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“Sorry, sorry!” you said as you rushed in heels to grab the closing door after a parent left the classroom you were headed for.
You were incredibly late to meet with your nephew’s teacher, who had been holding a parent-teacher conference … which was scheduled to have ended 30 minutes ago.
“I’m so, so, so sorry,” you explained, panting as you burst through the door and spotted who was presumably the teacher in a green jacket standing with his back towards the door as he packed his items.
“I was slammed at work, and I forgot to bring my running shoes, and — and — my taxi got stuck in traffic …” you continued rambling as you brought your hand to your head, eyes closing from the sheer exhaustion of running around.
Shino remained unfazed. He was used to parents running late to his conferences — despite him sending out notices weeks in advance — which was exactly why he allowed himself to meet briefly with that final parent who had arrived right just as he was scheduled to close up shop for the evening.
But currently, Shino, who had continued packing his bag despite your incessant blubbering, was at his limit. Under his skin, he could faint vibrations from his bugs as he grew anxious to go home finally after a roughly 12-hour school day.
As he turned to face you, bag on his shoulder, he was prepared to thank you for coming, but ultimately tell you he had to be on his way. He’d give you his card, like he had with the other parents who’d shown up incredibly late in the past, then tell you to email him …
And, more than likely, he’d probably never hear from you again, except when your kid got a failing grade at the end of the semester … just like with so many other parents.
Yet, once he opened his mouth to offer you his card as he prepared to leave, nothing managed to come out when his eyes fell on you.
The low vibrations that hummed throughout his frame slowed almost instantly.
He could feel a heaviness in his chest as he quickly scanned those sleek red bottom heels, that form-fitting pencil skirt, your snug, silk blouse, those curls.
“And then there was this small family of ducks that—” you continued aimlessly on your mini monologue of excuses about why you were late before you opened your eyes finally.
“That were just —” your voice wavered when you saw the teacher’s face for the first time, “um, I mean they caused the cars to have … to —”
You furrowed your brows as you looked at him now.
Wait a minute. This was your nephew's teacher? This was “Shino Aburame”?
Gods, did they … did they hire him from a fashion magazine?
He had such broad shoulders, and you could tell from how his bun reached just over the top of the white board that he would likely tower over you if he was any closer.
Not a second later, your eyes immediately caught sight of the wooden kidaichū adornments near the high collar. Then you paid another quick glance at his sunglasses. The green jacket.
Well, he was definitely from the Aburame clan.
“I’m sorry, your — your Squirt’s teacher?” you asked him while you fought the temptation to continue poring your eyes over his large and muscular frame.
“Uh … Squirt?” he said in a monotone but raspy voice that instantly lit a small flame in your core, particularly when coupled with that soft smile he donned as he scrunched his brows together.
He found you even more stunning once he was able to see your face entirely.
He struggled to break his eyes from yours, having to force himself to look away after he felt he’d been staring for too long, concerned with making things more awkward.
But there was something about your gaze he found so inviting. A warmth in your eyes that seemed to command his attention.
You lightly smacked your palm against your head when you realized you used your nephew’s nickname and laughingly told him the teacher his real name.
“And you are his…?” Shino asked, putting his hands in his pocket as he took a few small steps forward from across the room.
You could feel your face becoming hot as he closed some of the space between you. His features were even sharper as he came into view. A tingling sensation emerged in your stomach as you barely made out his narrow stare from behind those tinted glasses.
“I’m his ... aunt,” you said hesitantly with a soft smile, the pace of your voice beginning to slow as he approached before he stopped several feet from you, with two desks separating you now.
You went on to explain that you were his father’s sister, which is why you and your nephew had the same last name. Shino said he’d remembered hearing the child’s parents had talked about a vacation when they visited the school recently, and that they’d have a family member taking care of him in the meantime.
He chuckled when you insisted on showing him a selfie of you and your nephew from yesterday while you waited with him at the bus stop.
“I can show you my license too, we really have the same last name,” you said eagerly as you began to rummage through your purse to seize the item.
“No, no, no please,” Shino rasped before lightly chuckling as he brought one hand up, “I definitely believe you.”
“Okay, well … perfect then,” you laughed, as you ran your hand over your curly hair.
When you looked up once more, your eyes locked onto his for several moments again. His gaze was intense, like he was studying you almost. And still, it took several moments for you to break away from his stare, as if it was pulling you in.
You averted your gaze once more, before nervously laughing under your breath after reminding yourself why you were here in the first place.
“Er … sooo!” you said suddenly. “I came here for, uh, the conference … to fill in for my brother and sister-in-law.”
“But, I totally understand if you—,” you quickly added as your eyes drifted to the clock showing the late time, not to mention the bag on his shoulder. “Yikes it’s later than I thought.”
“I mean I completely get if you rather head out and maybe they could just —” you continued.
But Shino hastily interrupted.
“No,” he said sharply, his monotone voice coming out louder and quicker than he intended, prompting your eyes to widen slightly. “I mean, uh, no, no, I can … stay a little longer.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to impose,” you asked. You hated that you could feel a bundle of nerves building in your stomach as you tried to hold your gaze to his. But there was something so alluring about those shaded eyes.
“Completely,” Shino said, this time more slowly, as he adjusted his collar before trying to relax his shoulders and the building vibrations under his skin once more in an attempt to conceal his anxiety.
You fought the urge — and failed — to ogle his firm, sinewy frame from behind as you followed him to his desk and prepared to take a seat in a chair already placed at the opposite side.
Before you took your seat, you set down the jacket you were holding and turned as you placed your purse and phone on a nearby table.
Shino could feel his heartbeat begin to quicken as he shamefully checked out the frame of one of his student’s guardians with almost entirely impure thoughts on his mind … and in the classroom of all places.
Those few seconds of you turned away from him were more than enough for the teacher’s eyes to follow each and every one of your curves. His tongue darted along his lower lip when he thought about how your small, but voluptuous frame, would writhe underneath him.
Quickly, Shino mentally tried to shoo away the thoughts when you began to turn around and take your seat. Lords, you were his student’s aunt, and here he was thinking of you in the most lewd … sensual …
Delicious ….
Shino’s brain short-circuited for a moment when you reached both hands behind your back to make sure your blouse, which could rise up sometimes, was still tucked into your skirt.
Shino took a deep inhale through his nose while your breasts protruded for the short moment before he quickly looked seconds later to retrieve folders from his drawer.
He pressed his lips together as he tried to calm the increasing buzzing below his skin.
Shortly after he pulled out a few of your nephew’s recent tests, you both spent some time discussing his performance in class over the next 20 minutes.
From what you’d gathered, he’d still been doing well academically, and he had improved in socializing with other kids.
“That’s good to hear,” you said, cooing. “My little Squirt is making friends. He and I have been having play dates with some of my friends’ kids whenever he comes to hang with me for the weekend.”
But your smile soon faded. “At least we used to before I got this promotion. I wanted to see about setting one up tonight since it’s Friday, but I had to book a babysitter instead since work dragged on again.”
You offered a soft smile at the teacher as you crossed your arms, trying to gain focus on the current meeting instead of letting your mind wander to just how absent you’ve been lately.
“Well, I’m sure he’s lucky to have you,” Shino said, as he watched you, his eyes narrowing on your face.
“And congratulations on the promotion,” he added, his voice still relatively monotone though his lips formed a soft smile.
“Thank you,” you said softly, loosening your arms as you shifted your attention back to the teacher.
“So, where … do you work?” Shino asked hesitantly, wondering halfway through speaking whether the question was appropriate.
“Marketing at Konoha Advertising,” you said.
Shino widened his eyes. “That’s very impressive. The reason being it’s one the biggest marketing agency’s in history.”
You giggled, your mood lightening some from being around the Aburame. You’d found during the conversation that he had a rather unique way of speaking, and that was refreshing.
“Well, thank you,” you said.
You looked into his eyes for several moments. There was something about his demeanor that you found enigmatic but mesmeric. And his voice, though monotone, was oddly soothing.
When your knee grazed his under the table, you and the Aburame jumped in your seats before you started laughing and shifted your legs to the other side.
“Sorry about that—”
“My bad —”
Shino bit back another grin as you began to giggle.
“So, how long have you been here, teach?” you said in a tone that was more flirty than it should've been.
A warmth began to spread in his chest once Shino noticed the shift in your voice. He nonchalantly loosened his collar to cool down some as his bugs started to jitter once more.
“A-about three years I suppose,” he said as his ears turned a slight pink. His apparent nervousness elicited a warm feeling from you.
You tilted your head as he spoke about how he became a teacher at the academy and his past as a shinobi. But, you could feel something in you begin to stir, as he spoke about his commitment to helping cultivate an environment to support the village’s future shinobi.
His passion, the way he described his devotion to students, his mission … he was so stern, but caring in his speech …
You pressed your thighs together as you continued to watch and listen to the teacher. But you couldn’t help it if your eyes fell from his gaze every so often when you’d look at his shoulders, how confident they’d sit along with his chest with his upright posture.
He seemed to exude confidence. He carried a sense of self-assurance that was magnetic to you. And lord did you annoyingly love a man who was good with kids …
How could he have lived here his whole life and you never laid eyes on him until now? Was someone hiding him?
If so … you could certainly understand.
You could only imagine how you must look to him as you leaned closer on the table, sucked into a fantasy of seeing how those lips of his you’d begun develop a sudden interest in tasted…
Shino tensed his hand around his knee under the table as he continued speaking, when he noticed your eyes drifting at times to his mouth.
Unaware, he found himself slowly mirroring your reactions at times, his head tilting slightly in the direction as yours while he spoke, his inclination to lean forward to match your posturing.
By the time he was done, he swallowed harshly upon noticing his stomach was pressed against the edge of the desk from just how far he was leaning. And the same could be said for you as you smiled softly at him, barely a foot of space between your faces as you sat in your chair, your upper half similarly perched over the table.
His eyes were so penetrative, even behind the shaded lenses, as if they could pierce glass. A heaviness weighed on your lower core as you stared further into the pair of those deep black abysses.
Could you get lost in there? Just for a little while?
Gods, he was a stranger and here you were all ready to pounce on top of him. Look away, your mind said, look away.
But you couldn’t. Just three seconds of looking into his eyes felt like three minutes.
Your arms became riddled with goosebumps the longer you stared into his gaze, before your eyes eventually flickered to his hands after you caught a glimpse of something in the corner of your eye.
“So .. were those … from the war too?” you asked just above a murmur.
Gods, where did that tone come from? What was being around this man doing to you? And could it continue …
Before you could think, your hand was already slowly reaching toward his. Shino stilled as he watched you, but he didn’t pull away when your hand touched his gently.
“Uh — ye-yes, they were,” he said, taken aback by the move.
Instantly, you looked up at him, startled after feeling small vibrations in his skin. Shino opened his lips to talk but looked away shortly after a pink tinge arose on his cheeks.
“They’re the —”
“Your clan’s special kikaichū,” you said slowly with awe as you inspected his hands closely. This was … amazing.
Shino’s brows were raised with surprise by your apparent admiration. Usually, most women would have reacted with disgust or winced, but you …
He studied you as your eyes then examined his various battle scars. From feet away they were virtually non-existent. But from this distance, with just inches separating you two, you could make out the slivers of white on his hands.
It took everything in him to pace his breathing so as not to send his bugs into even more of a frenzy than they were in.
But that proved difficult when your finger began to trail a long thin scar along his palm.
You froze when you felt the teacher’s thumb tenderly brush across your hand.
The move was instinctual, a surprise to you, but also to the Aburame.
You looked up quickly, your hands still holding his, as your eyes met his gaze. The room was silent for several seconds before you looked back down at your hands, and realized you were still holding his.
Just what was happening?
You quickly slid your hands from his, and leaned back in your chair before awkwardly smiling as you raised your hand behind your neck.
“Gods, I’m sorry, it’s late and I just was caught up in the conversation,” you said, “You’re probably wondering what is this crazy woman doin—”
“Er, no, it was …,” he rasped as you began to go on a tangent, continuing to apologize. “It … was pleasant.”
Your cheeks heated up once more as you turned from his gaze. “O-oh.”
Several moments of silence passed. When you eventually spoke again, you instead tried to return to your and his earlier conversation about his time as a shinobi.
You could be a sponge when it came to stories. You soaked up his tales of his travels with the now-hokage Naruto, and his adventures with his comrades.
You also enjoyed a good laugh while discussing how the politics of the various noodle shops have worsened in the Leaf in recent years ever since Naruto joked about declaring Ichiraku the best ramen in the land of fire.
“Gods,” you laughed, as you touched his hand lightly, making Shino’s cheeks redden again. “And all the other noodle shops are still demanding an apology.”
As you both spoke more about his time as a shinobi, you noticed his knee brush against yours at another point. But, this time, neither of you moved.
For a second, a smile broke across your lips before you attempted to conceal it by making a joke. You nibbled on your lower lip when you got a small glimpse of how the teacher glanced at you when he thought you weren’t looking.
The teacher tensed his legs as he tried once more to tamp down the vibrations from his bugs, all the while struggling to contain a growing swelling in his boxers.
The Aburame felt like he was playing with fire. At this point, he was certain he was flirting with one of his students' family members … and in his sacred classroom no less.
The do-good teacher’s mouth went slack when he thought of at least four rules, realistically, he knew to be violating at the Academy as he flirted with you.
“Are you okay?” you asked, as you watched the teacher’s frame appear to grow more rigid in the span of a few seconds.
“Yes,” Shino said, his tone slightly more sharp than before, as his bugs began to hum more erratically in response to his growing anxiety.
You leaned back slightly after registering his change in tone. Were you beginning to annoy him? Could you have been reading the situation wrong?
When you glanced at your phone to check the time, your eyes bulged once you’d realized you both had been talking for roughly an hour and a half.
“Oh God! I’m sorry,” you as you came to your feet. “You’re probably just dying to get home … and I’m still just talking your head off.”
Wait, no, no, no, Shino thought, alarm bells going off as he similarly rose to his feet in response.
“No, I’m sorry,” he said hesitantly as his head tilted down, “I must have lost track of time. The reason being …”
“I enjoyed your … company,” he said before slowly raising his eyes to meet yours.
The words from the teacher, coupled with the slight shakiness in his voice, brought an instant smile to your lips as you tucked a curl behind your ear. “Me — me too.”
But as your eyes drifted slightly down while you made your own admission, you caught sight of a rather …. surprisingly pleasant image.
Just underneath the bottom of the rim of his jacket, you could make out what looked very clear to be an outline of something in his dark green pants. Gods, it was…
It was the tip.
You tried to keep your eyes from obnoxiously widening as you followed the trail of the thick, swollen rim to the shaft.
You almost took a step forward instinctively before realizing there was a table still between you both.
Shino was still taken aback by your admission from before, his bugs’ humming growing more steadily, that he’d hadn’t even noticed you practically gawking at his lower half.
He wanted to ask you if you’d want to have coffee sometime … maybe lunch.
Meanwhile, your inner voice of reason was having an internal argument with another voice, one ruled by desire and instinct, as you tried to ignore thoughts you shouldn’t be having about your nephew’s teacher.
You were going to kiss him. You would kiss him. Wait, no, you shouldn’t. Think of your family, what kind of impact could something like this have on your nephew?
Lords, think of yourself and the impact he could have on your …
He rounded the desk, presumably preparing to say goodbye, and, judging from the looks of it, as he began to pull out his phone, possibly to ask to exchange numbers.
But as you followed him closer to the door, you began to panic internally. You weren’t ready to say goodbye to him tonight. Not even close.
As you both turned to face each other at the door, Shino was about to ask for your number after mentally giving himself several speeches to hype himself up.
“So .. I was wondering if you’d like to meet up som—”
But your lips were on his before he could finish.
Heavens.
You felt like you were on fire, your chest burned as you tenderly took his lips between yours.
Instantly, you could feel your senses become overwhelmed by the sensation of your lips being pressed against his … the hints of cedar, spice and mint culminating his natural fragrance that swathed your nose.
His lips were soft and warm as they slid between yours so seamlessly. You gasped as you felt small vibrations at every point your and his bodies touched.
When you paused, surprised by the sudden sensation, Shino suddenly broke away and then apologized for his eagerness, convinced he’d done something wrong.
“I’m — I’m sorry, it was too quick on my end, I — I apologize,” he said raising his hands apologetically, “I didn’t attend to—”
“No, no,” you said, hurriedly following him as he backed away toward the door, “please, it’s me, I was the one who kissed you, I wasn’t, I didn’t mean to, to …”
Your voice drifted when you saw the ever noticeable bulge in his pants.
Gods, had it gotten even bigger?
You could feel yourself becoming riled up all over again as your eyes darkened with lust. Shino, still ashamed by his recent improper actions as an educator, tried to prepare himself to apologize once more when he saw you’d gone silent.
That is … until his eyes followed your line of vision.
When he realized what you were staring at, he gulped as his length involuntarily jumped in response.
You bit down on your lip for a second, your attention temporarily devoted to the more than worthwhile sight until you registered just how long you’d gone without speaking.
When your eyes lifted to his gaze again, Shino began to feel a small quake start to reverberate across his skin as his eyes drank in your wanton gaze.
You were … lusting after him? To think that you … you were craving for him now the way he so desperately craved for you …
Before you could even apologize you found yourself somehow against the door in just seconds as the former shinobi pressed his frame to yours.
His lips found yours in an instant. You groaned as you felt his erection hard against your lower stomach, you arched your back automatically when you felt the vibrations grow more pronounced.
You couldn’t tell if it was electricity between you two or just the sheer force of the kikaichū as your frame began to quaver all over.
When Shino’s hands began to encase your frame, roaming from your back to the round of your bottom, where he couldn’t resist the urge to squeeze tightly, you titled your head back as you relished the buzzing from his hands, where the vibrations seemed to be their most powerful.
You began to moan as he took his lips to your neck, sucking along the soft flesh there, until you grew louder.
In a second, you were met with a vibrating finger against your lips as he leaned forward slowly to whisper quietly in your ear, “shhhhh.”
You gasped as your cheeks went hot when his eyes met yours once more before you whispered, “sorry,” against his lips.
You silently giggled while his arm reached behind your frame to lock the door, before he brushed his lips against yours. “Don’t be.”
Your pants mixed in the small space between your and his lips as you stared at one another with an aching longing. You were convinced his gaze could melt metal.
You playfully nibbled your upper lip as he began to close in once more like a stealth predator. His jaw tensed when you pressed your hips square against his.
“Fine, then maybe I won’t,” you whispered back teasingly before you smoothed your arms up along his chest before locking your hands around his neck.
You thought you could feel the vibrations intensify from underneath his skin when his lips met yours more forcefully this time.
Sounds of heavy breathing, clothes ruffling, hushed moans and wet kisses consumed the space around you both in the minutes that followed.
“Fuck,” you whispered once Shino began to lower his hands to the zipper on the back of your skirt, his vibrating fingers seeming to leave little quakes in their wake along your frame.
“What a naughty sensei,” you cooed in his ear, smirking as he rolled the fabric down your hips. When the garment fell to your ankles, Shino, who towered over you once more, grunted as he brought both his hands to the door on either side of your head.
Something ticked along the side of his jaw with that remark. Normally, that title was reserved for his students, and hearing it in normal circumstances would be enough to zap him into full teacher mode.
But hearing you say it now, as you stood in that tantalizing dental floss you called underwear, your silk blouse partly undone as slivers of your sheer bra peeled through, your head cocked to side as you grinned mischievously in your high heels…
That did something to him…
A rumble began to vibrate throughout his frame. Your lips parted as you felt the buzzing reverberate through the door he pressed you up against.
“Say that again,” he said in a low husky tone.
Your breasts began to heave as your breathing grew excited under his smoldering gaze. You began to smirk as you leaned forward to whisper in his ear, placing your hands delicately on his shoulders before sliding down inch by inch, prepared to take on the challenge.
Perspiration began to tickle his neck as your breaths crashed slowly against his skin. When his belt and pants were undone and fell to the ground, you whispered softly into his ear before nibbling his lobe.
“Sensei…”
“Gods,” he muttered.
Underneath, you were beginning to brim with excitement once you felt the buzzing increase even through his lobe and along his neck as you sucked him there.
But your kisses slowed, if only momentarily, when you felt something thick and large to poke you just above your pelvis. When you looked down, your eyes widened.
You could use that thing as a crow bar…
“Are you sure you’re ready?” you could hear Shino ask, apparent concern lacing his voice.
“I … I,” you stammered, your breath faltering as you examined the sheer length … the girth … the, the, the…
Was this the holy grail?
Your mouth began to salivate as your fingers slowly inched closer to his boxers. Gently, you stroked the length through the thin fabric, partly for genuine interest, to marvel at its excellence, and, honestly, to see if your eyes had in fact deceived you.
“Am I the chosen one?” you murmured before looking up at him.
Shino titled his head for a moment confused before he realized what in fact you’d been asking him and started laughing.
Then slowly, you gently gripped your hand around his rock hard erection — your knees almost buckled when you realized your vagina would have to do the same thing shortly — and said as you looked into his eyes…
“I will gladly take on this challenge for women and mankind,” you said, earning another chuckle from Shino as you also began to join in on the laughter.
Shino bit his lip as he watched you slowly stoke his length.
“Do you have a condom?” you asked in a whisper.
Suddenly his face fell as he looked away. He didn’t want her to know that he didn’t have sex enough to have some on hand.
“Er, well, no,” he said, his cheeks reddening. You could swear every time he did that you got a little more turned on.
“Well …” you smiled as you brushed your lips against his, prompting him to tilt his head up. “I am on birth control … and I haven’t had any since I was last tested.”
Shino’s jaw loosened. Were you … were you suggesting …
“I’m also clean and haven’t had sex in a long time,” he blurted out hastily, before internally kicking himself about 50 times. “I mean I’m — I’m clean too, the reason being …”
You claimed in his lips once more in a simmering, passionate kiss, wiping the teacher’s mind blank, as he slowly began to wrap his frame around yours again.
After several seconds, you broke away once you felt the vibrations underneath his skin begin to mellow some, your teeth dragging along his lip playfully, before asking in a smooth and sultry voice. “You okay now, big guy?”
Shino nodded steadily as he gazed into your eyes, mesmerized by you once more.
“Then let’s … sit down,” you said, your tone more suggestive on the latter half of your sentence as you guided the teacher to his chair nearby.
When he took his swivel chair, you smiled as you slowly eased on top of him. You took a deep breath when you felt his large, thrumming erection twitch against your hot sex.
You leaned forward as your scant, damp underwear glided over his, which you noticed had also had a small wet spot forming at the tip.
Shino grunted from the much-needed friction as you leaned further on top of him to seize his lips once more.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered between kisses, as his large hands smoothed along your thighs.
His breath caught in his throat, as he whimpered into the kiss when your hands cupped his member, which had begun to slip through the opening of his boxers.
When you leaned back, he jolted slightly forward, his lips still ravenous for more as you giggled. The movement made his large erection bob for several moments.
He gazed in awe when you slowly raised your hips above his, moving your thong to the side, while softly sliding his hard erection along your slick folds. Just the touch of his tip against your sex was enough to make you close your eyes as its vibrations relieved your swollen nub.
“Gods, you’re so … wet,” he said desperately as looked at you. The feeling and sight of your small frame preparing to take him was almost enough to make his cum here on the spot.
When you first descended slowly onto the tip, your jaw dropped by the girth that had already begun to stretch your walls. The buzzing against your g-spot made you exhale sharply.
Shino's hands gripped your hips as his jaw tensed from the feeling of your walls squeezing him so tightly already. He groaned softly as he watched you slowly take him inch by inch, the unbridled sound of pleasure one you planned to savor in memory long after your rendezvous with the teacher.
His breaths grew faster as he continued to watch his length disappear. You got off on how needy he looked at you taking him slowly, the sight coupled with his length the perfect combination to make your walls drenched.
“God,” he spat out in a hushed whisper, his eyes clenched when you finally reached the base of his erection, too busy pacing your own breathing to notice as you adjusted to the length. The powerful vibrations would’ve been enough to make you squeal if you were alone in your room right now.
After several moments, you slowly rolled your hips against his, and a small moan left your lips as you tried to acclimate to the constant thrumming from the kikaichū before stopping once more. When you rolled your hips a second time, you tilted your head back as Shino grunted, his head lolling to the side before biting his lip.
“You look so sexy trying take me,” he whispered huskily, while he ogled your writhing frame atop his length.
You bit your lip as you tensed your stomach before rolling a third time, only this time, you snapped your hips more quickly, make your lips part into a smile as Shino let slip another low moan.
“Trying?” you teased breathily as you began to roll your hips another time, and another time. Your shoulders started to curl as you tried to weather the growing vibrations that began to pulsate through his dick.
“Fuck,” he said in a low hiss as his slid his hands to your ass and clenched down hard onto your cheeks. You keened.
“So, you want to prove something?” he said in a gruff voice that shocked and turned you on as he began to move your ass up and down even faster, the tables of control turning quickly.
You tried to brace yourself on his shoulders to gain back control.
You panted against his mouth as you put your heels down completely on the floor, attempting to shore up enough support in your legs as you rolled on top of him in the chair.
Shino’s head swiveled to the side as he pressed his lips tightly together. You whimpered softly as you felt the vibrations under the teacher’s skin become even more powerful.
“And what if I do,” you barely whispered as you rode him more wildly, arching your back as you set your palms on his knees. A deep rumble escaped Shino’s throat before he used one of his large arms to pull you close to him.
You moaned softly into his lips as they crashed into yours. A wave of scorching heat seemed to wash over you as you and the teacher submitted to one another. Two strangers succumbing to their primal urges in the middle of the classroom.
When you two finally broke away for air, you brought your forehead against his as you started to feel immense pleasure begin to build in your core.
“Unh, Shino, I, I—”
“Come for me,” he said hastily, his eyes staring fervently into as he began to clench his teeth together.
Then, suddenly, a knock was heard at the door.
You almost stopped as your eyes quickly flickered to the door before Shino raised his hand to cup your face, hurriedly guiding it back to his.
“Keep going,” he said, his tone low and serious as he stared at you, his fiery gaze enough to make you melt inside.
His eyes remained on yours as he squeezed your ass, his other hand tightening around your waist while he continued to motion you up and down. His canine bit into his lower lip as you began riding him to the speed he set once more, only to increase the pace even faster as his hips jutted upwards.
You pressed your lips tightly together, inhaling deeply though your nose as you began to bounce on top of him from the force of his hips.
“Sensei, are you still there? I have to clean the room,” the janitor asked aloud as he noticed the light shining through the bottom of the door.
Shino’s eyes remained firm on yours as he watched you squirm on top of him.
But just as the nosy old man prepared to lean down to take a peek at the sliver of space that separated the bottom of the door from the floor, Shino answered in a slightly strained, but overall monotone voice.
“Yes … I’m … working,” Shino said aloud as he continued to stare into your eyes, his tongue running along his lower lip as he watched you begin to scrunch your brows as you approached your peak.
“Oh sorry sir, will you be staying for a while? Should I come back later?” the janitor then answered, quickly standing upright once he heard Shino’s voice.
“Don’t bother,” Shino said before catching your lips just as you were about to moan. You whined into his mouth as you rode him until you could manage to keep quiet once more.
“I’ll be staying here as long as it takes,” Shino said, slowly nodding at you as you stared longingly at him, silently begging him to cum. You pursed your lips as you exhaled sharply through them as he kept nodding, his teeth pressing into his bottom lip again while your walls tightened around him.
“Sounds good, have a good one,” the janitor yelled back before heading to the next room to clean.
Your breasts jiggled for the force of Shino’s thrusts as you bounced on top of him. You couldn’t keep quiet much longer. It felt like you were on the edge of the summit, hanging on for dear life, as he began to jut his hips even faster.
How could he look so impatient and not at the same time as he stared at you, the line of his lips curling into what became a hardened smirk while he waited anxiously for your impending orgasm..
“That’s it, baby, that’s it,” Shino said in hushed words against your cheek once you began to cum, your core’s slick grip around his erection making his eyes grow lidded as both his hands tightly clasped your ass.
“Shino,” you whined his name in a broken cry as he hurriedly brought his arms around your head, swallowing your cries with his lips, your whimpers growing muffled as you arch your back.
Shino began to grunt as he increased his pace, spreading his feet outward under you to brace both you and him as he jounced you more wildly.
You felt like you had reached eternal bliss as you rode your waves of blinding pleasure, which only seemed to grow more powerful by the second as Shino’s thick length vibrated violently inside you.
Shino struggled to take anymore as your walls continued to grip his erection at such erratic intervals.
And he didn’t want to anyway.
His mouth formed an unrestrained smile as he watched you become spent on his dick. And soon, he would spend his seed inside you.
Shino let out a sharp and deep breath through his nose as his member began to twitch while he hungrily watched you squirm on top of him. He felt like he was about to burst.
“You ready for me?” he said in a gruff voice, his tone anxious against your lips as he prepared to cum.
“Yes, yes, cum inside me,” you breathed out, your eyes locking onto the Aburame as you began roll your hips vigorously against his.
“Shit … you want it — you want it that bad?” he said, his voice strained as his frame stiffened.
“All of it,” you said determinedly through clenched teeth. His eyes seemed to widen with admiration as you brought your arms around his neck, rolling your hips with so much force the chair began to scoot backwards.
Soon, his head began to loll as his body grew limp. You kissed him passionately, muffling those soft moans and grunts as he finally reached his end.
You gasped into the kiss once you felt his vibrating length begin to spurt out ropes of heat inside of you, the sudden warmth seeming to send you over the edge once more as you started to feel more pleasure begin to unravel in your core.
You both didn’t stop going at it for another half hour.
Once you were dressed, you and Shino were laughing when you realized he put his pants on backwards. You teased him when he took them off by snatching them and running across the room.
When he caught you, you laughed as he encased his arms around your frame from behind.
“If you wanted another round, all you had to do was ask,” you playfully said against his ear as you turned to kiss him.
But before you could, you were startled by the sudden banging at the door.
Oh fuck .. it was the …
“Hello, sensei! Are you still there??” the janitor from before could be heard yelling at the door.
You sniggered, putting on your jacket as Shino gave you a quick kiss before hurriedly walking to the door.