History Professor x Reader (Oneshots!)

New History Professor

suggested by: A friend of mine

theme; smut/18+/suggestive

warnings; my terrible writing skills, strong language, younger Mr.D.

note: this story will have minor changes for obvious reasons, as we stated in the description, "In the title, Mr. D. is stated as a professor rather than a teacher and of course Mr. D, is younger. As for the reader, they are a college student/professor who's 18+" meaning we don't condone in student(minor) x teachers and so the college student or professor will be the theme in this book for every oneshot! Plus I've never written a smut before so... yay..

⚠️ALSO THIS IS A GENDER NEUTRAL X READER WHERE THE READER IS FEMALE⚠️

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It was always the same shit everyday.

Nothing new, nothing different.

I always go to my assigned classes over and over again. It was fucking boring.

Till a rumor started going around campus.

Rumor has it that there was a new, apparently 'attractive', history professor finally arriving, after our original history professor left due to hating this college and the students in it.

Bitch hated me the most though, I fucking hated her too, she loved to talk shit about students to her little 'friends' who snitched on her to the principle since they felt uncomfortable around her.

"I'm just glad she's gone though" I said to my lonesome self

But back to that rumor.. I honestly couldn't care less about the looks of a professor. I mean if this so called 'good-looking' professor is attractive, It shouldn't bother me at all... right

As I was walking to my last class of the day, I realized it was history, "I've literally been coming here day in and day out and I just realized again my last class is history... god I'm fucking dumb. But at least I get to see that new professor." I opened the door of the class and sat down in the middle of the room.

I looked around and to my surprise I don't see the professor yet but a few students sitting and chatting with other people.
I pulled out my phone to check what time it was and when class started.

"Only 2 more minutes till class starts." I sigh in relief as I hear the door shut roughly.
I looked up towards the direction of the noise and saw exactly who I was fucking waiting for.

The professor.

He looked to be a well mannered man. His posture was fixed quite well and his fashion seems to be like a business man. His suit was a white dress shirt with a tan blazer and matching slacks to compliment the rest.

He walked in with full confidence, his presence alone was very strong. Everyone went quiet and walked to their seats and sat down.

"Jeez, he didn't even say anything and everyone followed instructions... who the fuck is this guy?" I whisper under my breath.

As he set down his coffee and computer on his, now owned, desk, he looked up at the clock and the bell rang. He looks back at us, "Good evening class, you will address me as professor D at all times, and since the bell rang, it's time for class everyone. Take out your textbooks and go to page 366." Everyone did so quickly, besides me.

'Why is everyone listening to this man? All I see is a regular man... actually.... He really isn't that bad.' I thought to myself.

I took my textbook out from my bag and flipped to the number he desired. As I look up I see his eyes focused on me. His eyes seemed... hungry.. full of desire and curiosity