an evening with mr. dun (josh dun x reader)

Part 8

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SMUT

it was lunchtime and eric pulls you and amanda into one of the janitors closets. 

"what was so important that you had to pull me away from my food," amanda glared at him. 

"yesterday i had stayed after school in the library to finish some work...and well...i walked past mr. duns room and saw him making out with a student" 

your stomach drops to the floor and you feel your cheeks grow red. 

"holy fuck, some lucky bitch is gettin it on with mr. dun," amanda was in awe. 

you force a laugh, "yeah. they're pretty lucky." 

"are you alright? your face looks flushed," you could hear the concern in amandas voice. 

"uh yeah i just haven't felt too good today," you fake a smile. 

"okay. come talk to me if need be," she placed a hand on your shoulder. 

"i will" 

the day was almost over and you were anxious to get to mr. duns room. as soon as the bell rang, you sprinted down the hall and into his room, closing the door behind you. 

"y/n. is everything alright," mr. dun stands up from his chair. 

"no. no its not," you cried, "my-my friend eric saw us...together yesterday." 

"what exactly did he see," he sits down on the edge of his desk. 

"well...he saw us kissing," you stare at the ground, refraining from making eye contact.

mr. dun lets put a long sigh, "we can stop if you want. make things strictly professional." 

"what if i don't want to," you step towards mr. dun. 

he looks up at you in shock. then stands up to kiss you softly, "i was hoping you'd say that. but we have to be more careful. are you willing to come see me at my house? or is that too much?," he scratches the back of his neck. 

you bite your lip. "sounds perfect." 

mr. dun picks you up and you let out a little squeal. he spins you around and places you on his desk. he smashes his lips against yours. tongues dancing in each other's mouths, both fighting for dominance. eventually he wins and you let him take over. 

"ah fuck i could take you right here," he growls, eying your body. 

"then take me," you whisper in his ear. 

"fuck thats hot," he moans, "but we cant. not here." 

you whine and he grabs your breasts hard. you moan and toss your head back. mr. dun slowly slides his hand up your short skirt to find your lacy thong. 

"hm are these for me?" he grins, pulling them off of you. 

"maybe," you bite down on your lip hard trying to contain yourself. he starts to rub his fingers between your folds. you suppress a moan as he sticks two fingers inside you and begins to pump. "mmm. fuck," you breathe. 

"god you're so fucking hot," he bends down to give you a kiss. his thrust begin to get faster as you grind up against his hand. you were so close to climaxing. 

"o-oh im close," you barely get the words out. 

"go ahead baby," mr. dun says. you release all over his hand and his desk as a number of profanities escape your lips. 

"damn baby. you made a mess. stay here im gonna go grab some paper towels from the bathroom," he kisses your forehead and walks out the room. 

you couldn't believe what you had just done. you let your hot teacher finger you. but you didn't regret a second of it. it felt amazing. you debated telling amanda but thought it be best not to. you put your panties back on. 

mr. dun walks back in with the paper towels to clean up his desk. you go over to him and hug him from behind. he turns around to return the hug. 

"im sure your moms waiting outside. you should go," he gives you one last kiss, and you leave.