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@(✞) lee hyunwoo A predator? Is that what you fancy yourself?
/he chuckles, sighing in pleasure when your nails finally sink into his flesh hard enough to draw that sweet blood to the surface. So close to what he wants, but just not enough. A disappointment, as boring as your pointless little speeches/
/the sharp slap across his was anticipated and his lips curled in amusement as he let himself sink down onto the desk, subtly reaching for his favorite red pen and the test he hadn't finished grading. He paused for a moment in his endeavor, his mind consumed for those brief and tantalizing seconds when the pain tore through him as your so mercilessly plunged deep. It made his breath catch and it tore an unabashed moan from him, it was so good, but terribly fleeting. The rough friction against his tore flesh was maddeningly wonderful, but alone it just wasn't enough to satisfying that burning need that threatened to consume him on the edges of his sanity/
Someday you will understand what it means to be a predator.
/he rasped, flipping the damned test to the next page so he could read through the answers written so neatly on the page. Student children all of them. Waste of time, waste of potential. He wanted more, he wanted flesh to give beneath his teeth and the delicious taste of blood to fill his senses. He wanted agony to sear him to the core, he wanted to be ripped open and devoured. He wanted, by Lucifer, he wanted it so badly, and the teasing glimpses he was given only heightened that need/

@(✞) lee taemin mm, professor lee is indeed a . so the rumors are true.
/the raspy undertones of his voice resonate against your ear lobe, sure to send prickles of pleasure down your spine; his expansion for territory pauses briefly, head cocked a few degrees against your neck, proximity remaining as he slips a hand underneath the end of your shirt, palm gingerly resting against the bare flesh of your hip.
you're mistaken, professor lee. i'm nearly just as qualified as a fallen as you are, yet i'm different from you. it's simply due to our respective natures as you're quick, sharp witted, and enjoy the sharpest punishments. however, i...
/applies pressure against your hip from my palm as if blithly gesturing you toward my length, yet my nails sink into your flesh once more, drawing blood beneath the diaphonous fabric of your shirt as he ruts his hips forward, illicit tension and pleasure growing between our thighs.
i'm far more like a predator than you. i stalk and tease my prey properly before i strike, leaving them as nothing else other than being mine. mine to play with, to feed from, to torture. and i know exactly what i'm going to do with you.
/he then accentuates his point by forcing your pants and boxers down once more, delivering a harsh spank against your cheek whilst he fishes his length from the confines of his boxers; he fists his length a few times, making no gesture in preparation before he forces himself inside, unable to wait as he s inside in one movement.
/forcing your upper half against the surface of the desk, he fists your hair, forcing your cheek against the surface of the wood as you receive every inch of his length, emitting a brief groan, excitement rattling his once cool composure, even more so stimulated as blood seeps between your thighs.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo Yes, pity that. It would be so much more fun if I didn't.
/he agrees, a note of almost longing coloring his tone as he lets his eyes slide closed at the rough grip on his hair/
You're a senior.
/he repeats in amusement, letting his hand fall back to rest on the desk as he decides to let things play out a little longer, since they're finally getting interesting/
There hasn't been anything lovely about your execution yet. You are good at talking yourself up, but you have nothing to show for it. You're a disappointment as a fallen.
/the soft kisses almost tear a growl of annoyance from his throat but the bite of your teeth placates the temper threatening to rise to the surface. It's not enough though, too gentle, it only makes him crave more with that burning madness that scorches beneath his skin/
You don't have the bite to back up such a threat. Don't make promises you can't keep.

@(✞) lee taemin it wouldn't be since you want it.
/hisses in response, gaze calculative as he lifts a hand, roughly your golden locks between his digits as he holds your frame in place beneath him.
i'm sure i'd be worth it. i'm a senior--i have more than enough experience in this regard than the former. i might even get extra points for such a lovely execution.
/muses as his head falls, pressing a few kisses that begin as gentle gradually mar your ivory neck into a purplish masterpiece, finishing at the base with traces of blood as his canines pierce your flesh.
... i'll make you pay me back a hundred times over for my embarrassment.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo /bows his head down against his desk, his shoulders shaking before the laughter finally spills out, cold with that tinge of madness that seems to define him/
Do you really think you have the power to me?
/he asks, still chuckling as he deliberately closes his laptop again, your attempts are almost endearing he actually finds them a bit cute as he flirts with the idea of indulging you. He reaches back and cups your length in his hand, running the nail of his thumb along the side in as much promise as warning/
I don't even think you could satisfy me, boy. I'm not interested in wasting my time.

@(✞) lee taemin /gasps the moment you pull away, breath haggard as he gasps for air, lifting his unpinned hand to cling to the bottom of your shirt, his gaze meanwhile steady and ignited with cold, searing rage; scatters across his visage, primarily collecting over his lips, the taste that seeps between his abused tiers utterly disgusting him.
/rises from his knees as you move away, following a few strides behind you whilst he eagerly wipes away the from his face, missing a few pieces; he swiftly stands behind you as you are busy adjusting his grade, forcing your knees to buckle against the desk as his prominent bulge rests between your clothed cheeks; he leans closer, heated breath against your ear, traces of still lingering at the corners of his lips.
make it twenty out of twenty. now. unless you’d rather have me it out of you.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo I don't remember giving you permission to touch yourself.
/he growls, kicking your hand away from your length and pinning it to the floor beneath his heel/
/abruptly pulls out of your mouth, keeping your head immobile with the unrelenting grip on your hair as he roughly fists his own . His nails dragging up the sides and he lets out a heady groan as the pain sends delicious waves of pleasure through him. He can smell his own blood and it only makes the experience better as he himself to completion, obscenely painting your face with his and smirking down at the pretty picture it makes. It almost makes you look able/
I recommend spending some time with the incubus, your technique needs work.
/he comments, sounding almost bored as he fixes his pants back up and walks back over to his desk to pull up your grade for the exam/
But congratulations you now have five out of twenty. You get two points for making some kind of attempt, look at me being nice.

@(✞) lee taemin /rests my palms on the front of your thighs, quivering with each of your languid s while attempting to overtake your position of power, head bobbing a bit more frequently in exchange as a few illicit slurps escape him.
/his voice wavers, sparing another scornful look upwards while he s his own pants, fishing out his length in order to please himself; meanwhile, hyunwoo is calculative, attempting to build an opportunity for himself to steal pieces of dominance away.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo /a soft groan of pleasure finally falls past his lips as your throat starts to relax enough to let his length slide deeper. It would have been better with a little more teeth, but a hot, wet, mouth was just enough for that pleasure to build/
You almost have potential. You need to learn to hate, fight, don't take it like a such a pathetic . You're not a ing angel.
/he hisses, his voice dripping with scorn, the rough quality of it only growing more pronounced with each merciless of his hips. He wasn't interested in dragging it out, it wasn't nearly enough fun for that but he sure as hell beat grading papers/

@(✞) lee taemin /he chokes at the sudden , exhaling sharply through his nostrils as he glances upwards to send a sharp glare in your direction, attempting to accommodate your size within the heated confines of his mouth.
/upon hearing your comment, his gaze falls briefly whilst his palms rest against the backs of your thighs, nails digging into your flesh until you pause in your force, seizing the opportunity to one of your cheeks in retaliation; however with each of your s, he emits a subtle, illicit groan as his eyes begin to cross.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo /his fingers tighten in your hair as the only warning his gives before s his hips forward, forcing his to the back of your throat/
Is that so? Maybe you would get somewhere if I cared about academic performance.
As it stands, you're at seduction, at s, and all around not worth the ing space you take up.
/pulls his hips back enough so you don't actually choke, but he keeps the tight grip on your hair, forcing your head back a little more so he can your mouth more easily/
You've got a pretty face but that's about all you've got, and it would look much better covered in blood.

@(✞) lee taemin /offers a snide smirk in response, silencing himself at your request while his eyes flutter closed, poignantly leaving a few open mouthed kisses against the bulge of your boxers, the smirk quivering at the corners of his lips as his arms encircle your torso, hands eagerly sinking into the fabric against your backside, palming your bare cheeks in his hands before peeling away your boxers just enough to expose your length; he wraps his digits around your length at the base, gaze fixated on the head.
professor lee, how could you have a temper like that but a length like this? ha, how cute... i can hardly wait to show you what true academic performance is.
/murmurs briefly, leaning forward for his tongue to trail illicitly over the head of your length as a way to appease your temper before gingerly easing each centimeter beyond my lips, taking my time as my head sinks lower.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo /smirks at the look in your eyes, almost daring you to do something about it/
You're doing an awful lot of talking for someone who's supposed to be .
/he points out in a bored tone, slipping his fingers into your hair in warning, his nails grazing your scalp/
Stop with the pathetic and get to it before I change my mind. My patience is wearing very thin.

@(✞) lee taemin it’s simply because i’m experienced in dominating, professor.
/sneaks a brief glance at your visage, eyes gleaming with a snake-like radiance as if cursing you before his gaze returns to the bulge beneath his palm, lithe digits reluctantly unsewing the zipper of your pants, pressing a second kiss against the beginning of your boxers, a third against the tip of your length hiding underneath.
simply because we are beginning like this doesn’t prevent me from coming out on top. it’s up to me to get what i want, and i’ll surprise you in ways you’ll never believe in order for me to get the grade i deserve.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo /with a lazy flick of his wrist his office door slams close, the lock sliding into place with a soft click/
Oh? Did you think I was just going to fall all over your with that ridiculous act of yours?
/a dark chuckle falls from his lips as he watches you with amusement, his gaze flickering down to the blood still staining your neck from his too-tight grip. It was tempting to tear open the flesh more, to feel it give under his teeth and let the sweet taste of blood fill his mouth, but he kept a leash on that hunger. He wasn't allowed to eat his students, at least not like that/
What exactly made you think you were going to come out on top? And you said you were my best student.

@(✞) lee taemin /he recoils, stumbling back a few steps as he raises his hand to his wounds, blinking in disbelief as he watches you greedily lap away his blood with your devilish tongue; however, his gaze narrows sharply at the retort, shooting a cold glare upwards as he presses a hesitant, brief kiss against the zipper of your pants.
... not with the intention of bottoming, no.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo For what purpose?
/he repeats, laughing at the sheer ridiculousness of that statement as he finally releases you and steps back, up the mess on his hand and savoring each drop. It wasn't as good as human blood, but it still had a deliciously sweet taste to it/
You aren't that stupid, you came in here with intention and I'm going to make sure you see it through.
/grabs your hands, moving them to his belt/
I'm not interested in playing games. If you want your grade changed, you better ing earn it.

@(✞) lee taemin /his cool demeanor is forcibly shoved away by your grip around his neck, his own nails digging into the flesh of your wrist despite a snide smirk remaining across his lips.
y-you--
/he wheezes, wincing as his skin is pierced by your nails, saccharine blood collecting on the beds of your nails and down the column of his ebony neck; he writhes beneath your grip, attempting to pluck a digit from his neck yet to no avail.
f-for what purpose, professor? i--i suppose i will get on my knees regardless as punishment. however, i'm unfamiliar with receiving punishments as there has never been a reason prior to now.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo I always use a different rubric when determining final grades for this course, and you aren't looking any better than anyone else.
/his lips quirk into an amused smile as he reaches up and wraps his fingers around your neck, squeezing hard enough to leave bruises as he stands up/
You don't get to make the rules, child. You got the grade you earned, and this little show of yours won't change that.
/he purrs, a momentary heat flickering through his eyes as he nails pierce your skin and drops of blood start to slide down his hand. He leans forward, up one of the crimson trails and letting the taste fill his senses for a brief moment of absolute indulgence/
I'll give you one last chance, either get on your knees or I will throw you out of this room.

@(✞) lee taemin /his visage cooly remains, offering a second amused chuckle in response.
because my grade prior to this exam was the best out of the rest of any other student enrolled in the course. unless if you're using a different rubric to measure who is the top student in the course, my name should be the first that would come to your mind.
/raises his brows for a brief period in interest before leaning over your chair, resting both of his palms on the arm rests, leaving just a few inches between our faces, the pits of his gaze static, swirling with the lack of emotion.
do i have to force my rightful grade out of you? i'm not leaving your office until my grade is changed to what it should be.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo And when did you decide to make yourself my top student?
/he asks dryly, leaning back slightly in his chair to regard you with a cool stare/
You are unimpressive, boring, and you lack anything of significance when it comes to your performance in my class. If you are actually studying then you already know why you're failing.
Now, unless you're going to be using your mouth for something more useful to me, get the out. I'm not changing your grade just because you show up and think your pathetic attempt at seduction is actually winning you any points.

@(✞) lee taemin /his smile falters, the corners of his smile wavering just briefly before he emits a brief chortle, maintaining the integrity of his grin across his visage.
i'm very sorry our performance disappoints you, professor lee. as a professor, it must be very disheartening...
/unabashedly stands at your side, his lithe, tall frame arching over the desk, resting a single palm against the surface; gaze transfixed on the screen of your laptop, he raises his hand to his tie, tugging it a bit more loose around his neck before stepping away, still lingering a bit too close at your side.
especially for your top student to perform so poorly--i should establish much higher standards for myself when i study.

@(✞) lee hyunwoo /raises an eyebrow at the intrusion, slowly setting down his glass of whiskey/
Of ing course it isn't. Don't come in here with that damned look on your face, you aren't any better than the rest of the insects that crawl their way into my classroom.
/sets aside his papers in annoyance and goes to his laptop to pull up your exam score/
You got... three of the twenty questions correct. Congratulations, you failed.

@(✞) lee taemin professor taemin...
/knocks on the door to your office a few times before letting himself in, a welcoming smile perfectly framed between his cheeks.
may i ask you about my exam score? it's another perfect score, correct?

@(♥) jung taekwoon /snorts in amusement, marking another F on the paper and scribbling down a comment before flipping to the next page/
Fine, either get on your knees or get out. I don't have time to play with children right now.
/scans over the page, shaking his head at the answers/
How ing hard is it to cheat? Did they actually think I would ask a question from the ing text book?

@(✞) lee taemin / a brow glancing over at the other male/
I could, or I could stay over here and be much more useful to you. /drags his tongue over his lip/

@(♥) jung taekwoon Maybe it's quiet because everyone is dead? Isn't that a lovely thought?
/he asks sarcastically rolling his eyes in annoyance/
Now shut the up, I have papers to grade. Go be useless somewhere else.

/noses around in here, looking about and this and that/
Not much goes on around here. /clicks tongue lightly/
Why is everyone so quiet? I'm suppose to be the only quiet one around here.

@(✵) wu yifan oh—it’s my pleasure, professor wu. my name is lee hyunwoo. i’m a senior this year, but i transferred here recently.
/offers a brief, indignant smirk in reply while extending my hand forward for a handshake.
what do you teach? your name sounds familiar.

It is quite quiet around here.