professor

4

you arrived back at your dorm room and pushed the door open to iona and zack giggling on her bed

iona-ayy hows my girl? good sex? was he hot!?

you-fuck off iona

iona-oh, bad morning i see

you slid into the bathroom with your outfit for the day taking a hot shower and soon enough ready for ur lesson with trevor

of course his first.

you pulled your black tight shirt down a little more flashing your dark red lacy bra and your cleavage.

you wore some blue flared jeans and got outside the lesson with zinc

zinc-so how was ur mystery guy fuck.
he asked in a jealous tone

you-why jealous? iona told me to let loose

he nudged you as you walked through the door seeing trevor setting up

zinc-i want to see you at that party tonight

you-seriously? im still fucked from last night

zinc-yeah, face fucked from ur mystery guy

you-its not funny it was an awkward morning and i left immediately

your eyes locked with trevor's and he gave you a light smile as you sat down in your seat glancing down to a peice of paper?

07 ** his address.?

tonight at 7? :)
2*7**23*11

his phone number!?

you glanced back up to him going around with papers for you all

you quickly slid the peice of paper into your pocket as he got to ur desk

trevor-please
he whispered glancing at your hand that put the paper away

you-after making me feel that embarrassed this morning? ur lucky if i show up
you replied seeing his face flash with guilt he returned back to the front

trevor-alright cla-
he was cut off by the door slamming open to of course anthony.

trevor-late again anthony

you-oh for fuck sake
you muttered as he slid into his seat beside you

anthony-why do you look all frowney?
he asked gently in a concerned tone

you-like you care
you muttered and he pulled ur head to his

anthony-what fucking happened y/n
he whispered

you-somebody embarrassed me stupidly last night and this morning, hm something you love to do

anthony-who
he asked scanning the classroom in annoyance

you-stop acting like you care anthony

anthony-who made you feel like that y/n
he repeated his question and you sighed

you-somebody you cant hurt so quit it

anthony grunted as his hand fell to your leg squeezing it wanting an answer

anthony-answer me

that was crazy hot but what was getting in the way of that attraction was the petty little arguement at the start of the year.

you-shut up!
you shouted now dragging the attention to you

you-my god why do you care if i feel embarrassed ur the only fucking person who ever embarrasses me!
you added now shoving your book into your bag and jogging down the stairs

anthony-y/n
he said with a sigh following you down the stairs and out the door

anthony-i called ur name y/n
he now shoved you up the wall leant over you practically caging you in

anthony-who did it. just tell me who, it's all im asking and i promise i wont lay a finger on them

you-the fucking professor
you whispered shoving him off and arriving back at your dorm room waiting for the door to slam behind you but it didnt...

you-why didn't it sl-
your eyes were met with anthony's and he stood holding the door in his hand

anthony-because i caught it

you-you fucking followed me to my dorm!?

anthony-i said i wouldn't hurt him so the least i can do is make sure you do go all crazy and get drunk

you-again, stop caring
you threw your bag down and fell back onto your bed and he stood infront of you before throwing his bag beside yours

you-ur not invited in, get out

anthony-i didn't quite hear that sorry
he replied now sliding between your legs and staring at your body

what the fuck is he doing.

you glanced down at his fingertips that ran up and down your thighs and sighed sitting up

you-what the fuck are you doing?

anthony-calming you down
he admitted looking up to your eyes and you had now just noticed how pretty his were

these bright green coloured eyes staring back at yours.

you-how are you doing that?

anthony-skin contact is scientifically proven to calm people's heart rate
he smiled lighlty rubbing his hands back and forth off your thighs

you-but that's my jeans and your hands

anthony-your calmer tho are you not?

you realised how much more comfortable you felt and lay back down not wanting to admit he was correct

he chuckled and lifted your legs onto his lap still running his hands over your every nerve

and god it felt amazing.

sorry if there are any spelling mistakes