Fancy Me, Professor!

Shu Xian felt different in the way Pan An had kissed her this time. She felt the tenderness, the care, the affection in his kiss, making her heart flutter in her chest.

With her arms now going down and her hands now holding his arms as if she was in need of support, Pan An's left arm snaked around her waist and pulled her towards him, both of their bodies against each other.

Pan An's lips moved, and so Shu Xian allowed him to do so. With him doing it slowly and passionately, he then teasingly opened Shu Xian's lips for entry.

At first, she found it weird that she was startled. Both of them had heated kisses before, but why did she suddenly feel different now that they're alone and that they are having an intimate moment with each other?

Is it because they are no longer being naughty in the university?

Is it because they are granted more privacy now?

Is it because they are alone now and they are more free to do whatever they want?

Is it because…

She is expecting for something more now?

Shu Xian's body froze the moment the latter thought crossed her mind. With Pan An noticing how she felt uneasy, both of them broke away from the kiss, though Pan An had never pulled away from her, his arm still around her waist.

"What's wrong?"

Pan An's question came out breathily, completely and obviously heated up from their kiss. With Shu Xian blushing still and with her eyes shyly looking at him, she answered his question—almost in a whisper.

"I… never mind."

Shu Xian was about to tell him, but she suddenly felt ashamed of telling her own thoughts. However, Pan An let out a soft chuckle as his right hand held her face, reassuring her that everything will be okay and that he will not judge her.

"You can tell me what you're worrying about, Shu Xian. Let me understand you—let me get to know you. We are indeed a couple, no?"

"Yes," Shu Xian replied, a small smile appearing on her face as she agreed to what he said.

"Good. Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want me to stop? I understand if you do. I may be scaring you with how things are progressing and—"

"No, you're not," Shu Xian unexpectedly interrupted, not only surprising the professor, but surprising herself as well. "I… I mean…"

"What is it?"

Pan An was patient with her. He understood completely. He is indeed her first boyfriend. It is understandable that she is this way since it's her first time involvement in a relationship.

"Y-you…" Shu Xian averted her gaze and slightly pouted her lips as she answered in a mumble that was enough for both of them to hear in this big, quiet room. "You don't scare me… I don't feel uncomfortable… I don't want you to stop."

"What?"

Pan An heard what she said completely, but still, what had caught his attention was the last part of her statement.

'She doesn't want me to stop,' he thought, trying his best to suppress his grin that might ruin the moment if Shu Xian knew that he felt proud of himself to make her feel that way. 'She said that she didn't want me to stop!'

Shu Xian slowly tilted her head up to look at him. With her biting her bottom lip, her face turned from a shade of pink to red as she still felt the hotness of their kiss.

"Is it… bad for me to think this way at the start of the relationship?"

"What is?" Pan An asked, blinking his eyes a few times as he is now honestly confused about what she's saying. "What were you thinking? Let me know and I'll try my best to answer you. I will not judge you—I promise."

Shu Xian was quiet for a while as she continued biting her bottom lip. With a sigh escaping her lips, she then answered, surprising Pan An with what she said.

"That I was… thinking for something more."

"Something more?" Pan An blinked his eyes a few times, wanting to confirm the meaning behind her words. "What do you mean by 'something more'?"

Shu Xian puffed her cheeks. It was obvious that she was shy being honest about it, but she knew that she couldn't express it in a better way other than telling him the truth.

"Something more… than the kiss."

"Shu Xian…"

The way Pan An said her name had the tone of eagerness to it, and at the same time, a tone of reluctance.

He had to be honest to himself, however, that her statement was inviting, making him want to do certain things to her.

He imagined carrying her to the bed.

He imagined pinning her against the wall, his leg in between her as he devoured her neck.

He imagined hungrily kissing her as if she was food and water.

He imagined sitting her on the kitchen counter with her legs wrapped around his waist and—

"Pan An?"

Shu Xian snapped him out of his thoughts the moment she said his name. She then started feeling nervous as she thought that Pan An might not like what she had said, now wanting to take it back and pretend as if nothing is wrong.

"You know what, forget it," Shu Xian said, Pan An now focusing on her when he had not just a moment ago. "I didn't mean to say that. I know you wouldn't want it and—"

"I wouldn't want it?"

Pan An interrupted her, making her gasp as she felt Pan An's left hand cupping her bottom, making her feel him hard against her groin.

"Shu Xian, you're naïve to ever think that. Imagine what you could've done to me, dear woman… oh, how I wanted you to myself when we were in that classroom."

Shu Xian didn't know what to say. With her letting out a squeal as Pan An carried her in his arms with ease, he then walked towards the nearest couch and settled her there. The cushions beneath her bounced, Shu Xian feeling like prey as Pan An pounced on her like a lion.

"P-Pan An?" Shu Xian stammered, her brows knitting in anxiety. However, she did not push him away. "What are you doing?"

A cheeky grin appeared on Pan An's face. With him inching in closer as Shu Xian now practically laid down on the couch, her beneath the professor, Pan An started tracing his finger on her shoulder, to her neck, to her collarbone…

Shu Xian hitched a breath as her lips parted in anticipation, not able to avert her gaze from Pan An as he stared at her with longing and interest as well.

His finger then stopped on the curve of her waist. With his full hand now settling there, Shu Xian bit her bottom lip as he felt his thumb settle on her hip, expectant of what's to happen next.

"You said you were expecting 'something more,'" the professor said, his voice sultry as it traveled in Shu Xian's ear and sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. "I wonder… what you have thought about when you said, 'something more.'"

Pan An's left hand started tugging the necktie that Shu Xian gave him as a gift. With his right hand now letting go of her waist, Shu Xian gasped as Pan An raised both of her hands up, tying her wrists together with the necktie.

This was something that Shu Xian didn't expect at all! She thought by "something more," they would only have minimal petting and touching.

But being tied by a present she gave him?

The idea was wild and out of her imagination… but she had to admit to herself that she actually liked it and anticipated on what's to happen next.

Shu Xian swallowed. With Pan An looking at her as if he was admiring a masterpiece, he gave her an appreciative nod, a mischievous, yet sweet smile tugging the corners of his lips.

"You look exquisite under me, Shu Xian. If you allow me to, I can set your expectations about your imagination for 'something more.' Or… even better."

Pan An then bent down and started kissing her neck, Shu Xian letting out sexy breaths of pleasure as she closed her eyes in satisfaction.

"Maybe…" Pan An stopped for a while, now whispering against her ear as he bit her earlobe slightly. "I can go beyond your expectations of 'something more.'"

Pan An then kissed her tenderly and fervently, Shu Xian moaning against his lips. With their tongues intertwined, Shu Xian felt her body tingling against his touch, Pan An's hand now slowly making its way up to one of her breasts to cup it.

"Mm…"

Shu Xian let out a soft whimper, her body feeling weak and powerless with her underneath the professor and with his touch.

As both of her wrists were tied together as well, she knew that she wouldn't be able to do anything unless she kicked him.

But alas, the thought of kicking him had never surfaced in her mind. With her thinking about his invitation about "something more," she allowed him to show her what it meant to have…

"Something more."