Hyunjins POV:

"No. ❤️"

At that moment it looked like something like in Mr. Bang snapped. It was satisfying almost, to push him till he broke.

Mr. Bang slithered his hand threw my hair, grabbing the soft strands with force as he yanked my head back,

"Listen to me brat. Get in the car now. Or else i won't spare you or any shit you tell me."

Tears began welling up at the sharp pain of my hair pulled... but at the same time, a tingle that sent a rush of blood to my sensitive areas, and ecstasy so great, i felt dizzy.

I wanted more.

I needed more.

"What if i don't Mr. Bang-"

What happened next was one i'd never expect.

A sharp sting seared my cheek as the silence around us grew tenfold.

Mr bang had slapped me.

and...

i liked it.

Chans' POV:

The rest of the ride home, the brat sat in silence, looking straight ahead.

Had i gone to hard?

But my worrying was for nothing, as i saw him shuffle his thighs, attempting to hide the hard on with his useless skirt.

He was perfect for me. The unfound desires he had resting with in him was one of which i could fix.

He was like me, in a way.

The crave for something most would find apalling, the need to be tamed.

I on the other hand seeked for control. Something i demanded in every aspect of my life.

Obedience, control and submission.

These three things i stipulate over any relationship.

But i didn't have to worry about breaking Hyunjin down and to enforce these rules ,he was already pliable and blank, like a empty canvas waiting to be painted.

And i would paint him alright.

As we neared my house, i saw Hyunjin looking up, gazing at his whereabouts.

"I thought you were dropping me home." He said in a small voice, refusing to look at me.

"First of all, you're drunk off your ass. Secondly, you live alone in the sketchiest apartment complex in New York, and its 2:00 am, and your barely dressed." I gave him a look, "Do i need to list more reasons?"

I saw the younger roll his eye's in the overhead mirror, "I am wearing clothes.. father." he ridiculed under his breath, getting out the car.

This little shit wont learn will he.

I shove him against the car door, causing it to slam shut once again.

He looked up startled, the innocent doe eye's boring into my soul.

"Wanna say that again?" i growled, pushing my body against him. I could feel his warm silky skin of his neck, right next to my mouth.

So i bit him.

Hyunjin's POV:

His warm mouth enclosed the skin on my neck, the graze of his teeth sending shivers down my spin.

I whimpered, the action causing the familiar forgein feeling to rise once more.

"Such a tease, pretty boy." he groaned, squeezing my waist in a grip that was bound to leave bruises.

"M-mr. B-bang... we can't..." i cried, attempting to hold on to the last of my dignity.

"Said who." he snapped.

"Your my professor, i cant- You c-cant let this happen." i whined, as his mouth grew more brazen, leaving splotches of purple across my neck.

Mr. Bang, went still for a moment, his nose still nuzzling against the bite mark,

"I'm sorry hyunjin. I cant hold back anymore."

That was all he said before dragging me towards his house, my feet stumbling over themselves as i tried to keep up with his angry pace.

"M-mr. B-Bang! Sir! " i tried, writhing my wrist against his iron grip.

We past the familiar foyer before entering his bedroom, where i once woke up, confused and frightned.

He stopped here, throwing me towards the bed, a sharp breath of air leaving at the force of which i hit the matress.

"Mr. Ba-"

"Shut up."

"But we cant-"

"I said shut the fuck up."

He towred over me, as he gripped my cheeks with his hands, forcing me to look up at him.

"I know we 'can't" But do YOU want to?" he asked, a sharp edge to his husky voice.

I didnt awnser as i tried to look anywhere but at his visvoius gaze.

He was right, morally this was wrong. But did I want it?

Fuck yeah i wanted it. Ever since i've layed eye's on this man, ive felt all sorta of feelings that werent humanly possible .

Its like i discovered a new side of me, or things i crave.

I wanted him to touch me.

To break me.

To absolutly ruin me.

i can take it.

im sure i can.

But what happens after.

So i kept quiet, fearing that my awnser woudl reveal my hesistation and desire.

"I need words Hyunjin. Now."

I hesitatnly met his gaze, flinching at the intensity.

" I d-dont.. i c-cant .." i stuttered like a fool.

"Its yes or no. If you say no, This ends here. right now. I'll transfer you to the other Music Theory III class with Ms. Hwsa, it'd better to avoid thi-"

"NO!" i yelled out of instinct.

I didnt want this to end. God it hadn't even started.

Mr. Bang raised an eyebrow, "No...as in you dont want to continue this and transfer?... or No, you want me to fuck you."

Goosebumps errupted at his words as he leaned closer to my ear to say 'fuck' with such force it felt like a slap.

God i cant take this anymore. I needed him more than i needed anything else in my life right now. I could worry about everything later. How could i refuse such an offer.

So i gave in, and looked him in the eye once more, "As in... please fuck me Mr. Bang..." i whimpered.

"As you wish." he smirked.

Mr. Bang pushed me down on the plush surface, digging his face further into my neck.

It seemed as though my neck was his favorite spot.

I began whining as strange bursts of pleasure shot up my spine, the growing need driving me insane.

The need to be... full?

"S-Sir.-" i was cut of by a moan as the older began rubbing my ridges through the thin sheer material of my shirt.

"What is it." he groaned, continuing to suck under my jaw.

"i wanna be ~ (ME ME ME ! sorry. ) -full."

He pulled away, staring down at me, "Full?"

I nodded, staring up at him with hooded eye's, hoping to convey message without actually saying it.

A sly smirk grew on the stunningly handsome face, " Oh, ill make you full alright. "

The older guided me downwards, so that i was pinned beneath him.

He ghosted his hands over my faces, his eye's locked on mine as dark lust sent furious tension between us.

"Open your legs sweetheart." He cooed.

I pulled them an inch apart.

"Wider. "

I stretched again.

"I said wider."

"... I cant, i cant stretch any more."

"Then i guess i have to help." He smiled,

Pressing a chaste kiss against my forehead, he slid of the bed, pulling a pair of black silky ropes from underneath the frame.

I looked at him wide eyed, concerned as to what he would use it for.

"M-mr. Bang? why do you ha-"

A ball gag was placed in my awaiting mouth, a squeal of surprise leaving me.

"Shh Jinnie, Now be my good boy and take what i give you. Understand?" He said, while looping the silky rope around the pits of my knee, tying the back to the head board.

I attempted to nod, as cold air hit my entrance, the urge to shut my thighs denied by the ropes that restrained them.

"What a good boy..." He cooed, stepping back to admire his work, "You look beautiful like this Jinnie..."

His gaze left goosebumps in their wake as his sharp eye's raked over my bare half, the skirt bunched over my stomach, the silk red panties tossed carelessly aside.

A calloused hand trailed along my inner thigh, the touch gentle and light, like butterfly kisses.

"So pretty." He murmered, his hand lowering, closing in on my opening, now gaping in the empty air.

"hnghh~ "

The feeling was of one i'd never felt before, he was right there, yet he didn't touch me, it irriated me but i knew better than to voice my opinion.

" Are you needy love? do you want me to put in already?" He teased, a dangerous sly experssion adoring his chisled face.

I nodded furiously, attempting to grab Chan's shoulders.

"Ah, ah ah," he tsked, smiling down at me, as he grabbed both my wrists in one hand, pinning them above me.

"No touching."

He moved forward, his large length brushing past my opening, causing me to arch at the sudden pleasure.

"I know this is your first time, but i wont hold back, you'll earn it rough because that all i give Hyunjinnie. I don't make love, i fuck, hard." Mr. Bang warned.

At this point i couldn't care less, the desperation crawling up my pride, a sudden willingness to do just about anything he commanded me of.

I whimpered around the ball gag, saliva now dripping of my chin.

"I take that as a yes," He chuckled.

He gently placed his ring and middle finger near my hole, his eye's trained on my face as he began to slowly circle and slide one digit in at a time.

My body began shaking at the unfamiliar feeling, it was almost too much, the hard callouses from extensive years of playing the Cello, now brushing the sensitive flesh inside me.

A friction so tantalizing that the only thoughts i comprehended was the lack of his fingers, moaning at the loss.

"how cute," he mumbled, using the same fingers to wipe the saliva off my lips, i in turn, tasting myself.

The concept was just so disgusting that i found arousing. A taste i was never supposed to taste, given by another man who'd been inside me. It was hot as fuck.

A low guttural moan left Mr. Bang, as i eyed him stroking his large cock, preparing to strip me of my virginity.

It was thick and girthy, veins decorating the muscle as the head grew red and swollen, pre-cum acting as a lubricant.

With one last groan, he pushed the head towards my hole.

Jolts of pleasure shot through my body as i flinched, back arched and toes curled.

"So fucking sensitive." He smirked, pushing further in.

"AAHmfghh~" i cried out in pain and pleasure as he finally slammed in, tears wetting my red cheeks.

Moments later, i tapped Chan's arm, letting him know it was okay to move.

And move he did.

Almost animalistic, he pulled all the way out before slamming back in, his dick hitting my prostate.

"You feel so tight babyboy.." he moaned, his speed increasing.

I thrashed under him, my immobility restricting me from controlling his inhuman pace, i wasn't going to last.

He kept moving, going faster despite my incoherant plea's. .

"Do you want to cum Hyunjinnie?"

I nodded vigrously, my fingers clenching the headboard.

"Say please." he teased.

I whined at the command, the gag in my mouth soaked with saliva.

"Let me help you love." smirked, before removing the gag.

A flood of spit pooled on my collar bone, the pent up moans now taking their potential.

"P-please!" I croaked, short staccato gasps leaving me as i felt my self shudder.

A moment of silent thrusting later, he replied, "Cum baby."

A/N: I hated this smut. tbh.