Push him off

The sudden kiss by the taller femboy temporarily shuts your brain off. Just for a second you melt slightly and whimper into his lips, before your brain reconnects and you realize what’s happening. You push him away, stuttering something incoherent about him crossing a line,

“Oh, my bad teach!” He raises his hands slightly, mildly apologetic as he sidesteps towards between the side of your desk and the door. His grin proves to you he isn’t sorry at all.

Your face is blushed with embarrassment, anger, and humiliation. Before the brat can get away, you come up with the words “Detention! You have detention!”

He pauses, changing his mind from fleeing to doubling down. Turning around and bending over your desk, he taunts “you know, I prefer corporal punishment, if you aren’t to big a sissy to dish it out.”

Bent over as he is, his tiny skirt does nothing to hide his red panties with a big “kiss here” in black on his ass. You bite your lip… it make you feel good to do that, and technically there isn’t anything against doing so in the rule book. But you also know he’s asking for it, and you don’t want to give the Femboy the satisfaction.