Teacher!England x Student!Reader

"Miss [L/N]."

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"Miss [L/N]."

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"MISS [L/N]!"

My head shot up as I heard my name being screamed (thanks for busting my ear drums btw teach) in my ear. Thinking I was being called out to answer a question, I used the most common number I knew of.

"69!" I yelled. When I heard no response, I looked over to my teacher, whose face was getting redder and redder. "Was that the right answer, Mr. Kirkland?" I asked in a cute voice, fluttering my eyelashes. Mr. Kirkland coughed into his fist and walked back to his desk. Ignoring my question, he began to speak.

"When you asked me to tutor you after school, I thought you finally took an interest in my class." He sighed and sat in his desk, raising his eyes to meet mine, "am I boring you, [Name]?" I felt a pang in my chest. Geezus, I hate it when he pulls that look on me. I sighed and rolled my head back.

"No, sir, I'm just tired, stayed up all night, you know the routine."

"Ah, yes. Your 'play now, study never' routine." He said with a chuckle. I sat straight up and grinned at him.

"You know it!" I stood up and walked to his desk, "That's why I need you to tutor me, because no matter how much I would love to stay young forever, I don't want to stay in school forever," I stopped in front of his desk and leaned on it, "you understand that, right?" I hear Mr. Kirkland loudly gulp as he hesitantly nodded his head. "Good!" I exclaimed with a grin. I skipped back to my desk and plopped down. "Now, you may carry on." I did a little wave as to usher him to go. He chuckled and stood up, fixing his tie.

"Sometimes I forget who's the teacher and who's the student." He spoke.

"I wouldn't really call myself the teacher. Maybe the commander, or the boss, or maybe the master." I said, winking seductively. Mr. Kirkland's face turned blood-shot red as I giggled. "I heard about your fantasies from Alfred." He lowly cursed as I sat in my desk giggling at his cute demeanor. "He also told me who you thought about during your fantasies." I said, stopping him mid-curse.

"W-W-Who!?" He loudly asked, face turning redder by the second. I smirked and twirled a [h/c] lock of my hair around my finger.

"Why, yours truly, of course." Mr. Kirkland began spouting out incoherent phrases as his face changed from one red to another. I broke out into incontrollable laughter. Mr. Kirkland could be so adorable sometimes.

"I-I-I assure you t-t-that I ha-have no such fa-f-fantasies!"

"Sure you don't."

"I do not! That git Alfred loves making fun of me!"

"Well, what if I told you I'd like to go along with your fantasies?"

"Just as he did yesterday, he took my tea and......Come again?"

"You heard me, Arthur, I don't need to repeat myself."

"[N-Name]! Do you know what you're saying!?"

"Well, considering I'm 18 years old, I'm pretty sure I have a mind of my own."

"T-Think of the c-c-consequences." He stuttered out as I made my way back over to him.

"Oh, I'm well aware of what I'm getting into, Mi-ster Kirk-land~." I said with a wink as I sat in his lap.

"[N-N-NAME]!"

"Don't worry, the door is locked, the windows are closed, and there's barely anyone here." I lock my arms and legs around him and tilt my head. "So, are you sure you want me to stop?" I asked. He looked at the door and windows then sighed.

"It seems as though I'm weak when it involves you." He said, planting a kiss on my forehead.

"Of course, I wouldn't be your childhood friend if I didn't know about your weaknesses." I said with a wink. Arthur chuckles and nuzzles my neck, his warm breath sending chills down my spine. "Now kiss me, Arthur." He chuckled again and looked back up at me.

"Always the impatient one."

"Always will be, now," I lock my fingers in his golden locks, "Kiss. Me." I repeated. Arthur smiled and kissed my cheek. I pouted and turned away from him, causing him to chuckle.

"What's the matter, love?" He asked, failing at hiding his broad smile. I turn a bit more so he can't see me holding back a smile of my own.

"You know that's not where I meant!"

"I don't recall you saying a specific part on your body to kiss." Arthur said with a smirk. I turned back around and glared at him playfully.

"Touche," I twist my fingers in his hair once again, "now let's try this one more time. Kiss me, Arthur, and this time on my lips, and no funny buisiness!" I said with a giggle. Arthur laughed and quickly pecked me on the lips.

"How's that?" He asked. I blushed and looked down.

"That's not enough, Artie, I need more." I whispered. He lifted my chin up and pecked me again. "More." He was bout to kiss me but I stopped him. "A real kiss, Arthur. Show me that you love me." I mumbled with a bright red blush on my face. Arthur softly smiled and cupped my face.

"Anything for you, love." He whsipered, his breath hot on my already warm face. He brought his face close to mine and smiled. I smiled back as I closed the distance between us, our lips moving like they belong together.

"A-Arthur..." I moaned in between kisses. Arthur bit the bottom of my lip, causing me to gasp while he quickly stuck his tongue past my lips. He pushed me down on his desk as we both battled each other for dominance. Ending the kiss with him winning, Arthur pulls away from me, his face red and hair disheveled. He stood up and looked down at me with soft eyes. I smiled up at him, probably looking the same way as he did. He leaned back over me and attacked my neck. He bit every piece of fresh skin he could find until he found a spot that kept me calling out his name.

"A-Arthur, s-stop it." I moaned. He mumbled a 'no' against my neck, still on the same spot. "A-Arthur!" I scream out. He looked up at me and smiled.

"[Name], I love you." He whispered. Panting, I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I would hope so, seeing as what we're doing now could only mean one of two things." I said with a giggle.

"I love your sense of humour." Arthur began to say.

"Tell me more."

"I love how once you set your mind on something you keep it there."

"What else?"

"I love how you're always determined about everything you do, be it silly or not."

"And most of the time it is." I added with a giggle. Arthur chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, how correct you are. I love how lady like you are, but sometimes you can be, well-"

"Wild and unexpected?"

"Aha, yes, quite unexpected." Arthur said as he looked down at me with a smile. I laughed and tightened my grip around his neck.

"Tell me you love me." I demanded. Arthur began nuzzling my neck.

"I love you, [Name]."

"Again."

"I love you, [Name]."

"My full name."

"I love you, [First Name] [Middle Name] [Last Name]."

"I love you too, Arthur." I mumbled. Arthur hummed against my neck before attacking it again. I moaned and looked to the side and winked.




You didn't see anything that happened in this class room, Reader-chan.