Say it - A professor Ren fanfiction (NSFW)

Take it, then.

11:25. 35 minutes left. 35 minutes, and you would finally get out of this math class. But that was way too long for you. At this very moment, you felt like you'd die if you stayed one more minute in this classroom. You didn't hate the teacher, though. Professor Ren. What you truly couldn't stand was math. You were doing a pretty good job in English and French class, but you couldn't understand a single thing about Ren's class. He wasn't rude with you at all, he was kind and comprehensive. But every time he tried to explain how numbers worked together to you, he failed miserably. You simply couldn't get it. But today was genuinely unbearable. It was mid-June now, and it was exceptionally hot this day. Ren opened the windows so the class could get a little bit of fresh air from outside, but he only made it worse. You were particulary upset because of the two girls who were talking really loud behind you. You hated them, and they hated you back. And they wouldn't stop talking, apparently. You heard your best friend's name. That was enough.

-" Would you please shut the fuck up? I'm trying to concetrate. Thankyou."

You didn't realize you said that loud. Really loud. The whole class was looking at you now. The whole class, and Mr. Ren. You quickly got back to work, and you managed to mumble what sounded like a "I'msorrysir."

-"Hey, you two."

His voice echoed in the room.

-"Since you've been chatting the whole hour, I'm convinced you'll do a great job for the next two hours. You will be in detention with your French teacher. And for you..."

He was looking at you, now. His gaze was reading your mind through his elegant glasses.

-" Stay here at the end of the class. Did I make myself clear?"

You nodded, and the girls behind you did too. Great. You'll have to stay in this classroom even more than usual. You let out a sigh and watched Mr. Ren writing the homework you would have to do for tomorrow on the white board. Then he got back to his desk. He didn't look so bad for a Math teacher. He was quite handsome, actually. He had beautiful raven hair, a pale skin and black puppy eyes. He was massive, too. He was lean, yet really muscular, with huge shoulders and large hands...

-" Gosh, it's really hot in here."

He removed his grey jacket. He wore a light blue T-shirt with black jeans, and when he took off his jacket, you almost gasped at the sight of his strong forearms. You were starting to wonder, what was going to happen after the bell would ring? Was he going to punish you? Of course he was. But how?
Everybody was hurrying to get out of the classroom, and you noticed the two girls were looking at you like they were disgusted by your presence. When they finally left, you stayed at your desk in silence.

-"Y/N ?"

You almost jumped at the sound of his voice calling your name.

-"Yes, sir?"

-" Come at my desk."

You walked to his desk, and you stood in front of him for about 2 minutes before he finally spoke.

-" Why did you talk to them like that?"

-" I'm sorry, they were talking about... My best friend, and I..."

-" You need to be more concentrate in my class. If you want to graduate, you better not speak like that again, okay?"

-" Okay."

-" Good."

He began to gather the tests from today, but you didn't leave. You just stood here silently.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked at you.

-" Why are you still here?"

-"I don't...I don't know, I..."

He took off his glasses and set them in front of him. He was still looking at you, his dark gaze reading your mind like and open book.

-"Maybe I don't wanna leave."

You really didn't know why you said that. You expected him to force you to leave, but instead he stood up and walked to you. He was really tall, and at this very moment you felt like a prey, trapped in a corner by a hungry predator. And this predator was now studying you, his black gaze observing yours, your lips, your neck, your hips...

-"Say that again."

He stepped closer. Your back was almost touching the wall behind you, and you could feel your heart racing.

-"I don't.... wanna leave."

He kept staring at you, and you saw something in his dark gaze, a spark of what looked like.... fascination..?
He bit his lip, and you suddenly felt a strange heat in your lower stomach.

-"You'll have to be a good girl if you want to graduate..."

His voice was very low, and those few words were enough to turn your knees into jelly.

-"What...what was that supposed to mean?"

Your voice was shaking, your legs were too.

He paused, then stepped closer very slowly, so that your back was against the wall. You couldn't move, and even if you could, you wouldn't. He leaned in, his mouth on the side of your ear. Your heart pounded faster and faster, you felt like it was going to explode at this very moment.

-"You know I can take whatever I want..."

He whispered in your ear, his warm and minty breath meeting the sensitive skin of your neck, and it sent a delicious shiver down your spine. You met his gaze once more, his face now dangerously close to yours.

-"Take it, then."