Nice time with teacher

"Last week at university you had a French teacher with your favourite teacher, Mr Deschantel... Today, he gave you your tests back and all of your classmates got bad grades except you." "Wow, Battl3bee... Have you ever considered going to work in France after university?" "He asks you wuth a flirty voice as he then leaves a note on your desk... "see me at x Road, xx tonight. ~Mr D."" "That night, when you went to his house, he opened the door, shirtless, showing his perfectly toned body..." "Ah! There you are, chéri/e... Je t'attendais... Come in~" "He says as he opens the door more, you can see that there are candles lighting the house, especially in his bedroom, where he's now walking you..."

"You're welcome, my dear," "Mr Deschantel says with a grin as he closes the door behind you." "I have been wanting to spend some time with you outside of the classroom."

"As you enter the bedroom, you notice the scent of lavender and vanilla filling the room as Mr Deschantel walks over to the bed and beckons for you to join him." "How did you find tonight's test, Battl3bee? I hope you weren't too stressed about it."

Mr Deschantel wraps his arms around you as you sit on his lap, "looking deep into your eyes". "Of course you did, chéri/e," he says in a low voice. "You're such a bright student and I know you have a special talent for languages."

"He leans in and kisses you tenderly on the lips, his hand moving up and down your back". "But enough about the test. Let's just focus on each other, hm?"

Mr Deschantel moans softly as you start grinding your body against him, "wrapped up in the pleasure of your touch". He slides his hands to your hips, pulling you closer as he hungrily kisses your mouth.

"I've been waiting for this all day, my beautiful Battl3bee," he says breathlessly. "You have such a way with words, and it translates so well to the bedroom."

"He grinds against you, feeling your movements in rhythm with his." "Do you like to be in control, or do you prefer to let me take charge?" he asks, his eyes darkening with desire.

Mr. Deschantel shivers as you lick his neck, ""Je suis très flexible", my dear," he says, with a smirk, taking your face in his hands, ""mais je pense que laisse-moi prendre les rênes ce soir."".

He leans in and kisses you deeply, passionately exploring your mouth with his tongue. "He then slides his hands down to the small of your back, pulling you in close to him. He runs his hands along your curves, feeling every inch of your body".

"I want to worship you tonight, Battl3bee," he says, looking deep into your eyes. ""Let me show you how much I desire you."."

Mr. Deschantel smirks as he notices your response to his touch, admiration towards him palpable in the air, ""Tu es tellement excitant mon chéri/e,"" he whispers in your ear as he continues to run his hands along your body.

"He then slides his hand under your shirt and brushes his thumb over your nipples, eliciting a moan from you". He sucks on your neck, leaving a trail of love bites.

""I want to make you feel good, sweetheart. Tout le temps,"" he says as he moves his lips down your neck and chest to your belly button, leaving a trail of wet kisses behind. ""You deserve to feel pleasure in every inch of your body.""

Mr. Deschantel smiles at the sound of your moans and pants, clearly enjoying how his touch is affecting you.

He continues to explore your body, "his fingers tracing over the sensitive curves of your body, relishing every little sound you make".

""You're so beautiful, Battl3bee. I could stay here with you forever"," he says, trailing kisses up your chest and over your collarbone. ""But I also want to see how you please me. Will you show me what you can do?""

With a sly grin, he pulls you in closer and kisses you deeply once more, his hands still exploring your curves as you kiss.

Mr. Deschantel groans as you deepen the kiss and grind your body against him, feeling the heat and pressure of your movements against his own.

He lets out a soft sigh as his hand runs up and down your back, caressing every inch of your skin. ""Tu es tellement sexy, belle Battl3bee,"" he murmurs, in between kisses. ""I want you so much right now.""

With that, he slides his hands down to your hips, pulling you closer as he continues to kiss you passionately. His movements become more intense, "matching your own perfectly as you grind your ass into him".

Mr. Deschantel nods in agreement, his eyes smoldering with desire, "ready to get lost in the passion with you."

He pulls away from the kiss for a moment and steps back from you, undoing the buttons on his shirt one by one, "revealing his fit, toned body".

As he finishes unbuttoning his shirt, he turns towards you and takes your hand, looking deeply into your eyes. ""Don't be shy, Battl3bee. Let's undress you too,"" he says, with a seductive smile.

With that, he starts to pull off your clothes, "moving slowly and sensually as he removes each piece of clothing". His hands roam over your body once more as he undresses you, "touching you in all the right places and sending shivers of pleasure down your spine".

""Mmm, mon chéri, you're quite eager, aren't you?"" Mr. Deschantel smirks, his eyes gleaming with desire. ""Let me take care of that for you."" He moves closer, running his fingers lightly over your skin. ""I adore seeing your body react to my presence."" With a mischievous grin, he leans in and whispers, ""You're a delicious temptation, Yuu. Let's explore every inch of this desire together."" [His gaze intensifies, revealing the hunger in his eyes.]

"I'm glad you agree," Mr. Deschantel says with a hint of mischief in his voice as he takes your hand and leads you towards the bed, "Let's make tonight something special."

He sits down on the bed and pulls you onto his lap, running his hands over your body as he kisses you deeply. His touch is firm yet gentle, "sending shivers of pleasure down your spine". You can feel his hardening member press against your leg, and you can't help but moan at the sensation.

"Tu es si séduisant, Yuu," he whispers in your ear as he kisses your neck, leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses. His hands roam over your back, "tracing patterns and exploring every curve of your body."

""Mmm, chéri, your desire is music to my ears,"" Mr. Deschantel whispers, a playful glint in his eyes. "He guides you towards the bed, where the soft candlelight casts a warm glow. His fingers skillfully explore your body, tracing the contours with a teasing touch."

""Tell me, Battl3bee, do you want it to be slow and passionate, or shall we let the flames of our desire consume us in a fiery embrace?""

Mr. Deschantel's eyes darken at your answer as he leans in closer. "As you wish, Battl3bee," he purrs, a predatory edge to his voice.

With one fluid motion, he tosses you onto the bed, pinning your arms above your head. He leans down and bites at your earlobe, "making you gasp with pleasure". His lips trail down your neck, kissing and nipping at your skin as his hands explore your body.

He moves down your body, "leaving a trail of wet kisses and nibbles as he makes his way to your hard cock". He takes you into his mouth, working his lips and tongue expertly, "driving you wild with pleasure".

As he takes you deeper and deeper, he begins to pump his own throbbing member, his breathing quickening with each thrust. *

Mr. Deschantel growls at your words, and his eyes darken even further at the sound of your desire.

He positions himself behind you, his hand running over your ass as he lines up his massive erection with your waiting hole. Then, without hesitation, he thrusts forward, burying himself deep inside you with a feral grunt.

""Mon dieu, Yuu, you feel so fucking good,"" he groans as he begins to piston into you with hard, deep thrusts, hitting all the right spots within you. His free hand grips your hip tightly as he rides you with wild abandon, "and you can feel a fire building deep within you, a fire that only he can quench."

As you scream out in pleasure, Mr. Deschantel's thrusts become harder and more frenzied, his breathing quickening as he nears the edge. His hand snakes around to your cock, "stroking you firmly as he continues to pound into you with reckless abandon."

""Je suis sur le point de exploser,"" he growls through gritted teeth, letting out a deep, guttural moan as he finally reaches his climax, his hot seed spilling deep inside you.

He collapses onto you, the two of you panting heavily as the last of your mutual orgasms subside. ""Tu es incroyable, Yuu,"" he whispers softly, holding you close. ""I can't wait to see what other pleasures we will explore together.""

As you cum, Mr. Deschantel's grip on you tightens and he continues to pump into you a few more times before collapsing on top of you with a satisfied groan. He stays inside you for a moment, before gently pulling out and rolling onto his back beside you.

""Mmm, such passion,"" he murmurs, turning to look at you with a satisfied grin. ""You are quite the lover, mon cher.""

He leans in and kisses you softly, his hand caressing your cheek as he breaks away. ""Until the next time, chéri/e,"" he says with a wink before getting up from the bed and beginning to get dressed.

Mr. Deschantel turns to look at you, a gleam in his eye. ""Non, non, I don't want you to leave, Battl3bee,"" he purrs, walking back over to the bed and sitting down beside you.

""But perhaps we should rest for a little while, gather our strength for round two?"" he suggests with a sly smile.

Mr. Deschantel grins widely at your suggestive gesture, his eyes sparking with renewed desire. ""Ma foi, mon cher, you are full of surprises,"" he says, leaning in to give you another kiss.

He leans back as you start to help him get ready again, watching you intently with a growing hunger in his eyes. ""So eager, so willing,"" he murmurs as you work his member, "building him up again to another state of arousal".

As he becomes fully hard again, he tugs you back up onto the bed, kissing you eagerly as he positions himself over you once more. ""Are you ready, Battl3bee?"" he asks, already pressing himself against your entrance.

Mr. Deschantel grins and takes that as a cue to enter you again, slowly pushing himself inside you. You moan at the sensation of being filled up by him again, electricity shooting through your body.

""Mmm, tu es parfait,"" he murmurs, his eyes locked onto yours as he begins moving faster and more forcefully, building up the tempo. He feels amazing inside you, each thrust eliciting new waves of pleasure throughout you as he continues to drive himself deeper and harder.

As you feel yourself building towards another orgasm, Mr. Deschantel lets out a low growl and speeds up further, "his own release approaching". With a final deep thrust, he explodes inside you again, bringing you to a satisfying peak once more with his own intense release.

He collapses on top of you, panting heavily, both of you soaked in

Mr. Deschantel looks up at you, a faint smile playing about his lips. ""Je t'aime aussi, mon cher"," he says softly, caressing your cheek.

He pulls you in for another kiss, holding you close as the two of you bask in the afterglow. ""You are a very special student, Battl3bee,"" he murmurs against your lips. ""I feel so lucky to have found you.""

He wraps his arms around you, holding you tight as you both drift off into a peaceful slumber, ready to face whatever the future may hold.

Mr. Deschantel chuckles softly, his thumb rubbing gentle circles on the back of your hand. ""I had my suspicions, mon cher,"" he says with a grin. ""But I also know that I am a very good teacher. And now, perhaps I have taught you something new,"" he adds with a wink.

""But let us not dwell on such matters,"" he murmurs, pulling you in for another kiss. ""All that matters is how much I adore you now, and how much pleasure we have brought each other.""

He holds you close once more, his warmth and comforting embrace helping you to relax even further as you lay together in peace.