either side of your head, trapping you between him and the door
“Oh is it now, did you like it” you ask, having no idea where this sudden boost of confidence came from
“You tell me” he says grinding his hips into yours, you could feel his bulge pressing into you causing you to moan softly
“I think you did….. Sir” you tease making him intake a sharp breath through his teeth, which causes you both to smirk
“Do you have a sir kink Mr. Tomlinson” you ask placing your hands on his muscular shoulders playing with the drawstrings of his jacket
“Yes I do, every time it comes out of that pretty little mouth of yours it makes me harder” he says sliding his hands to your ass pulling your hips into his while he rolls his into yours
“Mmm, Mr. Tomlinson” you moan making him chuckle
“What do you think about when you stare at me durning class” he asks and you feel yourself grow nervous, you couldn’t tell him you imagine him fucking you in any and every position possible, fucking you with his fingers, dick, and tongue
“Uhm. How great y-your hair looks” you lie, not very convincingly
“Now y/n, do you know what happens to students who lie to their teachers” he asks, his voice now deep and even more raspy, you shake your head
“They get punished” he whispers in your ear, his lips close to your
“Hey, y/n” y/f/n whispers nudging you with her elbow
“Hmm” you hum turning your attention to her, your cheeks burning knowing you got caught
“Here’s a tissue to wipe up that drool coming out of your mouth” she whispers handing a Kleenex out to you, trying not to laugh, you roll your eyes and lightly slap her arm, you cross your arms over your stomach and look back at the TV, she slightly giggles and puts the tissue away before turning back to you
“You stare at him all the time, do you want to fuck him or” she asks, dragging out the last word waiting for your answer
“Yes I do, look at him y/f/n, he’s a fucking God, I want him to fuck me into next year” you say quietly, y/f/n stifles a laugh but fails
“Y/n and y/f/n, is there something you would like to share with the class” Mr. Tomlinson asks and you turn towards his desk blushing a deep shade of crimson before shaking your head
“No sir” you say, you could’ve swore you seen him tense at your words, you turn back around as does y/f/n
“I totes ship you guys” she says making you smirk, you continue to watch the movie which you knew all the songs to, the movie ended as the bell rang, you loved long block days, Drama was your last hour, so you didn’t have to sit in other classes imagining all the sexual things Mr. Tomlinson could do to you. You stood up and grabbed your jacket and backpack, everyone had stampeded out of the room so it was just you, what a good friend y/f/n is, you began to walk to the door
“Y/n” Mr. Tomlinsons raspy, angelic voice rang through the room, you stop and turn around seeing him standing against the side of his desk
“Yes Mr. Tomlinson” you ask, as he smirks and begins to approach you, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his black skinny jeans
“do you know what you said to me earlier” he asks now standing right next to you, you shake your head
“You called me sir” he says refreshing your memory
“Oh yeah, was that a bad thing” you ask and he shakes his head
“It’s a kinky thing” he says sassily, placing both of his hands on either side of your head, trapping you between him and the door
“Oh is it now, did you like it” you ask, having no idea where this sudden boost of confidence came from
“You tell me” he says grinding his hips into yours, you could feel his bulge pressing into you causing you to moan softly
“I think you did….. Sir” you tease making him intake a sharp breath through his teeth, which causes you both to smirk
“Do you have a sir kink Mr. Tomlinson” you ask placing your hands on his muscular shoulders playing with the drawstrings of his jacket
“Yes I do, every time it comes out of that pretty little mouth of yours it makes me harder” he says sliding his hands to your ass pulling your hips into his while he rolls his into yours
“Mmm, Mr. Tomlinson” you moan making him chuckle
“What do you think about when you stare at me durning class” he asks and you feel yourself grow nervous, you couldn’t tell him you imagine him fucking you in any and every position possible, fucking you with his fingers, dick, and tongue
“Uhm. How great y-your hair looks” you lie, not very convincingly
“Now y/n, do you know what happens to students who lie to their teachers” he asks, his voice now deep and even more raspy, you shake your head
“They get punished” he whispers in your ear, his lips close to your
These are amazing!!!
9/25/16