#1 - Closets

                                    

                                          



"Ah!" Park Chanyeol cried when he reached his climax. The pencil broke in his hand and Byun Baekhyun swallowed all his come before pulling Chanyeol's member out of his mouth. 


Chanyeol pulled Baekhyun from under the table as he zipped his pants. He's still panting from Baekhyun's mind blowing blowjob and Baekhyun has a mischievous look on his face as he ran his fingers under his bottom lip, wiping some come away before licking his fingers dry. 


"W-what the hell?" Chanyeol panted. "Do you want me to fck you here? I'm still hard, damn it, Baek!" 


Baekhyun giggled as he threw their professor a glance. "Why not?" he purred. "She's not looking." 


"Argh, Baek." Chanyeol groaned. "Stop teasing!" 


The smaller licked his lips as he moved closer to Chanyeol, wrapping his one arm around the giant's neck. He pulled him closer until their lips are inches apart. "Why not?" he repeated. "I fcking want you to fill me up right now, baby." 


And that was it before Chanyeol pulled Baekhyun's face, kissing him hungrily. His free hand traveled under Baekhyun's shirt, caressing his skin underneath until Baekhyun's breath hitched and a moan escaped his parted lips. Chanyeol sucked on Baekhyun's lower lip, running his tongue over the smooth surface. 


Baekhyun reached down to unbutton Chanyeol's shirt. And that's when their professor started slamming her desk, making Chanyeol and Baekhyun pull away from each other, panting. 


"My goodness!" she exclaimed in disbelief. "How dare you make out in my class!" 


Chanyeol swallowed nervously but Baekhyun is still smirking, wiping his lips free from spit. He threw the professor an 'I don't give a damn' look before slumping on his seat, totally not caring. The old professor fixed her spectacles and looked around the class, glaring. 


"M-ma'am," Chanyeol stammered. "We're sorry for--"


"Detention!" The professor shouted. "The both of you! Detention!"