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"youve seen me before?" you whisper, looking up at the blond with wide eyes, hands clutched together, pushing tightly on your chest. hizashi didnt know what to say, just looked at you with his brows forrowed. "youve been talking about me?" he asks back, sending a whimper up your throat.
"hes so stupid..." you sigh, cursing aren under your breath. "its just that-" hizashi sighed, releaved youre speaking first, "-youre one of my favourite teachers and heros, i admire you, so... i just talk about you..." you whisper, looking away from him and down to your heels.
the air is silent now, hes not sure what to say, or what to do, but he knows he really wants to say something. "ive seen you first time when you sang fever. you were so... beautiful" he finally says, and you look up at him with those big eyes, almsot making him loose control.
"i havent sang it in a while..." you whisper. "two months" hizashi says, nodding, "ive been coming here two months" he confirms. "and... you didnt say anything?" you ask, taking a curious step closer to him.
"i couldnt" he reveals. hes not holding it anymore, he cant. right now, this is his breaking point. even if you reject him, he doesnt care. he needs you to know what hes been thinking last 2 months. "after i saw you for the first time... i couldnt"
"why?" you ask, looking up at him and taking another step forward, hands falling from your chest to your sides. "because i didnt know if ill get to see you again" he says, looking you dead in the eye. "what?" you whisper, your hands twiching a second.
"{Y/N}..." he sighs, taking a step forward himself, standing dangerously close to you, but not doing anything yet. hes so gentle and careful right now, youre both amazed.
"you are so incredibally beautiful..." he says, slowly letting his hand ghost up over your arm. "your voice is the most amazing thing ive heard..." he says, slowly letting his fingers touch your skin as his hand runs down your arm.
"youre not a highschool student... youre such a beautiful, special, young woman" you lift your own hand and slowly inch in closer to his tosro and finally, your palm rests down on his stomach, eyes looking up at him.
"i cant stop thinking about you..." he sighs, closing his eyes as he shakes his head, registering that hes just confessed, his brain fuzzy.
"i-i..." your voice starts again, and he opens his eyes to look at you with hope, "mr yamada... youre my favourite..." favourite what? "that tuseday when you covered me with your coat when i fell asleep in your class... i could smell you" you confess, your hand traveling slowly up his stomach.
"your coat smelled like you... so good... your colone and hot chocolate..." you whisper, shying away and looking to the side again, "i cant explain to you how many hours i spent on thinking about it" you smile gently and look up at his face again.
he is in such a haze, nothing is registering in his head. only now he starts understanding that youre not rejecting him.
you look up at his face again, your hand already lying on his chest, fingers touching his collarbone as you stared at his face. "please... dont tell anyone... anything" you ask again gently. hes not sure what youre asking him to keep a secret, but he knows he will. hes scared that you might turn away and leave.
"i wont" he replys, and you nod, before leaning up and pressing your lips to his, your other hand slowly drawing up his chest again. immediatly, he responds with his own lips and his hands wrapping around you, his fingers dancing down your bare back, goosebumps raising under his touch as his fingers slowly go down to the edge of the red dress, on the small of your back.
you pull away, and lean your forehead on his shoulder, sighing as his warm palm touchs your back. "if you want, ill leave. and i wont tell anyone" he says in a deep voice, searching for your consent.
you pull away from his shoulder and look up into his eyes, your hand on the side of his neck, your thumb on his jaw. "i..um..." you whisper, face burning up before you took a deep breath, "i dont want you to leave" you whisper, and the releaf he feels is godly as his fingers twich on your skin.
"i live up this building... do you want to come in?" you whisper, looking up at his eyes. his student whos been working at a bar is asking him up to her apartment after kissing him. "i do" he smiles gently, leaning down and kissing your lips gently.
smiling against his lips, you lean up and kiss him once again, and again, hands traveling his torso and shoulders as you kissed his lips and cheeks repeatedly, your heart thumping against your ribs, his heartbeat on your hand.
**smut warning**
finally, you open the door to your apartment and walk in, hizashi follows with his hand still in yours. its a reletively small apartment, a living room with a sofa, tv and a coffee table, a small kitchen, and 2 closed doors.
he closes the door behind him as he watchs you kick off your heels and return to your actual hight, and turn around to him again, wrapping your arms around his neck and clashing your lips against his.
he wraps his arms around you and kisses back, and quickly he starts kissing down your jaw and to your neck as he presses you to the wall, your hands working the buttons on his shirt while he kisses and licks your throat and shoulder.
"c-come..." you whisper, taking his hand and pulling him behind you deeper into the apartment, your neck glistening with his spit as he followed, starstruck.
you enter your room and stand beside the bed, hizashi looming over you. smiling, he puts both his hands on your face and brushs back your hair behind your ears, holding the sides of your head with his hands, thumbs rubbing on your cheeks softly as he kisses you repeatedly.
you return his kisses, hands pushing back his leather coat off of his shoulders until it falls down his arms and to the ground, leaving your hands under the white button up on his chest. he kisses down your throat again and to your collarbone, licking the sharp edge and kissing along it until he gets to your shoulder once again.
he nudges his nose on the thin strap of the red dress while leaving kisses on your smooth skin, feeling as you nod, he hooks his fingers in the straps and pulls them down your arm. the silk red dress falls in a puddle at your feet, leaving you in your panties, the sheer stockings, and the garters that are held between the stocking to the panties.
he slowly sits down on the bed, staring at you stareyed, taking in your figure. hes not saying anything, so your cheeks redden and you raise your arms to cover across your chest, but he pulls them down again. "youre so beautiful" he says, kissing your stomach and letting his hands travel from your chest down to your sides and to your hips.
"the first time i saw you," he whispers as one of his hands wrap around yout thigh, the others fingers wiggle into the stocking, "i was thinking how sexy youd look only in these" he says, his fingers rubbing under the garters belt.
he carefully unclasps the garters and tosses them aside, his warm hands rubbing on your thighs. "take yours off" you whisper, and he crawls backwards on the bed, you join on the bed, watching as he opens his buttons and pulls off his black pants, leaving himself strained against his boxers.
"come here" he whispers as he motions for his lap, and you quickly straddle him, kissing along his neck and broad shoulders. he dips his fingers into your panties, earning a yelp from you, and he tugs them down until theyre somewhere on the floor.
youre so wet, he notes, he could drown in there. he drags his long finger slowly through your wetness, feeling you shudder against his shoulder, and then he pushs it in, slowly, up to his knuckle. he feels you gasp against his neck as your hips buck, and hizashi cant even begin to comprehand how good and tight you feel around his one finger.
he pumps his finger in and out in a steady pace, not to fast, but very deep. he knows youre already ready for another finger, but he wants to draw from you every possible little noise. when he finally pushs another one deep into his knuckle, he feels as you start squirming above him, fingers digging into his shoulder.
"alright?" he asks, kissing your face gently. "y-yeah" you breath out, nodding with your eyes closed. "i can barely put 2 of mine" you whisper on his cheek, and he feels himself throb against his underwear. your hands are so tiny, so he cant imagine the sttech of his two fingers, third working its way in gently.
he rubs his thumb on your clit in hopes of making it a little more comfortable when he inserts his third finger, earning a bit down moan from you, and he groans at the feeling of your pussy clench around him. "youre so fucking pretty like that" he breaths out with a smile as he watchs your desprete face and whining lips, feeling you clamp on his fingers once again.
"you like when i talk?" he whispers, kissing your ear, "i could go on and on for hours about how perfectly you sit around my fingers...-" "no no" you cry, slurring words, "please, i want to feel you before i finish" you whimper, moving your hands down to tug on his briefs.
he gladly removes them, and enjoys the way your adams apple bobs as you gulp, staring at his member, stiff and leaking and furiously red at the tip. you reach out and wrap your hand around his length.
your hand is so small wrapped around his girth, and when you pump your hand up and down just this once made him even harder then he was before, which he is surprised is possible. you lean down and kiss along his collarbone a few times while pumping him in your hand slowly, he leans his head back on the headboard as lick his neck, his eyes rolling into his head in pleasure.
"lay down.." he whisper, raising you off of his lap and laying you down, he immedlatly hoovers over you, one of his hands holding onto his girth while his other is on the back of your head, fingers gently digging into your scalp.
"d-do you have pr-" "i-im on the pill..." you whimper as he rubs himself over your wetness and clit, your hands going up to hold onto his back.
"are you sure-" "please... mr yamada..." you whimper, begging him, fingers holding onto his back muscles.
he starts pushing himself into you excruciatingly slow, staring down into your eyes, kissing you to distract you from the discomfort. even after streching you out with 3 of his fingers, youre still so tight around him, gripping him like if youll let go youll die.
"just a bit more..." he breaths out, leaning down to start and sucking and licking your neck to keep you distracted, your fingers digging into his back almost painfully as he pushs himself fully into you.
"oh my god..." you breath out, panting, back arches. he raises his head to look down at you, lips parted as you pant softly, brows forrowed.
he pulls out and then drags himself back in slowly in a slow pace, his hand holding onto your hip, his other still on the back of your head, staring at all the little faces youre making while he pulls out, and back in slowly.
he leans down and presses a kiss to your lips, you turn it into a hungry kiss, lips moving fast as you grip onto his long hair at the base, and the way your tounge dragged across his made his cock twitch inside of you, and a delicious sound leaves your lips.
he pumps himself in and out of you, leaning his forehead beside your ear as he pants, you moan in his ear as you grip onto his cock inside of you. "louder... i love your voice... let me hear you" he whispers, kissing your ear and giving one harder thrust, you gasp and moan at his sudden movement.
he takes your hand and puts it on your stomach, your and his fingers just below your bellybutton, "here i am..." he breaths out in a deep voice, feeling your skin burn and you clenching around him as he moves inside of you, you can feel it through your skin.
he pants into your hair, murmuring encouragments and praises as he pumps into his, his fingers slowly working on your clit as you arch your back, mouth opening slack, your hands holding onto him for dear god. hes sure that if he'll die after this, hed die satisfied.
"mr yamada... i-i" you cant talk, mind blurry, not able to form words as you clamp around him once more, moaning out loud. "yeah? you need to come?" he asks, and you nod into his shoulder, panting.
he pulls himself up so he'll be able to look down at you, face a mess with pleasure, tears of satisfaction dropping down from the corners of your closed eyes. "open your eyes {Y/N}... i want to-fuck- see it" he whispers, watching as you slowly open your {E/C} eyes, looking up at him.
your fingers lace in his hair as you stare right up into his eyes, panting and moaning, eyes hooded as you stare at him. "please..." you whimper, brushing his hair back from his face and clamping around him tightly. he feels hes close to, giving you another pump, his body shaking.
"keep your eyes on me" he says shakily, and you stare up at him, feeling him twitching inside of you, his mouth opening to gasp, "come for me baby" he breaths, and you finally release, eyes staring lazily at his as he spills inside of you with a loud moan, feeling you clench and tighten around him as you release, a vocal whimper leaving your throat as he empties himself inside of you.
he stays inside of you, kissing your lips repeatedly, drawing everything he can from you even after youre finished. brain fuzzy and ears ringing as your warm breath hits his lips.
he carefully pulls out of you and lays down beside you on his side, one of his hands under your head, his fingers gently dancing on your shoulder, his other hand carefully trails from your waist up the curve of your hip as he stares at you.
you right now is the most beautiful thing hes seen, more then you at your shows. now, wasted and tired after loving him like this was the most beautiful thing ever.
he leans forward and kisses you again gently, "i love you..." he whispers on your lips, feeling as you smile gently on his, kissing him again, "i love you too..." you return, pulling yourself closer to him and kissing him again.
you lie there in this post-coital glow for some time, simply basking in the feeling of being with each other without any thoughts in your head. well, hizashi for some reason replies again and again the way you licked his tounge that made him go insane.
after sometime, your phone rings. sighing, you kiss hizashis lips again and turn to the phone on the nightstand, answering the phone. "well?" aren asks. "did you fuck your teacher?" he asks, and hizashi smiles smugly as you blush a deep shade of red and hang up immediatly, throwinf the phone off the bed and curling into hizashi, burying your face in his neck.
he puts his hand on the back of your head and pats it carefully, kissing your head as he wraps his hand around you, feeling you leave small kisses along his collarbone.
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first smut of this book. im shocked i wrote this. well, yeah.
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