~Male crush x male reader~

Sir (lemon)

This is a college student (last year of college) x professor story. Both characters are consenting adults. This is not p3d0ph!l!a.

C/N POV:

Bad bitch🔥: seriously, C/N? You're literally in class. You need to pay attention. You know you can't risk failing this class.

Me: I know, I know. He's just so hottttt!!

Bad bitch🔥: you've made that painfully obvious since you started taking his class this year 🙄

Me: I can't help it though. I'm usually good with math stuff, but with him the only kind of "math" I can think of is numberless multiplication

Bad bitch🔥: ew gross!

Me: what? I'm just being honest.

Bad bitch🔥: a bit too honest smh

Me: you wouldn't get it (best friend). You're only into girls.

Bad bitch🔥: yeah, and this conversation is making me even more of a lesbian than I was before.

Me: okay smartass.

"Is there something you would like to share with the class, C/N?"

My heart starts to race, my face turning bright red as I glance up from my phone. I try to come up with an excuse, but my mind goes totally blank.

"N-no, Professor Y/N... I was just, uh... checking the time."

The professor gives a small nod of acknowledgement.

"Don't bring your phone out in class again."

I nod back, knowing that I didn't process a word Professor Y/N just said. I slump back in my seat, relieved that I didn't get caught red-handed.

But as I watch the professor moving around the room, my thoughts slip back into my usual fantasies. I find myself unable to help but admire his attractive features, confident posture, and the way his button-up shirt hugs his shoulders. Meanwhile, he simply continues passing out papers to the other students, congratulating those who got high grades as he goes along.

Professor Y/N eventually gets to me places my paper face down on my desk, leaning down and muttering to me quietly enough that only I can hear him.

"Come see me after class, C/N. We need to discuss your grades."

My heart skips a beat as I listen to his muttered words. A shiver runs down my spine at the command in his voice.

"Yes, Sir."

I mentally curse myself when I realize how shaky and anxious my voice sounded.

Wow, way to keep it cool, C/N.

~*time skip*~

After class, I linger behind, my hands trembling a bit as I pick up my items and head to Professor Y/N's office. He watches out of the corner of his eye as I sit down in front of his desk.

"Alright, C/N, I think you already know the drill by now."

The professor sits down in front of me, looking at me.

"You have to start actually trying in class. You graduate next month. You and I both know you cannot afford to fail this class."

I nod solemnly, my eyes shifting down to Professor Y/N's lips as he speaks. I force myself to meet his eyes, my mind filling with inappropriate thoughts.