green-eyed professor (not literally) (part ii, au bellamy blake one-shot)
Prompt: Professor Bellamy has a hard on, err a soft spot for his favorite student.
Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Reader
Warnings: SMUT, SO MUCH SMUT, cursing, dom!Bellamy, Bellamy with a professor kink (?), unprotected sex, spanking, dirty talk (?)
A/N: HEY BABIES. I AM BACK. I really hope you guys enjoy this. It is pure, raw, dirty Bellamy Blake smut. I loved writing this (after I found out exactly what I wanted) and I really hope you guys love reading it. Please tell me what you think!!! !!!!GIFS NOT MINE!!!!!!!
I let out a small gasp as Bellamy pushes me into his classroom, the door shutting behind us with a loud thud.
“You know,” I turn around, planning on mouthing off to him. “You really–”
“I really what, princess?” Bellamy turns around, eyes dark as he teasingly removes his tie. “You’ve been talking an awful lot today.”
“Yeah, well–” he brings his hand and wraps it around my throat, his thumb teasing my bottom lip.
“Well what?” He tightens his grip on my neck and I tilt my head back, a slight gasp escaping me. “You should put your mouth to use, princess.”
“M-make me,” I gasp out as his hand moves soothingly across my neck. He pulls me closer, his free hand gently kneading my ass. He brings his lips closer, hovering over mine, teasing me as he smacks my ass.
I moan against his lips, the perfectly plump set that’s just millimeters away from mine. He smirks at my reaction, his hand landing against my ass even harder this time around. My mouth falls open, eyes closed as I moan.
“Someone’s very naughty,” Bellamy whispers against my lips, his mouth turned up into a smirk.
“Yeah, you obv–” I’m cut off by Bellamy tugging my hair.
“Did I ask you to speak, little girl?” He places his mouth against the base of my throat, his hot breath fanning against me. “Only speak when spoken to. I thought you knew this, hm?”
I gulp, closing my eyes as I wait, not knowing whether that was a question or a statement. His hand landing against my ass gave me the answer I was looking for.
“I asked you a question. You know to only speak when spoken to, correct?” He tugs my hair again, leveling my face with his.
“Y-yes, sir,” I nod, blushing lightly as he eyes me.
“That’s a good girl,” he hums, kneading my ass with one hand while the other gently releases my hair and grabs the back of my neck. He buries his head against the crook of my neck, leading my hands to his curly locks. I quickly tangle my fingers into his hair as he bites down on my neck.
I whimper into his ear, gently taking his earlobe into my mouth as he sucks on the small patch of skin on my neck. I tug his hair and he moans in satisfaction. He pulls me flush against him and I moan, feeling his erection against my waist.
“Seems to me like you’re enjoying yourself far too much,” Bellamy smirks, bringing his lips up to my jaw. He pulls away from me, leaving me a trembling, moaning mess. His smirk only widens at my state; his hands grab ahold of his tie as his eyes bore into mine. “Strip for me.”
My eyes go wide at his demand, my panties only growing wetter at the husky tone in his voice. I clench my thighs together, trying my best not to completely melt under his lustful gaze.
“Did you not hear what I said?” He takes a threatening step closer and I take one step back, bumping into a table. “I told you to strip for me. Get to it, pet.”
I nearly whimper at his excessive pet names but instead opt out of that, choosing to simply nod my head and bite my lip as I look right at him. I slowly pull down the sleeves of my dress as he undoes his pants, his erect member freeing up into his boxers. I moan at the sight, letting my dress fall to the floor as I stand in front of him in my lace lingerie. Bellamy raises his brows as he takes in my attire, a small grunt escaping his mouth as he rubs himself through his boxers.
“Seems like you planned this, pet,” he walks over to me and presses his erection against my pelvis. “You wanted this to happen, didn’t you?”
“I-I could only hope this would be the outcome,” my breath comes out in pants as he teasingly grinds himself into me, my panties dripping at this point.
“And if this hadn’t happened, then what? Hm?” His hands move up to my hair, tugging my head back to expose my chin. He places his lips right above my neck as he continues questioning me. “Had I not brought you into my room, would you have gone home with that Murphy kid?”
“M-maybe,” I smirk as his head snaps back from my neck. “We live together, who knows what would have happened.”
“You little slut,” he chuckles, shaking his head as he removes his pelvis from mine. A light whimper escapes my lips, giving away my brave facade. His hand tightens around my hair as he turns me around, my back facing him. He quickly grabs my hands and wraps a soft, silky material around them: his tie! I groan at the feeling, at the excitement of what’s to come. He grips my face, his fingers digging into my cheeks as he turns my head around to face him. “You’re my little slut, do you understand?”
My eyes go wide and I’m momentarily speechless as his dark eyes bore into mine. He raises his brows and I realize he’s still waiting for an answer from me. Before I’m able to produce an answer, his free hand falls against my ass, hard. I let out a gasp as Bellamy’s grip tightens around my cheeks.
“I asked you a question. Do you understand that you’re my little slut?” He raises a brow at me and loosens his grip slightly to give me some room to answer his question.
“Y-Yes, sir. I understand.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, his hand falls against my ass again.
“That’s my good girl,”he groans, kneading my ass as his other hand turns my head back around and pushes me lower, my front parallel with the table in front of me. His hands move away from me as I hear clothes being shred. I whimper lightly at just the thought of his naked body.
“How cute,” he chuckles and presses his chest against my back, pushing me further against the table. “Is my little slut needy for me? Does she want me to touch her?”
“Y-Yes, sir,” I whimper as his hot breath fans against my ear. He smirks against me, wrapping his lips around my earlobe and sucking on it.
“Such a good girl,” he bites the area behind my ear and moves my panties to the sides as he suddenly inserts two fingers inside me. I groan and arch my back, his hard chest there to hold me back. “So responsive to my touch. So wet. Who made you this wet?”
“Y-you did… professor,” I bite my lip as I await his reaction. He stiffens against me, his fingers still inside me, unmoving. He lets out a groan as his erect member is pressed against my ass.
“That’s so hot,” he bites my shoulder as his fingers slowly move back out of my opening. “Say that again.”
“You made me so wet, professor,” I moan out as his thumb begins playing with my clit, his free hand wrapped around the tie as he pulls my hands back against my ass. He lifts his hips up, his erection pressed into my palms as he growls in my ear.
“Grab it, baby girl. Grab my cock, see how hard it is for you,” he nips my shoulder as my hands eagerly wrap around his erect cock. He groans against my shoulder as I rapidly move my hands up and down his cock.
His thumb keeps moving against my clit, faster than before, as though he’s trying to see who can make the other cum first. I brush my fingers against his tip and his hips jerk into my hands as I teasingly run my fingers over his shaft.
“Stop!” He removes his hand from my clit and tightens his tie over my wrists. “Do you seriously think I’d cum before you did, baby girl?” His free hand comes down against my ass and I let out a scream, the stinging sensation worse than before.
“Don’t act like you don’t like it, baby,” he kisses my lower back as his hand falls against my ass again. This time, I emit a moan from deep in my throat as the pain quickly turns into pleasure. “There’s a good girl.”
“P-please,” I whimper as his thumb finds my clit again and his index finger begins teasing my opening.
“Please what?” I can practically hear his smirk as he rams two fingers in and out of me.
“Oh, fuck!”I yell and lean forward, resting my forehead against the hard table. “P-please fuck me, professor. I-I can’t take it much longer!”
“Oh, but you can. And you will,” he tightens his grip on my hands as I feel him remove his fingers from inside me. His hands grip my ass, spreading the cheeks as he groans. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”
I whimper as I feel his breath fan against my slit, his hands gently kneading my ass. He licks his way down from my ass to my open slit, and I feel him smirk as he buries his face against my pussy. I feel myself throbbing as I bite my bottom lip, the sensation of his light stubble alone nearly bringing me over the edge.
“Does my little girl like this?” His face is still pressed against me as he speaks, his nose nuzzling my opening.
“Y-yes, sir. I really like–” His hands hold my ass apart as he rams his tongue into me, his teeth gently playing with my clit. “O-ohhhhh fuuuuuck!”
He smiles against me, his fingers reaching up to pinch my clit as his tongue continues ravishing me. My lips throb as Bellamy continues playing with me. “I-I’m so-”
Just as quickly as he pressed against me, he was gone.
“F-Fuck wh-why?” I pant, whimpering at the loss of contact.
“I almost came at the sight of you,” he leans over and growls in my ear as he rams his thick, bare cock into me. I groan in surprise as he wraps his fingers around my throat. “You were a wet, whimpering mess. Every little noise you made kept pushing me towards the edge and I couldn’t take it. FUCK!”
“O-oh, sir,” I pant as Bellamy continues to ram his cock into me, quickly finding my g-spot. “R-right there. Please sir!”
Bellamy groans as he continues hitting my spot. He turns my head to face him desperately placing his lips against mine, his tongue making its way into my mouth as I groan against him. His free hand plays with my clit as he twitches inside me, his thrusts growing sloppy. My walls clench around his cock, Bellamy moaning into my mouth.
“C-cum for me, princess,” Bellamy’s husky voice makes me whimper as I near the edge. “Cum all over my cock.”
And I do. I cum all over his cock, my orgasm taking me higher than any before this. I shudder as I ride out my high, Bellamy groaning as he quickly follows, shooting his cum deep inside me.
“Oh fuck,” we both mumble at the same time, chuckling as I lean back against him and gently place a kiss against his lips.
“This was a fun class,” I tease as he removes himself from inside me.
“The classes were fun when you were around,” he winks and lightly slaps my ass, eyes widening slightly as he looks down.
“What? What is it?” I furrow my brows and look at the side of my ass, seeing the edge of his handprint. “Someone likes to mark me up.”
“You haven’t even seen your lower back yet,” he walks closer and bites my shoulder again. “Or your shoulders for that matter.”
I laugh and gently nudge him just as the bell rings. Our eyes widen as the students run around in the hallways.