Dr. Ratio as your Professor

pt3

holy moly ummmmmmm why is he so god damn fine

also he literally called us idiots but thats fine with me 0.0

i mean technically the doctor is treating us and our idiocy o~o

also so sorry this took a while, school is kicking my ass but i have made it to spring break thankfully. so yet again, thank you for waiting and the comments definitely gave me courage to continue <3

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Studying through the night was one of the hardest things that you have ever done, you were kept hot and bothered after rushing out of the room. It took all of your control to stay focussed and press through the night with the thoughts of his hands, hot against your skin and his breath caressing your ear as he spoke to you. All you wanted to do at this moment was be taken by him in the worst way possible.

The words on your study sheets blurred more than once while you pushed on through the witching hour. You should be grateful that he is taking his time to help you and give you a makeup test on a precious saturday. Yet the naughty thoughts were persistent and you felt somewhat ashamed and guilty. I mean he was your professor who was more than willing to help you from being dropped from college, even if his help was somewhat twisted. At least the attraction you felt was being reciprocated even if it was purely sexual.

You planned to work through the night to pass this damn test, you were determined to rub it in his face and show him that he did not affect you as much as he may have thought. Even if that was definitely the case, you didn't want him to have full control. His arrogant face in shock was a sight that you needed to see.

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The alarm going off at 9 am made you realize that you passed out somewhere around 5, your desk was not a comfortable place to sleep and you stretched your arms. You agreed to meet your professor at 11 so you had time to get ready and look over your notes a few times before taking the test. Before all of your tests taken previously, you had no feelings of nerves. This time you were nervous, you couldn't tell if it was what comes after passing the test or even trying to pass the test.

You couldn't allow the thoughts to make their way back into your head so you made yourself busy all the way up until you had to leave to make it on time. You were not going to allow him to ruin this even if it was a dream consisting of his eyes glazed over with pleasure. You packed your bag and headed out but not before stopping by a mirror to make sure your hair and makeup was in order. This was a new habit you picked up since starting your class with professor Ratio.

When you got to the classroom the door was unlocked but the professor was not inside. You still made your way inside and sat down at the usual spot, preparing your pencil and eraser while you waited patiently. Professor Ratio showed up 10 minutes later with a smug face and asked, "Are you ready?" You nodded avoiding his gaze, keeping your eyes trained down. He chuckled at your defiance and walked towards you, placing the test face down. You went to flip it over but he stopped you by grabbing your wrist and said "Not so fast, darling" in a deep tone that had you wavering.

You tried to pry your wrist from his strong grip but the attempt was futile. "You start when I tell you to," he said right next to your ear. You shivered, still not looking at him and staring at the hand on your wrist when you asked why. He brought your hand up and in doing so your eyes followed when he kissed the back of your hand. Heat began to rise up your cheeks and he smirked at you, "I need to make sure that you are following my rules and the time set for the test down to the last second, we wouldn't want someone to think I am playing favorites, now would we? Hmm?" You nodded and he released your hand and took out a pocket watch, the ticking of the clock tickling your ears.

His eyes were trained on the watch and you were waiting in suspense. Suddenly, he spoke in a stern voice "Begin". It was out of nowhere and you were scrambling to flip the paper and grab your pencil. You wrote your name at the top of the paper before reading the first question and then the next. You realize that he was taunting you for a reason, this test will not be easy to pass and he knew he was making you work for this. You were determined to rub it in his face though, the hours you took to study will not be for naught.

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An hour and a half passed and you were finally working through the last essay question, determined to finish before the 2 hours were up. A smile started to work itself onto your face and you tried to control it but the thought of his shocked face was something you desperately wanted to see. You were confident about passing this test, it may not be a perfect score but you were not going to fail. You finished the last sentence and stood up and walked to his desk, you knew he was watching you for the whole testing period but you were not bothered, if anything it encouraged you to prove him wrong. You smirked as you noticed that he did indeed have shock in his eyes.

"I'm done" you said as you placed the test in front of him. He picked it up and you went back to your desk and began packing up to leave. Exhausted, you wanted to take a nap back at your apartment. "Come here" he said in his stern voice yet again. Worried, you turned around slowly to look in his eyes. "Why?" you asked cautiously. "Do as I say." He said as he scoffed at my confrontation. You walked over to stand in front of his desk and he raised an eyebrow as he rolled his chair away from the desk. While holding my test in hand he patted his knee, signaling that you should sit. You hesitated and asked "Why?" yet again.

This was not something he wanted to hear. "Do you intend to question everything I do? I need to grade your test and you are to stay here." You could feel the impatience radiating off of him, so instead of asking why again you made your way around his desk and sat on his knee. His hand snaked around your waist and he pulled you back so that your back was once again flush against his chest. He must like this position because you've been here before and the memories rushed through your mind. His breath was hot against your ear and you just knew that your ears were painted a shade of crimson.

He rolled the chair back to the desk and placed the test down and picked up a red pen. "Relax" he spoke into your ear in a low almost whisper. You tried to untense but the feeling of his muscles were so glaringly obvious that your mind was running wild. He chuckled and spoke again "This will take a while, so be a good girl and wait for me, will you?" Your ears must be sensitive because the words spoken near them caused you to shiver. All you could do was nod as you watched his hands move over your test.