Random One Shots

Part 1 He Can Read Minds

Writing Prompt #1: One day in class you decide to scream something in your head to catch mind readers. As you do, you see your crush flinch.

*Sexual Content*

I don't think there is anything more boring than my chemistry teacher right now. I have been daydreaming about things that I'd like to do with my crush this whole time. What? I'm bored and he's cute. He's in this class actually which is really sad given that this is the most boring class in the world. I see him across the room moving his legs on his seat. He's probably just as bored as I am.

"PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!" I scream in my head. Last night I read that the mind reader might be real. I wanted to test that theory.

Right as I screamed in my head I was looking at everyone to see some motion. In the corner of my eye, I saw that my crush flinched. Shit. shit shit shit. Please don't be a mind reader. He is focusing on something now. He looks worried. At this point, I'm staring right at him. I see him glance at me from the corner of his eyes. Shit. Shit.

He's a mind reader.

No, I'm fucked. I've been daydreaming this whole past month about things I want to do to him. He saw all of that. I'm dead. But hey there's no point trying to hide it now. I'll not just have to embrace it. There could be a chance that he's not a mind reader and that I'm just exaggerating. I'm going to test it. I'm going to think of the dirtiest thing I can.

He pushes me against the wall in my bedroom roughly. He pushes himself against me, kissing me, hard. His hands start sliding up and down against the sides of my body. My slide into his hair tugging on it, gently. I hear a deep groan in the back of his throat. He tugs on the back of my thighs asking me to jump up. I do. He cups my ass and carries me to my bed. We're still kissing this whole time. His lips trail down my neck placing kisses where he goes. He gently separates from me, taking off his shirt in the process. He comes back down asking for permission to take my shirt off. I nod my head gently. He takes it off and inhales a sharp breath. I don't have a bra on. He goes back down and starts teasing-

I hear a throat clear in the corner of the room. It's my crush. He looks flushed and in a strange position on his chair. He had a mixture of slant and legs crossed very strangely- wait was he getting hard in the middle of class? Is he a mind reader? Did he just get hard from my daydream?

"Can i go to the bathroom?" He asks huskily. He clears his thoughts again.

"The formula can be-" the professor stops abruptly when my crush asks his question. "Yes, you may." Knowing no one was paying attention to his class. My crush stands up and practically sprints out of class. I count 2 minutes and he's not back.

"Can i go to the bathroom professor?" I ask mildly. Hoping that he didn't realize how little time had passed from when my crush asked to go. He didn't seem to notice, or frankly, care.

"Sure," he says before restarting what he was talking about. I calmly walk out of the classroom and try to keep my mind as blank as possible for what I'm about to do.

"Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz," I think in my head trying to not let him know that I'm coming to him. I enter the boy's bathroom and lock it behind me. I turn and see him standing there with his hand in his pants. He stops suddenly looking at me absolutely mortified and scared.

Neither of us says anything for a few minutes until I check that no one is in the bathroom and unzip my jeans. He watches me while I do it, his hands still in his pants. I unbutton the jeans and slide my hands under my jeans and underwear feeling the wetness in my fold. As I touch my clit that's soaked I lightly moan and lean back against the wall of the bathroom. I see his eyes darken of what I just did. I see his pants twitch. We both know that we have 45 minutes till the bell rings we can take our time.

I slowly start rubbing my folds slowly. I watch as he starts pumping his cock at the rhythm. He can read my mind, he knows what I want him to do to get me off. He's been watching my daydreams this past month of course he knows. He knows that I like having control sometimes but also like to be out of control sometimes. I feel my wetness growing and rub faster. I'm panting at this point. He is too. He goes faster with me. He groans and he sees me going faster and seeing what I'm thinking. Of all the things I want him to do to me. I got faster. I moan a whiny moan. His eyes darken and go faster with me. I know I'm close at this point as I go faster. He's close too, I just know it. We are both panting hard at this point. I'm so close at this point I rub faster than ever. We are both going as fast as we can. My vision is fading of how good this feels just as I reach my climax the bell rings as I scream out loud. And he groans so loud. The bell covers our noises perfectly. We stand there panting from just reaching our climax together. We stare at each other not knowing what to do.

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by Juanita Maria