Jiraiya x Reader Stories(Smut)

Yes Professor!

Warning for spanking. Also student x teacher. In university... so legal adults.
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Oh how you could listen to him all day! Professor Jiraiya. His deep and calming voice resonated around the lecture hall. He talked on and on about today's lesson. Literature class was such a kick. Almost two hours of just talking about books and debating the topics. Could there be a more perfect class in the world? You don't even pay attention to the slides that have key notes on them. While the more dedicated students took notes, you just watch him. He paced when he was excited about the subject he was teaching. His long white hair pulled up in a ponytail, swishing around with the motions. Sigh... it looks soft. His red dress shirt was tucked in and his sleeves rolled up. It seemed a little small... giving hint to the fact he was totally ripped. Black dress pants that made him look taller. He was already over six feet. He didn't need to look taller... he didn't need pants, as far as you cared. He was so handsome! Why he was a college teacher was a mystery. He could do anything with that mind and body! He's already written books, why does he do more? Whatever, it kept you entertained.

"Ah... we're out of time." Jiraiya says as he looks back from the clock. As the students stood up and hurried to get ready, he shouted over the noise. "Hey! Don't forget to hand in your papers! Don't think I forgot!"

There was a series of groans. A few students bolted. Ashamed they didn't write their paper yet. You wait. Hanging back to hand in yours last. Heat began to build in your face. Getting close to him always did that. He smiles at you and holds out his hand. You almost reach out to hold it. How great would that be? If he accepted it and his lips would brush against your knuckles. Sigh... if only. You hand in your paper. Your fingers brush against his. Your heart skips a beat. You can barely manage to glance into his eyes. Catching those intelligent dark orbs. You flush before turning on your heel and speed walking out. He's gorgeous! Ahh!

In the morning, you check your email. Jiraiya was one of the only competent teachers that knew how to use email. He often used the student teacher email chain. Informing his classes about changes. He was pretty cool about it. Even sliding some hints about test answers every now and then. He had sent you an email. It wasn't a generic chain. It was a private one.

"See me in my office after your last class today. We have to discuss your paper."

Uh oh. Were you in trouble? You didn't have Lit today. Your schedule swapped back and forth. The whole day went by slow and agonizing. You worried about it. What could you have done? You wait until last period. You don't have a class anyways. Neither does Jiraiya. His classes don't past fifth period. Leaving him one whole block to sit around or leave early. He usually hangs around, marking papers. Plus his office hours were pretty generous.

You knock on the door. It was slightly open. He looks up from his desk and motions you to come in. You enter quietly. Before you take a step, he speaks.

"Close the door."

Oh god this was torture. Alone in a room with your attractive professor. You shut it. If only it had a lock. You take a seat across from Jiraiya, waiting for him to divulge the details of his cryptic message.

"So... about your paper." He began. He shuffles through a stack of paper. He pulls out one, presumably yours. He smirks as he looks over some of the contents again. "I'm flattered but... this isn't very appropriate."

You frown. Confused. Tilting your head and furrowing your brow. Jiraiya looks absolutely amused. He hands it to you. You take it and read it. Only to turn red. Oh... oh no! You accidentally handed in the wrong thing. In your spare time in different classes, you write. Yeah... you accidentally handed in a fantasy story about your literature teacher. It was pretty raunchy too! Mentioning how badly you wanted to do very bad things to him. Well damn, that's the last time you write for catharsis.