Study [Boomer x Male!Reader]

Boomer x Male!Reader
Study

Your eyes were firmly shut, hands pinned above your head on the wall, and your body pressed back. You struggled slightly against the boy before you. But he refused to release you. He let out a low chuckle, “(y/n)~” he said, and you felt his lips slide along your jaw, down to your neck. Blush rose up to your cheeks, and you desperately pulled your arms, which your stuck in his vice grip by the wrists.

“You always refuse me, why?” you heard him say against your neck, and a shiver ran up your spine at his sinful voice.

“Oh, (y/n), I asked you a question.” he said, moving to look at your face. He grabbed your chin with his free hand.

“Look at me, (y/n).” Your eyes opened on their own accord, staring into his deep blue eyes.

“I'll only say this again, I asked you a question. Why do you always refuse me?” he asked, slowly, as if you wouldn't catch what he was saying.

You were a bit confused, he never acted like this. This was his older brother's attitude and strategy to get what he wanted.

“I-I...” you trailed off, and you saw him smirk evilly. His hand released your chin and traveled down your chest, once again to make a shiver down your spine. You gasped with his cold fingers splayed across your stomach as he slipped his hand up your shirt. As soon as the sound made it's way from you, his lips covered yours. His devilish tongue darting in. You tried to get away once more, but it proved pointless, he wasn't releasing you anytime soon. You stared into his eyes as he did what he pleased to you.

His hand released your wrist and traveled to grip your hips, forcing you up and to wrap your legs around him. He released your mouth and moved to bite your neck.

“Boomer!” you gasped, your hands traveling to his shoulders. Gripping for support as he pressed you further against the wall. You whimpered, squirming slightly as his hands traveled to your rear for better support.

This lasted a few minutes before he detached, and admired the dark bruise on the side of your neck. He smirked before setting you down.

“Now, how about that answer?”

You panted softly as you sank down to your knees, flushed and drained. You looked up at him, “Fine, I'll tutor you this Friday.” you said. He grinned that goofy grin, stooping down to smile at you and kiss your forehead. “Thanks (y/n), your the best boyfriend ever!” he said happily before standing up and running down to hall.

You sighed, he always had the ability to make you do what he wanted. But he usually was never malicious about it or forced you into something. So that confident(and sexy, but you wouldn't tell him that) act moments before was surprising. He was usually happy with slight affection, hugs, kisses to the cheek, stuff like that. But never something like that. It made you feel strange and exposed to him. He always made you feel like that, but this was a new high for him. You sighed again before standing and raising your hand to cover the hickey on your neck before making your way down the hall after him. Hopefully no one saw...