A Day with Professor Hotchkines at University

Context:

Main Character: Hotchkines (Hotch) the professor
Guest Characters: Yalunga(wife) and y/n(Your Name) as a human female

Y/n sitting at the desk awaiting the day to finally end. Scrolling through Wattpad as you finished your homework for the day. The classroom was fairly quiet a bit too quiet you asked yourself. You look over at Professor Hotchkines and he seems anxious or nervous about something. So you walk downstairs to his desk.

Professor Hotchkines looks at you and says "What's up?" Oddly enough in a completely calm tone.

Y/n: I couldn't help the fact that you seemed anxious about something. Is there anything I can do to help you?

Hotch: Not sure what your talking about y/n, please go back to your seat and do your homework.
He says in a calmly but stern manner.

Y/n stubborn as you are, you're persistent.
Y/n: I don't want to intrude but I do feel like you're uncomfortable with something.

Hotch looks at you realizing that he's quite tall and his package tip is visible. And he tried to hide it under the table.
Hotch: Miss y/n please go to your seat, my business isn't your business.
He reluctantly still dismisses you to your seat.

Y/n: please let me help you...
You say in the most angelic way as well as with the doe eyes.

Hotch became frantic from your persistence and grabs his device to call his wife Yalunga quickly.

Too late.

Y/n managed to grab hold of his device before he had the chance to dial Yalunga.

Hotch gulps as well as visibility looks like he's crapping bricks. His face fully flustered as he on accident turned sideways a bit and his crotch completely in your direction. He fumbled to cover himself but it was too late. A sheer fear on his face.

Y/n blushes red as well as overly flustered by his size and unique form.

Hotch says quickly "y/n cover your eyes! You aren't supposed to see your professor like this!
-Humiliated, he fears his wife won't forgive him for not being so professional. Panic sets in.

Y/n takes off her hoodie and throws it on his crotch. You try to convince him to relax and that you won't tell on him to his wife.

Hotch is not convinced and puts his head on his desk trying to hide his package again under his seat.

Y/n lightly puts her hand on his shoulder to try to calm him down again.

Hotch only shuttered by the chills it gave.
He mumbles loud enough for you to hear.
"Please remove your hand off my shoulder, thanks"

Y/n realizes he's too stubborn to convince. You let it go for now and went back to your seat.

Luckily for Hotch his package went down. So embarrassed that he forgot to thank his student.

"Hey y/n thanks your your hoodie. I feel better now!" He gently shouts to you.

Y/n: Of course no problem Professor!

Hotch goes back to grading.

Y/n being so flirty and kinky naturally she couldn't help the feeling of her own thirst. She respects her professor but he's so huge and muscular. More so, his package is so big that the thought of it made you wet. You asked Professor Hotchkines a question.

Y/n: Professor!

Hotch looks up at you. "Yes y/n?"

Y/n: can I go to the restroom?

Hotch: you may.

Y/n gets to the door and your Professor stops you midway.
Hotch: here's your hoodie back. And don't try to go crazy, my scent isn't on there anymore.

Y/n blushes as she's confused how he knew that's what you thought exactly. That you wanted his scent on your hoodie so you can smell him on it.

Y/n flustered responding with "oh um...thanks Sir" then you proceeded to go to the restroom with your hoodie.

Y/n closed the door and professor Hotchkines sighed of relief.

End of part 1.