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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Ouran_High_School_Host_Club
  Relationship:
      Ootori_Kyouya/Reader
  Character:
      Kyoya_Ootori
  Additional Tags:
      Sex, Lemon, NSFW, Smut, Alternate_Universe_-_Student/Teacher, Teacher/
      Student_Roleplay, Younger_female, set_a_couple_years_in_future, older
      male, kyouya_ootori_teacher, sex_in_class, Semi-Public_Sex, Tutoring,
      calculus_teacher, Reader-Insert
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-12-21 Words: 1788
****** I Won't Tell ******
by tukikochan
Summary
     The reader is a third year calculus student at Ouran Academy. She
     can't seem to understand anything about the subject, but later she
     finds out exactly why her concentration is limited.
You sighed as you watched your Calculus teacher, Mr. Ootori, pass out last
week's tests. You watched anxiously as he passes them out, finally getting to
you. He placed your test on your desk.
You saw your grade and almost passes out from shock. You had gotten another 65.
You sighed and shoved your test in your binder, laying your head down on your
desk.
"Miss [L/N]," said Mr. Ootori in his deep, sexy voice.
"Y-yes, Mr. Ootori?" you replied quietly.
"I want you to stay after school with me today so we can see about bringing
that grade up. Can you do that?" he asked.
You nod slowly and sighed. This was your only bad grade. You did so well in
your other classes. You didn't understand how you couldn't do well in this one
too. Maybe it was Mr. Ootori himself...he was very distracting.
The bell rang and you gathered your things, walking out the door for the rest
of your classes.
>>After School>>
You made your way to Mr. Ootori's classroom. His door was shut and the lights
were off in his room, so you just stood outside of the door, waiting for him.
"Tamaki, I told you. I'm busy this afternoon. You're going to have to throw the
reunion party without me."
You listened carefully. 'Is that...Mr. Ootori?' you thought to yourself.
"Yes, well tell the twins to have them delivered to my home. I know I told them
I would see their new summer collection personally, but it seems I have some
things to do right now."
You furrowed your eyebrows, confused. 'Summer collection? Twins?' you thought
to yourself.
"Yes, Tamaki, I'll speak with you later. Good bye." Mr. Ootori sighed
exasperatedly. He walked out of the teacher's lounge that was next to his class
and smiled. "Hello, Miss [L/N]. Sorry for your wait." He unlocked the door and
turned the lights on.
You walked into the classroom and sat in your usual seat. "Don't worry about
it, Mr. Ootori."
He closed the door and sat at his desk. "Miss [L/N], would you please sit here
with me? I need to show you what I want you to do."
You nodded, grabbing your bag again and sitting in a seat next to him. You got
out your pencil and waited for his directions.
"[Y/N], I want you to do these problems on logarithmic differentation. Do all
of them."
You nodded and began working each problem. Mr. Ootori was close, watching you
over your shoulder. Feeling his breath on your neck, you blushed and lost
concentration. You suddenly turned your body to look at him at the same time as
he was putting his coffee down. You accidentally bumped the coffee and it ended
up on your top. You cringed as the hot coffee made contact with your skin.
"[Y/N], I'm sorry! Are you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," you said softly.
"Here, you can wear my jacket. I'll look the other way so you can change." He
slid off his jacket and handed it to you, turning his back to you.
You took it and quickly pulled your shirt over your head. Taking a peek at you,
Mr. Ootori cleared his throat, inappropriately aroused slightly and turned
again. You slipped on his expensive-looking jacket and buttoned it up. "Thank
you," You said.
"Okay, now back to your work here. Do you understand how to solve these?" he
asked as he sat back in his chair.
You looked down and nodded. "Most of them. I didn't get to finish all of them
though."
"Go ahead and finish them. I'll check them after you're finished."
You worked on them and tried not to get distracted by the attractive man
watching you. Trying desperately to solve each one neatly and correctly, you
bite your lip and put your pencil down.
"What's wrong, [Y/N]?"
"Mr. Ootori, did you have something more important to do today?" you ask,
remembering his phone conversation from earlier.
He frowned. "Not necessarily. Why?"
You shook your head quickly. "It's nothing. I kinda heard your conversation
earlier."
He shrugged. "Nah, it was just a monthly reunion party for my friend's host
club. When we were back in high school, he started up a very successful club,
and he likes to relive those days sometimes. That's why he throws the parties.
He and his wife, Haruhi, throw them at their mansion. You might've heard of
him. His name's Tamaki Suoh."
You pondered this. "Isn't the headmaster of this school a Suoh?"
"Indeed. Tamaki's father is the headmaster. After he retires, though, Tamaki'll
take over his father's position."
You nodded. "Yeah, that makes sense." You sighed and looked back at your work,
attempting to get back to work.
Mr. Ootori put an arm around you, glancing over your shoulder at your progress.
You blush and lose your focus. Taking a deep breath, you try to gain your
concentration back, only to lose it again when he trails his hand down your
back. A soft moan escapes your lips as Mr. Ootori's hand brushes the small of
your back. Your hot spot.
Mr. Ootori froze. "A-are you okay, [Y/N]?"
You stood up, embarrassed. "I-I'm gonna go. I'm sorry that you couldn't go to
your party because of me." You began gathering your stuff.
"You," he said, coming up behind you and cautiously wrapping his arms around
you, "please stay." His breath tickled your ear and you shuddered.
"M-Mr. Ootori-"
He put a finger to your lips. "Sssh...You, call me Kyoya," he whispered in your
ear.
You shivered and slowly turned to look at him, his arms still around your
waist. "K-Kyoya...you're acting weird."
"You are too. You can't deny it. I heard your little moan earlier."
You blushed. "That was an accident."
Kyoya smirked. "You're a very smart young lady, Miss [L/N]. Straight A's in
every class. Except mine. Tell me, why is that? Am I a bad teacher?" he
whispered.
You gulped. "N-no! It's...it's because..."
"Because what, Miss [L/N]?" he asked, holding you closer and looking into your
eyes.
"It's you, Kyoya. I'm distracted by you. You're so smart, sexy, and confident.
It's hard for me to focus."
"Oh? Miss [L/N], you shouldn't get distracted by me. That's just silly."
You frown and avert your eyes. "Is it? Call it what you will but it won't
change anything."
Kyoya released an arm and put an index finger under your chin. Waiting for a
sign that you wanted more, he smiled. You blushed bright red and closed your
eyes, anticipating the touch of his lips. Kyoya leaned in, kissing your lips
softly. You kiss back, putting your arms around his neck. Kyoya kisses your
softly, lifting your up, his hands supporting your butt.
You moan softly into his mouth, wrapping your legs around his waist as he lifts
you up. Kyoya dominantly shoves his tongue in your mouth and your tongues
wrestle fiercely. Kyoya squeezes your butt gently and lays you down on his
desk, your legs still around him.
"W-wait, Kyoya!"
"Yes, You?" Kyoya asks huskily.
"Wh-what if someone finds out?" you stutter breathlessly.
"Who's gonna find out? I won't tell if you won't," Kyoya replies.
You shake nervously and weakly nods. "O-okay, Kyoya-senpai."
Kyoya kissed you again, using his hands skillfully to tug on his jacket that
was covering your tiny body. He pulled away hurriedly, taking the jacket off
and kissing you again as you shakily put an arm around his neck.
Kyoya quickly took off your bra, trailing butterfly kisses down to your right
breast and licking it.
You held back a moan and began unbuttoning his white dress shirt. After getting
about half of them undone, a moan escaped from your lips as Kyoya bit down
gently on your nipple.
Kyoya smirked as he pulled away and pulled off your skirt and panties. You bit
your lip as you watched Kyoya get on his knees and put his head between your
legs. Kyoya licked your clit gingerly, waiting for your reaction.
You moaned softly and gripped the side of the desk. Kyoya licks a little
quicker, getting hard at your reaction. You close your eyes in pleasure and
arch your back slightly. Inserting his tongue into you, Kyoya rubs your midriff
soothingly and rubs your insides with his tongue. His hand reaches up to press
into your clit.
"K-Kyoya! Yes...mmm!" You cry out in pleasure.
Kyoya tongues you faster and gropes your breasts. You grab Kyoya's soft hair
and caress his scalp as he continued. Kyoya thrusted his tongue quickly, his
finger expertly at work, hurrying you to your first climax.
You gasp as you bite your lip hard, not being able to take the overwhelming
amount of pleasure, you let slip a loud moan as you orgasm. "KYOYAA!! YESS!"
you shout.
Kyoya slurps the cum up and trails his eyes up your body and looks into your
eyes. He slowly maneuvers onto the desk, straddling your hips and taking off
his glasses. "Are you ready, [Y/N]?"
You gaze up at him, blushing. "I...I...y-yes Ky-Kyoya." You shake nervously as
Kyoya slowly slides his boxers off, revealing his great length and size.
Kyoya kissed your lips gently as he slowly slid into you. You screamed into his
mouth in pain and squeezed your eyes shut, waiting to adjust to his size. Kyoya
pulled away and kisses your neck softly. You whimper quietly as he slowly
slides in and out of you. Clinging onto him, you find yourself tearing up a bit
as you felt the blood.
Kyoya stops completely, waiting for your sign to continue. After a couple
minutes of waiting, you move your hips slightly, letting him know you were
ready.
Kyoya grunts as he slowly pumps into your tight entrance. "So...tight..." he
groans as he continues, squeezing your shoulders lightly.
You turn your head to look towards the door and moan quietly, loving the feel
of him inside of you. You reach up and caress his chest as he began to pick up
pace.
Soon he was pounding into you quickly as your moans were screamed in unison.
Kyoya groped your breasts and thrusted desperately, trying to reach his
breaking point.
You finally clenched your insides and screamed in pleasure. "Mmm Kyoya!!
Mmmmm!!" you moaned as you orgasmed.
Kyoya thrusted a couple more times and finally followed your lead, orgasming
also. “[Y/N]!” he moans as he pulls out.
The two pant gazing at each other, and Kyoya kisses you. "Remember, I won't
tell if you won't," he whispered in your ear.
You nodded, surprised. "Wouldn't think of it."
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