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This was wrong. So fucking beyond wrong, and that was why Kylo’s blood pounded hard in his veins and in his ears, nearly muffling out the click of his belt as Rey’s deft fingers undid it and slid his black trousers to the ground after unzipping them. He didn’t bother stepping out of them, knowing he’d need to be able to pull them back up at a moment's notice. She’d been smart enough to wear a skirt, and it hit him hard as she pushed him back onto the floor just behind his desk that she’d planned this. She, who’d turned him down in this very room not a week ago, who’d not worn panties and was nearly sopping wet as she slid her cunt along his dick before sinking down onto him. He groaned in shock at the realization, his dark eyes meeting her hooded bright ones, her lips a slash of excitement, parting to pant his name as she quickened her pace. “God, Kylo--ah, fuck.” The color was high in her cheeks as she stared down at him, excitement and desire making a red riot of her skin. The class he’d taught--her Poli Sci 100 class--had let out only a couple minutes ago, so they had a scant twenty give or take until the janitors got to clean this room.
He hated that it got him so hot thinking about fucking one of his students somewhere so taboo, where he’d get fired and probably sued if anyone found them, yet there they were: Rey sliding up and down his cock, his hands palming her breasts through the unbuttoned top of her blouse. She leaned back to balance herself on his knees, and the curve of her body took his breath away, as though her clenching down around him as she rocked her pelvis in a circular motion didn’t do it enough. He wanted to make this moment last, had half a thought about stealing her away one weekend and taking her half a dozen times in this very room, in his office where she could grip onto his bookshelves for dear life as he pounded into her, but the clock on the wall was watching and if they weren’t careful they’d find out first hand just how awful it would be for them to be discovered.
He slid his hands down her body and gripped her tight by the hips, angling his body so that they twisted and rolled over. She hit the back of the floor with a soft ‘oof’ of surprise, followed by a guttural moan he felt from the tips of his fingers to his toes as he slid all the way within her in one fluid motion. It didn’t matter that hardly a week went by without them having gone at it at least a four to five times, more depending on her stress level with classes, she always felt so tight around him. A perfect fit, no one else could compare. He leaned over to bite the soft skin where her throat and collar met, delighting in the way that she shouted and how her hips lifted upwards. Her legs wrapped around his hips, heels digging into his ass in such a way that made his thrusts pick up speed.
He wasn’t going to last very much longer, and he pulled away from the hickey he’d left on her throat (whoops. She’d told him not to before.) and stared, instead, into her glazed eyes. “Rey I want you to come for me. C’mon, do it.”
“C-close, really close.”
A good thing, he didn’t know how much longer they had, and he didn’t want to chance it. He picked up the pace, abdominal muscles burning just underneath the pleasure of having her tight heat around him, and he leaned in to kiss her. She was so small in his grip he almost forgot, but then, balanced just on his elbows, their lips brushing against one another as she repeated: “God, Kylo, please --so close. Please.” against his mouth over and over, he was struck by how she felt as though she were made for him. She felt perfect in his arms, a sensation he wasn’t used ot and one he wasn’t willing to give up, and he let that steel him to hold out on his own orgasm until she had hers.
A greedy, selfish being he might have been, but the better he treated her, the less he’d have to worry about losing her. That alone was enough to push him to lean all his weight onto his left arm, while the right cupped her backside, tipping her hips in the perfect angle to afford the head of his cock to hit her g-spot. He’d gotten quite good at that, if he said so himself, and it took no time at all for her to come like that. She pulsed beneath him, hands tangled up in his hair as she held on for dear life. It was all he could do to keep her going, fucking her through the aftershocks as her voice gave out and her body relaxed, curling up into his embrace. He came with a great, shuddering gasp, filling her to the hilt and keeping himself there as long as he could. It didn’t matter that his knees burned or that his lungs felt as though he’d never take a full breath again for as long as he lived; she was warm and solid around him, he had the taste of her on his lips, and she was leaving a small pattern of kisses like star constellations on his throat.
They broke apart just as he heard footsteps coming down the hall, his heart dropping into his gut as he pulled out of her and stood, shoving his cock back into his trousers and zipping them up. Rey was on her feet and sitting in one of the chairs nearest his desk, her backpack having been left there, and had a notebook and pen out in record time. He’d just finished tucking the button up shirt back into his pants and sat atop his desk, eyes scanning where they’d just been fucking down in a desperate attempt to make sure nothing was out of order (it wasn’t, thank God) when the door opened. He let out a slow breath as he looked over at the janitor, who froze in the doorway.
“Oh. Sorry, didn’t realize--sorry.” The man stumbled over his words. The glare that Kylo was sending his way didn’t help in the slightest, this Kylo knew, exploited. Snoke had told him at least a dozen times to gain control over his anger issues after the last time he’d wrecked his classroom, but his reputation stood. Either way it got the man out of the room in record time, and Kylo waited until he heard him disappear to a different room before breathing freely.
Rey was fighting back a laugh, biting down so hard on her bottom lip he was amazed it didn’t bleed. Still, he joined her until his sides ached and he felt like he’d never stop.
“You ought to figure out an alarm system or something to better warn us when they’re on their way,” she teased him, throwing her things back in her bag and standing just in front of him. Sometimes she was damn difficult to read, and he wasn’t so sure if she was kidding or not.
“Do you plan on fucking in this room again?” he asked, brow arched.
She simply grinned up at him, moving to slot herself between his legs. “You don’t?”
His breath caught. She had a point.