#I’m gonna have to doodle him again specifically so I can give him m&ms

[emry-stars-art]

@anon-lemon with this ask and the resulting one shot: I also think freshwater merDrew is pretty hehe, the fish I based him off of is a peacock bass (maybe specifically royal peacock bass? With the more blue fin idk) but more dramatic. Like so:

(This is him in perfect nice lighting under shallow water probably but shh he’s beautiful)

Reference pictures I used under the cut

I love mixing and matching references. Idc what I heard growing up, life CAN be a buffet and I CAN a pick my favorite parts to mash together sometimes 😌

[mangsluts]

Teacher’s Pet

Teachers Pet

Lee Taemin Smut

Rating: M

You’ve been struggling in your English class because of your intensely hot teacher Mr Lee. You always wrote in your notes the things you wished he would do to you, and one day because you weren’t paying attention, he accidentally sees one of these explicit notes and as we all know, bad girls must be punished...

Contains: teacher x student, oral sex

English class was always your favorite. Not because you loved English, but because you loved your teacher, Mr. Lee. To be honest, you got some poor grades because you constantly ignore lectures, and just stare at Mr. Lee instead, doodling him, writing stuff about him. Today you were doing just that, writing a specifically explicit scenario on your review notes while he talked. Mr. Lee made it really easy on review days, giving everyone fill in the blank notes, but you definitely hadn’t been filling them in.

“And don’t forget to study this review as much as you can! Some of you need this grade to pass.” He said, his almond eyes resting on you. You blushed and looked down, knowing it was true. “If you do have any questions about the review, you can come see me after class.” The bell nearly cut him off and he sighed softly, worried for his class’s grade. “Class dismissed. Everyone study please!” He said happily, watching everyone pack up and leave.

You began to pack up your stuff into your bag, but Mr. Lee could clearly tell you hadn’t written a thing down. “Ms. YL/N, if you wouldn’t mind staying..” he said, and sat at his desk, motioning you over. “Yes Mr. Lee?” You said nervously.

“Did you fill in your notes?” He said, clearly caring about you.

“Um... yes.” You lied, knowing you hadn’t written a damn thing about English.

“That’s okay Ms. LY/N, I have the review key right here, we can fill them in together.”

Wanting an excuse to spend more time with the beautiful man, you obliged and walked over to his desk with your notes, leaning over his desk like a whore, knowing exactly what you were trying to do, even though you were sure Mr. Lee wouldn’t be the type to like it. But hey it felt good to show off your new skirt. Mr. Lee suddenly started laughing and buried his face in his hands, looking embarrassed. “What?” You asked, confused. Oh shit. You just remembered what you had been writing on your paper. It was a detailed excerpt of how you wanted to suck his dick while he moaned your name, and then bend you over a desk and fuck you senselessly in the classroom. “Oh my god, Mr. Lee I’m so sorry I-i..” you didn’t know how to recover from this, so you just took it and shoved it back into your backpack, walking towards the door. “Now wait a minute Ms. YL/N.” He said, taking bigger strides past you and blocking the door. You stopped and stood in front of him, extremely embarrassed. You couldn’t even look at his face. But damn, he looked so fine in that suit and tie, with his hand effortlessly in his pocket. “Is this really what you think of me?” He said, sounding disappointed.

“Listen, I’m sorry, I know it was wrong. I won’t do it again, I’m sorry.”

He laughed.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it.” He leaned behind him and locked the door, pulling the little paper cover over the small doors window.

“Bad girls should be punished.” He said, his plump lips pulling into a smirk.

Between your legs, your pussy nearly quivered at his words, becoming hot and wet.

“Are you going to punish me, Mr. Lee?” You said, teasingly unbuttoning the first button on your shirt. He licked his lips and grabbed your shirt, ripping it open to reveal your lacy little bra. “You were prepared? Is this what you wanted?” He said, laughing as he unhooked your bra, pressing his face into your chest, sucking on your nipple, while his hand massaged the other, making sure neither were left untouched. You began moaning, but his hand left your breast and covered your mouth. “Shhhh, Ms. YL/N, you can’t make a sound..” he said, taking his hand back to your breast, leaving hickeys all over them. “Now I know you wanted to suck my dick first, but I just can’t wait...” he said, staring at your curves in awe as he ripped his tie off first, then his jacket and shirt, and finally his pants. Jesus Christ. He was so fucking hot. He was slim, but also had impressive abs, and that V Line was to die for. You took your panties in your fingers and slowly pulled them down your thighs, then your legs, and finally dropped them to the floor, causing Taemin to nearly cum in his underwear. “How long have you been planning this?” He said, picking you up and setting you on the desk, then getting on his knees and spreading your legs apart, burying his face in your womanhood. You tilted your head back, suppressing a moan, taking his beautiful locks in your fingers and tugging as his tongue slipped over your folds, teasing you. “Please... Mr. Lee...” you mumbled, wrapping your legs around his shoulders. “Call me Taemin..” he murmured from in between your legs, sticking his tongue into your entrance and exploring. “Taemin, please!” You whimpered, already moaning like crazy but trying to be as quiet as possible. His tongue continued to work inside you while his hand came up and worked your throbbing clit, rubbing it roughly in circles, his other hand coming back up to play with your erect nipple.

“Oh fuck... Taemin.. I’m gonna-“

Before you could even finish your sentence, your walls clenched around Taemin’s tongue and he stuck two fingers in you to push you over the edge as you released yourself onto him. He happily lapped up your juices and licked his fingers, looking directly at you, as you panted and heaved on the desk.

The bell rang which signaled the end of lunch so he got up and gingerly put his clothes back on, buttoning up his jacket and fixed his hair.

“So, I’m expecting an A on your test tomorrow Ms. YL/N.” He remarked with a wink