What I Like | Jimin Teacher Smut

J-Jimin

"J-Jimin, ah-" You tried to respond, embarrassed. You could feel your cheeks getting red already.
He pushed you against the wall, one hand on the wall, one hand in his pocket, with his eyes looking straight into yours. What's going on? Is he mad?
"It's okay, (y/n)" he said.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I don't have a problem with it. I like it.." He said before laying a soft kiss on your neck. It was passionate yet soft, something only he could get away with. He took his hand that was previously in his pocket onto your back, pushing you towards him so your torsos were touching. You moved your hands to his back.
"I want you," he whispered.
His hands slowly moved down your back and down to your ass, pulling it closer. you could now feel his bulge. He was hard.
"Oh, fuck-" you whispered.
"Do you want me?" He replied.
"Yes.." you said in a moan-y voice.
"Then show me."