~original character imagine~
Being Mr. Levinsons teacher's assistant has its perks.
Warnings: smut
This is a request!
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"Danielle. Good morning."
I smiled as I came in, Professor Levinson's coffee in hand.
"Good morning."
"How are you?" He asked.
"Fine. Thank you."
He had a sweater and some nice trousers on. His shoes were always shiny. He had some glasses on. They were honestly reading glasses, but still hot.
His longer hair. His thick but tamed beard.
There was no one in the classroom yet. He gave me a smile.
"You wanna come over tonight? I have wine."
"Yeah you love to say that now that I'm twenty-one."
He chuckled. I gave him a little nod.
"What should I expect?"
"You know what to expect Ms. Olson."
I smiled. He turned on his projector, pulling up a few things for the lecture on his laptop.
"You want any kind of wine?"
"No. I don't care about that part."
He smiled. "What do you mean by that?"
"You know what I mean professor." I said.
"Yes I do. So I'll see you at nine?"
"Mhm. You want me to go home after?"
"No. Not unless your roommates will worry."
"Nope." I said.
"Okay. See you then." He whispered, looking around. I smiled. He wanted to kiss me.
The hot professor wanted to kiss me.
I walked up to his house. It was beautiful. An old Victorian style home. He had taste. And with his job came some pretty good money.
I walked in. Ari was in the kitchen. He smiled as he saw me.
"Hi." He said.
"Hi." I whispered. I came over. He pulled me in by my waist, kissing me. His lips were always soft and warm. So gentle.
I smiled, pulling away. He kept me close to him. I could feel him pressing into me.
"You're already hard." I said as I pushed off of him.
"I can't really help it."
"Mmmm. I think you can." I said. "Think of the color of the wall or some shit."
"Yeah." He said and smiled. He kissed me again, holding me close.
I set my hand on his cheek, kissing him back. He picked me up, setting me on his counter.
I smiled as he moved his kisses down my neck. As I sat on his counter, we were about the same height. He was so tall.
I closed my eyes, resting my head back a little. Aris hands moved over my thighs, and up my waist. He moved his hand down to my loose sweatpants, dipping his hand in. I snapped back to reality as I felt two of his fingers deep inside of me.
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Chris Evans Characters Imagines
Hayran KurguThis is my new imagines book! These imagines range from any character of Chris Evans's. My requests are always open on this book! Feel free to contact me about it! Mature warnings will be given before each chapter.