Plot:Young Professor and his student
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I got up rather early, changing into black dress pants, tucking in a pale blue button up into the waist and put a belt into the loops. I fixed up my hair and put on the circle glasses that I always wore in and out of class.
I packed my satchel laptop bag with everything I'd be needing for the day. Humming softly as I did so.
As it soon became my leaving point, I walked to my car and buckled in before putting the key in the ignition, turning it and smiling as the engine revved to life.
On the drive to the college I worked at, I stopped to get coffee and a breakfast sandwich. Eating it and wincing as it burnt my tongue slightly. "..fuck" I whispered under my breath as I blew hair out of my mouth in attempt to cool off the burning coming off my tongue.
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Once I arrived at the school I grabbed my food, my coffee, my satchel and my keys. Locking my car and walking into the huge building before me. I taught poetry. Reading and writing. I was a teacher who could help with pretty much anything if needed. I walked into the classroom and started to write things on the white board. Tapping my foot softly, I heard someone walk in rather early, I knew exactly who it would be. Lev. Always the first to walk in and always the last to leave. The only person to actually hold a passionate conversation on the subject at hand in my classroom. The only person to be super focused. Always asking questions and constantly asking for study tips and I loved it. I've known her since high school. We were in all the same classes. We always stayed near each other. I welcomed them with a smile.
"Hello there Levy." My voice was soft but still rather deepened. I looked away from the board and saw she was smiling.
"Hey Professor Lucas" her words flowed. And just like in high school I still adored her accent. And the way they said things so uniquely. All of it..
As her professor we can't really have an open open relationship because it's considered wrong. I get it. Teacher and student.
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Soon enough that moment of us ended. Students pouring into my class. Lev walked up to my desk and whined in a soft tone, "I woke up horny. Your dumbass was in my dream and I kept waking up and sitting there.."
I just smirked, "that's no way to talk to your professor now go sit down in your designated seat."
She grumbled and stormed off to her seat , when she sat down she looked at me with the most pleading look, it was adorable..
Adorably
Pathetic.
I cleared my throat and got infront of desk, "Alright so. Today we will be doing something different then our normal work. I want you to think of one thing. It can be a person. A place. An animal. Anything. Now I want you to write 2-3 pages worth of describing what that said thing is and describing how and why you love it as much as you do or why you chose it off the top of your head. To remind all of your work only I see. Now this one. After I go over it with you I will put in a lone portfolio so I can analyze your work throughout the year. This will help me determine a graduation or fail rate." I explain as I pace back and forth. My voice was loud. Clear. And deeper then what it used to be.
I could see Lev fidget in her seat as I spoke. I then made everyone start the assignment and sat back at my desk.
"Lev come up to my desk for a moment please." I said while writing some things down.
She got up and walked her way over to me. She stood infront of me and nodded "what do you need me for sir?" She said in a softer tone.
I held my hand out, setting a vibrator in her delicate hand.
"Go to the washroom down the hall and put this in. Now." I demanded but still in a tone only she could hear. After I said this she straightened her posture. Her cheeks turning red as they walked out of the classroom.
When she re-entered, I could tell she wasn't too thrilled about how the rest of class was about to go down.
I knew just how sensitive she was, and they knew that.
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I turned it on and I saw as her body hunched over. Their arms crossing, their her head planting in her arms as if she was hiding.
Her legs closed and she bounced her leg against the floor. Her hands gripping the sides of her shirt. I smiled and chuckled to myself
And with that. I got one adorable death glare. Lev's alluring brown eyes sucking my attention to them and them alone.
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