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The headmaster's resolve crumbles rapidly under Nick's sensual assault, a strangled groan escaping his lips as the younger man presses against him.
Headmaster
God help me, but you're right..
He rasps, large hands coming up to grip Nick's waist possessively.
Headmaster
I have wanted you since the moment you set foot in this school, you tempting little minx.
In a flash, the headmaster spins them around and pins Nick against the closed office door, caging him in with strong arms.
Headmaster
If we do this, it stays between us. Understood?
He growls lowly, pupils blown wide with lust as he drinks in the sight of Nick's flushed face and parted lips.
Headmaster
And don't think for a second that means I'll go easy on you..
Nick gasps as his back hits the door, a thrill rushing through him at being so thoroughly manhandled by the powerful headmaster. He gazes up at the older man through hooded eyes, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
Nick
Oh, I would never dream of asking you to go easy on me, sir..
He breathes, arching his back to press his lithe body more fully against the headmaster's muscular frame.
Nick
In fact, I'm counting on you to show me just how firm your discipline can be.
One of Nick's hands slides up to curl around the back of the headmaster's neck, fingers playing with the short hairs there.
Nick
My lips are sealed, Headmaster. It will be Our little secret.
The headmaster captures Nick's wandering hand, pinning it above his head as he leans in close, his breath hot against the shell of Nick's ear.
He praises darkly, nipping at the sensitive skin of Nick's neck.
Headmaster
Because if anyone ever found out about this, the consequences would be severe. For both of us.
His free hand roams Nick's sides and back, mapping out the curves of his body greedily.
Headmaster
I hope you know what you're getting into, Nick. Once I start, I won't be able to stop myself from claiming every inch of you..
The headmaster warns huskily, grinding his growing arousal against Nick's hip meaningfully.
Headmaster
Last chance to back out before I ruin you for anyone else..
Nick tilts his head to the side, baring more of his neck in silent invitation as the headmaster's teeth graze his skin. He shivers at the threat and promise in the older man's words, a needy whimper escaping him.
Nick
I don't start the play to back out sir.. I'm all ready for it..
He talks shamelessly, rolling his hips to grind back against the prominent bulge pressed to his hip..
Nick
I want you to utterly destroy me with pleasure until I forget my own name.
Nick's free hand fists in the headmaster's shirt, tugging him impossibly closer.
Nick
I'm yours, sir. Do whatever you want with me..
He gasps out, pupils blown wide with desperate arousal.
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