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“ Lando, we shouldn’t be doing this, you’re my tutor and- “ Oscar gets cut off by Lando kissing him, his words muffled in Lando’s mouth, reduced to desperate whimpers as he slowly comes undone. Oscar stops protesting, overcome by the need for sir to grab his thighs, kiss his neck, lift him onto the desk, pound into him like there’s no tomorrow.
Lando smiles against Oscar’s mouth, whispering dirty nothings as he fumbles to undo the younger’s shirt, Oscar’s hands resting on the table beneath them.
Elder lowers himself to his knees, trailing a path of kisses down Oscar’s frame, licking in between his pecs, trails of saliva down his torso until he reaches the waistband of Oscar’s boxers, tongue teasing the fabric until it’s damp.
Lando’s eyes dart up, holding contact with Oscar, his eyes narrow asking for a sign of approval. Oscar meets the eye contact, optics misted with need and desire, he nods.
Elder’s fingers peel back the sodden fabric that clings to Oscar’s lower half, his cock springs out of his shorts.
Lando holds the length in his hand, using his thumb to smear the clear beads of precum onto Oscar’s tip, eliciting a gasp from the younger, followed by a low moan.
Lando doesn’t waste any time, taking Oscar’s shaft into his mouth, tongue swirling around the dripping tip, sliding over his slit.
Oscar’s knuckles run white as he grips the desk, groaning as the elder pleasures him.
“ Sir, please, don’t stop, “ he draws in a sharp breath and holds it for a few seconds before speaking again, “ Fuuuck, go slower, I’m, shit, I’m gonna cum. “
Lando doesn’t listen, taking Oscar deeper and faster, cheeks hollowing out as his head bobs up and down, desperate to make Oscar fold under his mouth.
Oscar grips the desk impossibly harder, moans escaping his pink, wet lips. “ I’m so close, please, sir, please let me cum, shit! “
Oscar suddenly lets go, stripes of white, hot cum hits the back of Lando’s throat, and he doesn’t relent, swallowing down the warm liquid like it’s molten gold and still sucking Oscar. He shouts, his orgasm tears through him, ripples of pleasure coursing through him.
He slows down, gently pulling himself off of the hard-on, the fluid dripping down the side of his mouth.
Oscar extends a hand, wiping the sticky heat off the corner of lando’s lips, helping the elder up to his feet.
Lando pulls Oscar into an embrace, hands on the younger’s waist and head by his neck, leaving open mouthed kisses.
“ Extra credit? “ Oscar asks wearily, still dazed and slightly dizzy, tracing meaningless patterns on Lando’s back as his hands slip under the elders shirt.
“ Extra credit. “ Lando murmurs, pulling away to admire the hickeys he left on the younger’s neck, shapes of love hearts and his initials, LN.
“ Thanks, sir. “ Oscar lets out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding, the lightheaded feeling fading away, left in the quiet room, surrounded by the subtle sounds of panting for breath, and the elder whispering honeyed words and sweet speech.
“ You did well, kiddo. “ Lando whispers, pulling Oscar flush against him for a final kiss on the top of his head, inhaling as his head sits in his blonde hair, sweet scented shampoo spreads through Lando’s naval.
A contented sigh escapes Oscar’s mouth. Maybe he didn’t want to learn about his studies. Maybe he wanted to learn about his tutor.