mostly smut, some of them are quite kinky-ish, just check the individual chapter warnings. the first ones are probably bad, they're older.
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things take an unexpected turn in class when your professor catches you misbehaving ;)
warnings: dom!alex, age gap (not mentioned but reader is his student), power imbalance, smut, pwp, pet names, degrading, oral (m receiving)
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Professor Turner's class always makes you nervous. You find yourself attracted to him.
Badly.
And you can't help but stare at him every single time.
You think you are being smooth, but he always notices, and you kind of know he does. You caught him looking at you too a couple of times. You vividly remember one time he was sat in his chair, legs crossed, playing with his beard as he was looking directly into your eyes and he licked his lips. It drove you crazy and you couldn't stop thinking about it all week.
Today though he looks especially good. Way too good. He is wearing some beige dress pants that show off everything just right, and his usual white shirt, perfectly tucked in. You want to keep a memory of him like that forever, so you can look back at it after class, that being the only time you ever see him. It's as if he disappears after he walks out those doors, you've never seen him walking the halls or anything. So you take you phone out of your bag and take a picture of him while he was looking out the window. No way he could've noticed...right...?
At the end of class when he dismisses everyone, he asks you to stay behind for a bit, so you just remain in your seat, confused as to what he could possibly want from you. You never cause any trouble, you do quite well in his class actually.
When everyone is gone he gets up and slowly walks to the door to shut it and you gasp internally when you hear him lock it. He doesn't say anything for what felt like an eternity. He out of nowhere just says "Want me to fuck you, don't you?"
You don't know what to say, you just sit, looking at him completely dumbfucked from what he just blurted out, mouth agape in pure shock. He gets closer to your desk, grabs your chin and closes your mouth for you. "You'll need to open that later, for now it stays shut." you simply nod, his touch still burning your skin even though his hand left your face. "Think I didn't notice you sneakily taking that photo of me?" you can't think of anything else to say other than "Sorry, Mr Turner...", looking down at the floor. You can't look at him, your face is red from embarrassment already. "I asked you a question though...do you want me to fuck you?" he said, enunciating every word in that last bit. "I already know the answer to that actually...so don't bother anymore. Come here."
You follow him to his desk, where he crosses his arms across his chest and looks down at you, your height difference just making it clearer who's in charge in this moment.
"Give me your phone." and you do as he says. "Go on now." he says, as he points with his eyes to his crotch, and that's when you notice he is hard, his pants making it very easy for you to see the shape of his cock. He leans back on his arms and waits, expecting you to know what you're supposed to do. You nervously fiddle with the ruffles on your shirt and he chuckles at your demeanour. "Pretty girl's all shy now, isn't she? You weren't shy when you were staring at me and you even had the nerve to take pictures of me, so go on. On your knees now, doll."
