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drewvgue · 24 days ago

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#sensei wolf #cobra kai #lewis tan

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drewvgue · 26 days ago

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im speechless 😮‍💨

hello, how would you feel about writing something about sensei wolf? Lewis Tan is so hot

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 | sensei wolf x reader!fem

summary | You practice late to improve your movements and Wolf helps you with what you need

warnings | english is not my first language, age difference, fingering, masturbation

word count | 1.2 k

You were exhausted after a hard class. Despite all your effort, you feel like you're not reaching the level of skill you expect from yourself. Every movement seems slow, every blow, weak. As you pick up your gear, frustration consumes you, especially as you watch others move faster, mastering what you still struggle.

Suddenly, you feel a presence near you. It is not that of just any colleague; it is something heavier, more serious. You turn around and see it. His imposing figure is silhouetted at the entrance, with a serious face, muscular body, and a penetrating gaze that makes the most experienced tremble. The fact that it is coming towards you causes your heart to jump. What do you want? What have you done wrong now?

"Still here?" His deep voice comes to you like thunder, echoing in the stillness of the dojo.

You look up, feeling your pulse quicken. You can't help but get nervous, you know Wolf doesn't usually get involved with newbies much. His style is direct and sometimes intimidating. The other students speak of him with respect and a certain fear.

Wolf steps toward you, his gaze fixed on yours, as if he's looking for something you don't know how to show. A shiver runs down your spine under his gaze. The air seems to become denser around him.

"You have potential". The surprise hits you hard. You never thought I'd tell you something like that. "But you lack discipline. You lack confidence. If you want to improve, I need you to follow my orders to the letter."

Wolf's words baffle you. Is it a threat? An order? A challenge? You can't read his tone, but you know that what he's saying carries weight.

"Follow your orders, Sensei? What do you mean?" you ask, with a mixture of curiosity and fear.

Wolf doesn't immediately respond. Instead, he takes a step back and, with a slight nod, points at you. Without saying another word, he begins to walk. The sound of his feet hitting the ground echoes through the empty air as you stand there, watching, not knowing what to do.

Should you follow it? Doubt assails you, but you know that this could be the opportunity you were waiting for. If he sees something in you, maybe you can finally reach the level you want so much. The decision is not easy, but something inside you drives you forward.

"Sensei..." you murmur as you walk behind him.

Wolf says nothing, stopping when he reaches the center of the dojo, in front of one of the largest tatami mats. He stares at you, his face serious, and you can't help but feel like he's evaluating you in a way that goes beyond technique. Something in his gaze makes you nervous, but at the same time, a strange sensation of adrenaline runs through your body. This is not a common workout.

"We are going to work on your discipline and your confidence, but first... I want you to prove what you really know". His deep voice fills the space, and for a moment, the world is reduced to his presence and the tension that grows between the two.

You position yourself in front of him, your hands resting at your sides, your breathing still quickening from the intensity of the previous class. You stand your ground, but you can't help but feel a knot in your stomach.

"Give me a demonstration of your kata." He says, with a slight movement of his hand towards the tatami.

You follow his cue and begin to execute the movements with precision, every punch, every block, every turn flows naturally, but something in you, an inexplicable nervousness, makes your movements not as fluid as they should be. When you're done, you stop, breathing heavily. He is still silent, watching you intently.

Without warning, Wolf takes a step forward. The tension between you is palpable. Then, with surprising speed, it moves towards you and performs a series of movements so fast that you can barely see them. In the blink of an eye, his hands cling to your wrists, controlling your posture with an unexpected, yet precise force. Within seconds, you're on the ground, just below him, in a karate position, pinned down on the tatami. You haven't realized how you got there, but their contact is firm and their proximity makes you shudder.

Both breathe heavily. He is above you, his eyes fixed on yours, his face close to yours. The space between the two is filled with a different tension, something beyond training, an electricity in the air that makes you feel vulnerable, but also completely aware of every breath.

"It's not just strength you need," he says quietly, his tone softer but equally firm. "It's control... and knowing when to give up. Knowing when to give in, and when to move on. Do you understand?"

The question is suspended between the two. Your lips are so close to theirs that you can feel their warm breath on your face. An impulse runs through you.

Without thinking about the consequences, you dare to close the distance. The kiss is soft at first, a light touch, but soon becomes more intense. Their lips, so firm and sure, mingle with yours, and an unknown fire begins to ignite within you.

Wolf pulls away for a moment, his eyes intently fixed on you, searching for something beyond the surface.

"This is not part of the training". He says, his voice deep and deep, like a warning.

"I'd love it to be," you said as brazenly as possible

"I should teach you another lesson"

A groan came from your lips. You moaned when suddenly you felt the Sensei's fingers against your clitoris, you couldn't even think at what moment he put his hand into your suit, he managed to insert two fingers between your pussy and thigh to rub your clitoris.

You gasped moving your hips to look for more friction with his hand, needed.

"God..." you groaned

"If only your bell ringers could see you..." she came close to your ear to whisper "So desperate for your Sensei's fingers"

You responded with another groan, your mind completely clouded by excitement.

"Do you like having my fingers inside you?" you felt your walls contract around his fingers and you were so close.

"Y-y-yes.." you gasped for her lips to silence your moans

"If what?" he pushed his lips away before you could even touch them

"Yes-yes S-sensei," as a reward he brought his lips back to yours kissing you, you were so close.

"Oh, fuck!" you moaned "Please let me!" you pleaded desperately.

"You can do better than that," your Sensei says.

You complained and tilted your head back.

"Sensei, please!" you complained "I'm behaving well" you said desperately.

That was enough for me to give you permission to.

"Come to me," is all he says.

The Sensei rubbed your hard, just enough to push you to the limit. You came hard and emitted a loud moan that came from your lips. Your movements stopped and your head fell on his shoulder. You gasped hard as he rubbed your back.

"I think I could give you more lessons," he smiled so shamelessly, sticking out his soaked hand. "You know, so you can improve your movements."

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drewvgue · 27 days ago

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THIS MAN 🫦