TEACHER'S PET

Damien felt a strange wind blow by as he clicked on V's icon. Opening his eyes, he stood inside an empty classroom. The front desk was neatly put together, with a small plaque standing imposingly in the middle stating: Kim Taehyung.

Before Damien could even wrap his head around the strange fanfic au he was living in right now, the classroom door swung open, revealing a disheveled and upset professor V.

Locking eye contact with Damien, V hobbled over (not before quickly locking the door behind him) and stood looming over the boy.

V's eyes traveled over Johnny's outfit. Damien suddenly became conscious of the clothes he was wearing. It was similar to a school uniform: or so he thought. The top part was kept relatively the same, a white t-shirt, that hugged Damien's skin way too tightly, topped with a loose jacket. The bottom half, which would've normally been a pair of pants, was instead replaced by a pleated skirt that drooped just ever so slightly under his crotch. While this wasn't like anything Damien would ever normally wear, he was turned on; mostly likely due to being so revealing in front of his hot professor.

"Damien," V spoke, his deep voice sending a chill down the student's spine. "I- you know what, fuck it." Damien stared confused before Taehyung grabbed the boy's jacket, pulling him close to him and lamming his lips to Johnny's.

Damien moaned into the kiss, feeling the sparks of electricity charge through his tiny body. He felt so fucking thankful to be able to kiss V. To feel the lushness, the plumpness, the softness. God, he was getting intoxicated. He even felt his cock start to heat up, craving for this type of interaction for such a long time.

"Fuck," Damien whispered when they briefly pulled away.

Taehyung brought the boy back to him, his large palm placed at the back of Damien's head as he took control of the kiss, inserting his tongue and moaning at Damien doing the same thing.

Damien was practically whimpering into his mouth, he wanted to get fucked by him so badly.

"T-Taehyung, please..." Damien gasped when V pulled away. With a swift hand, he held Damien's wrist above his head, eliciting a moan from the young student as his perky nipples rubbed against the tight shirt he wore and the delicate skirt he wore began to ride up, completely showing off his luscious ass.

Staring at the boy, V responded. "What do you want boy, hmm? Say it."