Request - smut
Warnings: teacherxstudent relationship, daddy kink, unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), fingering
Requests are open.
It was late afternoon when you were stood in front of the house of your teacher, Mr. Stark. You adjusted your hair once more before ringing the doorbell. As you waited, you smiled at the thought you'll see him again. The relationship between you and Mr. Stark, who was also your favorite professor, was anything but an usual relationship between a teacher and their student.
It started out earlier, at the beginning of your new school year. It was your last year and Mr. Stark's first year as he just moved into town and got the job. You couldn't pinpoint the exact moment your relationship grew into what it is now, but at the beginning, during classes, his eyes would linger on yours a bit longer than the other students. Over the time, you started to do the same to him. You would sometimes stay behind classes with him together in the library, both of you bonding over your shared love for literature. Then, those little dates in the library turned into dates in his office. The two of you would be sat on the couch in his office and read together. Over time, that became a little secret ritual only the two of you were allowed to know about. You would be laid on the couch in his office, legs in his lap as he sat next to you and read your favorite book to you.
He kissed you first after weeks of spending every afternoon with him in his office. You were his girl. He would help you with any subject you needed help with, and would make sure you weren't getting yourself in any trouble. During class, he had a hard time focusing on the subject, his mind occupied by you, sitting at the back of the classroom. He would take you out on the weekends, of course because of the nature of your relationship, you would often have to go to a completely different city where he would completely spoil you, buying everything you looked at and giving you money for anything you needed. He didn't want you sitting with anyone other than your best friend, not that you would do it either way. Despite you gaining the attention of every boy at school with your looks, you were quite shy. You didn't want to have many friends, keeping your circle small, which Tony liked. That meant he didn't have to worry about any boy from school.
He opened the door, his breath basically knocked out of his lungs when he saw you. He looked you up and down, liking what he saw. You shyly avoided his gaze, looking over his shoulder.
"Miss Y/L/N. My favorite student." He said, stepping aside and letting you come inside.
You stepped in, a smile on your face as you turned around to face him."Mr. Stark... What if your other students hear you say that?" You asked, trailing your finger down his clothed chest."They would be jealous."
Tony smiled, wrapping his arm around your waist. "Let them. Because you are my favorite student. I'm only stating the facts."
You wrapped your arms around his neck as he pulled you into a long kiss as he pressed you closer to himself.
