||Matt Murdock x Reader|| One shots||

Our little secret

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Professor Murdock x Student

Word count: 2665

Warnings: Smut

You sat in the chair of the large auditorium chewing on the back of your pen. Big eyes straining to stay open as you watched the clock like a hawk. 

The room was stuffy from the unbearable heat outside along with the crowd of sweaty students that where also filling up space in the room. Your back ached from the hard wooden chairs as you swiveled around to try and loosen the tension on your body. But nothing worked. 

The only highlight to this lecture was the fact you got to watch Mr. Murdock talk for an hour. Other then that, everything was shit.

Mr. Murdock was your professor for your law class, and boy did you enjoy it. Before taking this class you heard of him as being one of the hotter teachers on campus but you didn't really think much of it. You didn't think that he would be distracting you from your work, or making it hard for you to keep your mind even somewhat occupied on the class but guess what, it was.

Everything he did was hot. Moved a piece of paper from his desk, hot. Crossed his arms over his chest, hot. Moved from one side of the room to the other, hot. God forbid he gave you any form of praise when you answered correctly because if he did, hell let him rail you right then and there.

The thing was, you weren't the only one who was struggling with these feelings. Matt had a bit of an issue himself. 

Matt had sworn he would never get feelings for a student, and for many years it worked. Until you came along. 

The way you spoke, the way you laughed, the way you would move your hair from your face when you where taking notes, everything about you drove him crazy. Just you saying his name gave him an erection, and if you think it isn't hard teaching a class of law students with that, your insane. 

 You both lived in the same apartment building so you where bound to see the other at least once a day outside of class, and if there was a chance you wouldn't, Matt would do everything in his power to make sure you did just so he could hear your heartrate spike when he said your name. 

"Alright," Matt pushed himself from the desk. "Since none of you feel like talking today how about we finish off class with a review." He turned around, grabbing a paper from his desk as he crossed his arms over his chest.

 He placed his fingers over the braille as he read over it. "Alright..first question. Promissory Estoppel, what is it?"

He waited to hear some hands go up, but instead none did. 

"Oh come on guys." He groaned, placing his hand on his head. "We just went over this." He paused for a moment, a small smirk overtaking his lips. "Y/n." 

Your head turned from the clock, facing him in the front of the auditorium. You crossed your legs together, nervous energy coursing through your veins. 

"Promissory Estoppel, define it for me." He pointed with his pen. "Come on, I know you got it." He pushed

He leaned back on the desk, crossing his arms over his chest as his broad arms tightened the fabric around his shirt.