random oneshots

professor (alex turner) pt. 1

Dating Alex Turner as a teacher.....both are of age and do not have a direct relationship at the university! Don't come for me y'all. I'm so sorry about taking soooo freaking long to update, but y'know SCHOOL. Anyways, enjoy.

Word count: 1348.

As I walked through an unsurprisingly empty hallway of my university after hours, I was suddenly pulled into a room. I didn't recognize just yet who had practically harassed me, but I knew I just got pulled into the teacher's room.

I inhaled a breath to start throwing hands when oh-

The familiar scent of his cologne instantly made my heartbeat accelerate. I felt his hands rest on my hips and that's when our eyes met. "Hey," he said with a smile. For a split second his gaze went down to my lips and then I grinned. "Hi there."

His thumbs caressed my hip bones and then suddenly his lips attack mine. Jesus. This man knew exactly what he was doing. In all my years of dating unsure and timid men, I had never met anyone as confident as the man before me.

I felt a moan coursing through my entire body as he did not hesitate to shove his tongue into my mouth to explore it once again. He stopped in between the kiss to whisper in my ear, "You smell so fucking good, Y/n." His accent made my knees weak.

Never in my life would I have imagined myself making out with a British English teacher at my college in the teacher's room.

And that's when it hit me, we're in the teacher's room.

At my slow realization I immediately pulled myself away from him, almost throwing myself against the wall behind me. He stared at me in complete confusion but my gaze just moved up to the camera in the corner of the room.

I wiped my lips before I spoke, "There are cameras in here Alex!" I whispered. My blood ran cold at the acknowledgement that the admins might do something if they saw us practically eating each other on campus.

He rolled his eyes and playfully laughed, coming back to wrap his arms around me. Before I could open my mouth he spoke. "Don't worry baby, they're broken," he reassured, pulling me close to him.

My neck got tired from looking up at him so I just looked down to the golden chain around his neck under his dress shirt. My body instantly relaxed at what he said.

"Besides, what are they gonna do if I have such a hot girlfriend that I can't keep my hands off of her?" He said as he leaned down to care for my neck. He kissed all the way down to my collarbone, his hand moving up to move the shirt away so he could suck.

I melted in his grasp. Even after just a few hours of being away from him, he still managed to make me crave his touch.

After he successfully left a very visible mark on my collarbone, he fixed my shirt back to hide it after he admired his work.

He kissed my forehead as I wrapped my arms around his waist and leaned my head on his chest to hear his steady heartbeat. "How was your day?" He asked. "It was okay," I sighed as I recalled the events of today. Not much had happened, but recently I had found myself feeling a little more stressed than usual.

"Hmm," I could feel the hum of his voice as he laid his head on top of mine. "How was yours?" I asked, closing my eyes.

He cleared his throat before speaking. "Well it was good, but it got even better a few minutes ago when the love of my life walked in," he said.

That sentence immediately made me grin like an idiot. Cheesy bastard. I love him so much.  "Al..." I groaned. "You've gotta stop saying stuff like that. I'm gonna actually melt to the floor someday," his laughter made his chest vibrate and my grin only grew.

"I love you," he said after a few seconds of silence. Without hesitation I replied. "I love you, Alex." I really really did. Words cannot express how much I feel alive when I'm with this man.

We just stayed in silence as I hummed a soft tune and we held each other. "Can we go home?" I muttered tiredly.

It had been a long day and right now all I needed was to cuddle with him in bed. He nodded and pulled away, giving me one last peck on the lips. "Of course. I'm just gonna pack my stuff and then we'll go." I nodded. "I'm gonna go get my bag. Meet you at the entrance?"

"Yup, see you in 5 minutes baby."

After I'd packed my stuff and made my way through the semi-empty school, greeting some teachers and students, I had arrived at the uni entrance, ordering an uber for me and Alex to go home.

I was looking down at my phone when I suddenly felt hands wrap around my waist from behind. I didn't flinch, I just let him melt into my body. "Did you order the taxi already?" I nodded in response, looking up from my phone at the approaching car that was our ride. "Just in time," he says. We both walk towards it and he opens the door to the back seat for me. "Ladies first."

I smile at him. "Thank you my good sir." Once we were in I immediately snuggled close to him, getting comfortable for the ride.

It was about 5 pm and the ride was about half an hour, and I was really feeling a little 1 or 2 hour nap before dinner.

On the whole ride there Alex and I talked about the most random stuff. He knew me more than I knew myself, and that's saying something.

I looked up at him from his shoulder, only to see him already looking down at me. He smiled and looked deep into my eyes. His beautiful dark eyes will always seem to amaze me.

After a nice thirty minutes we arrived at my apartment. We laughed on the way up and when we finally walked into to the apartment, we immediately went to my room.

We stood next to each other as we both took our clothes off, him whistling as he saw me in just my black lace underwear. "God I love that this is all mine," he said and gripped my waist. His bare chest was pressing against my chest and bare stomach, the only thing HE was wearing were his work trousers.

I laughed at him and shook my head. "And I love that this," I traced a heart shape over his heart with my finger, "is all mine." I smile up at him and give him a peck.

"You're such a romantic, Y/n." I scoff. "Me? You're the one spitting cheesy lines every five seconds," I pulled away from him to examine my closet that was actually more full of his clothes than mine. I pulled on one of his pajama shirts and walked towards the bed.

He kept his shirt off, allowing me to see his godly figure and just changed into red flannel pants. "You know you love it."

He said and crawled into bed with me. "I really do," I said with a smile. He crawled on top of me as I giggled, his lips placing butterfly kisses all over my neck.

After a few seconds I sigh deeply in contentment as we position ourselves to sleep. He's currently the big spoon but somehow we always wake up with me spooning him. I move around a lot in my sleep.

Speaking of which, he's been the only person to not fall off the bed randomly during the night because of how much I move. Meant to be.

He gave me one last kiss on the lips and neck before I drifted off to sleep with this wonderful man.