Teach Me More
Synopsis: Astronomy is hard for you, luckily Dr. Evans is the best teacher.
Pairing: Astronomy professor!Chris Evans x College Student!black reader
WC: 1.7k
CW: It's pure smut 18+ (Spanking, oral m!receiving, spitting, daddy kink, degradation kink, Slightly dark!Chris (he's kinda mean in this), Dom! Chris, Sub! Reader, unprotected sex, creampies, facefucking, it's a lot y'all.), astronomy facts are used (they are indeed correct)
A/N: Based off that little NASA pic with him. He's so cute. Nerdy daddy. Y'all I pulled out my astronomy notes for this. If this was real I probably wouldn't have failed. lol
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Your fingers lightly tapped your squished cheek. One hand held your tired head from falling to the desk, while the other wrote down the notes that were being spat out faster than your brain could comprehend. Not that you were really listening in the first place. Your mind was on something else.
Your professor.
Not the fact that he teaching or the fact that he had been lecturing for over forty minutes of the hour and a half of the class, but the fact that he was wearing this cute navy blue striped polo with these navy blue pants and some sneakers. His salt and peppered beard made him look older and wiser.
You weren't enjoying astronomy the way that you thought you would. There was more math than planet talk. You thought you could just go in and talk about the planets and how pretty they are, but no you have to measure the size of the planet and how far it is from the sun. Annoying math questions on top of already advanced science.
Thankfully, your professor, Dr. Evans, was your teacher. You struggled so much with the subject. You just couldn't grasp simple ideas. Luckily your professor was there to guide you through your trying times. You adored Dr. Evans, he was kind and patient unlike your other science teachers.
There was just something about him that helped you learn. Perhaps it was his unique teaching skills.
"Y/n?" You were snapped out of your daydream.
"Black holes are objects for which?" His blue eyes casted onto you with a softness that gave you the courage to answer.
You sat up straight and looked down at your notes. "Uhh where no light can escape."
The smile he gave you melted you down to jelly. Your heart started to beat rapidly. It was hoping he'd say the words you loved the most.
"Very good Y/n," he turned his attention to another student.
You hid your disappointment by burying your head back into your notes. You had forgotten that this wasn't a one on one meeting. His kind words to you might be seen as favoritism.
Soon the class was finally over. As you gathered your items one by one, your name was called again. You looked up to see that Dr. Evans was leaning on his desk. He had a paper in his hand while the other was tucked into his pocket.
"Yes sir." You met him at his desk.
"I have your latest test, you got a C-." He sighed and put the paper down on his desk. His arms crossed and he gave you a pointed look. "Where'd all our hard work go hmm?"
You shook your head. "Dr. Evans I swear I studied even more after our meeting!"
"Shh, I'm just disappointed. You're a smart girl, but this- this is unacceptable for my smart girl." He circled around you until he was pulling your bag from your shoulders. "I have no other choice than to have another one on one with you."
"But sir!"
Chris shook his head guided your chest to lay flat on his clean desk. "No buts, we have to go over the questions that you missed." Your leggings were being pulled down from behind you. "Don't you want to be my smart girl?"
You braced yourself on the desk with a smile. "Yes daddy. That's all I want!" You answered.
"Good, because I'm going to make you remember every single question on that test." He finished his sentence with a harsh slap to your ass.
It had you yelping and reaching back. His hands were quick to grab yours and hold them behind your back. "You're being such a dumb girl today." He slapped your right ass cheek. "What's gotten into you hmm?"
"Nothing daddy! I'm a good girl!" You squeaked. Another hard slap was administered to your sore behind.
He let out a mocking chuckle. "I'm sure you can be." He turned you around and pushed you to your knees. "You know I'm a hands on type teacher, do yourself a favor a be a good learner."
You knew what exactly to do. He'd taught you so well. Your nimble fingers went to unbuckle his belt. The clank of the metal was music to your ears. You slid his pants down to his knees along with his boxer briefs. His hard dick nearly slapped you in the face, but you dodged it.
"Aww little dumb girl doesn't want her daddy's dick to hit her." He grabbed the base of his dick and held your head in place. "'s too bad I want your pretty face to be a mess." He smacked the tip on your pouty lips and smeared his precum around your face. "Are you ready for your lesson my smart girl?"
You looked up at him with wide eyes. You nodded eagerly.
"Some X-ray binaries are candidates for black holes because?"
"Uhh because they're endless?"
"Wrong" His dick was shoved down your throat. While he was patient at times, he wasn't fair, even to his favorite student. He moved your head up and down his thick dick. It was too much for you. You had to brace your hands on his meaty thighs. "The object in the center of the accretion disk is too massive to be a neutron star."
You moaned around him, loving the taste of him. You'd remember the answer later when you're reminded of the way he makes your throat sore.
"How far away are our neighboring stars?" He pulled you off him.
You licked your lips and swallowed what spit you could. "Hundreds to tens of light years away?" You answered. There was a waver in your voice and he could tell you were hesitant to say your answer.
He leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead. "Good girl, that's correct!" He settled your mouth back onto his length. "Though I'm going to spank you later since you were unsure of yourself."
You whined and scrunched your eyebrows at him. Chris simply laughed and held your head still so he could fuck your throat. Nothing but gurgling sounds and the sound of sloppy top could be heard. The only reprieve you had was when he pulled out to ask you a question, but if you got it wrong he'd fuck your face. If you got it right, he let you set your own pace. He felt that it was a good way for you to learn that your wrong answers cost you.
When he finally pulled you off for the last time, he spit in your mouth and kissed you to seal it. "Fuck you have the best mouth, too bad it gives me wrong answers."
He pulled you up to your feet. His thick fingers cupped your warm core. Two fingers wormed their way into your sopping heat. "Someone's enjoying their one on one tutoring." He grinned and stuck his fingers in his mouth.
You pawed at his chest, silently begging for more. The t-shirt you were wearing was pushed up until he could see your bra clad chest.
"Why should a fuck you, you've been such a dumb girl?" He cupped you jaw. He towered over you with this domineering stature.
"Please professor! I won't do good on the test without you." You begged him. Your face was no doubt a mess. Tears ruining your mascara and eye makeup. "Please I don't want to be a dumb little girl."
Chris's face softened. "Turn around and stick that ass out for me."
You did as he said without hesitation. You hid your excitement as you felt him grip your ass and pull the cheeks apart to see your puckered hole.
"I have a few more questions for you and then you can go." He slapped his pink tip on your entrance.
"Anything for you sir!"
Chris loved to hear you beg for him. His perfect student. The only student that went above and beyond for him. The only student he'd ever think about giving these types of lessons to. He had to make sure you weren't like his other students. Dropouts that didn't even try. No, he needed to make sure you'd pass his class with an A. What better way to teach you than to slut you out like the whore you are.
He loved when he had you like this. Screaming out the answers because he was fucking the information into you.
"What's a protostar?" His grip on your hips was tight as his hips snapped into yours from behind you.
"It's a- It- ahh." You moaned. Your hips rolled back into his, trying to chase the pleasure.
Chris grunted and slowed his thrust. "I haven't fucked you that dumb yet, answer the question pretty girl." He slapped your ass.
You cried out. Your mind was searching for the answer. You remembered it. He taught you that while he was eating you out in his luxury bachelor apartment. "A star that is still in the-fucking oh my god!" He started to speed up again.
"C'mon, answer the question and I'll let you cum."
His tip was grazing your cervix causing your mind to spin. "Still in the process of- uhh- forming!" You screamed out. Your hand reached down to rub your neglected clit.
Chris cursed under his breath. Your walls were trying to milk him for everything he had. He was glad to give you everything. You'd earned it. "Fucking tight ass pussy, feels so good." He pulled you up by your neck. You were both still dressed from the waist up. Chris moaned in your ear as he reached down to replace your fingers with his.
"Sir! I'm gonna cum!"
"Fuck- fuck! Do it! Cum all over my dick." He connected his lips to yours.
Your screams of pleasure were snuffed out by his mouth. He caught every moan and threw it right back at you. He filled you up to the brim.
You both came down from your highs with a slow kiss. His grip on your throat loosened until he finally pulled away from the kiss. "Shit." He pulled your leggings up to stop his cum from leaking out.
"Did I do good today sir?" You asked with wide eager eyes.
He hummed and tucked himself back into his pants. "You did amazing, smart girl. However, I'm afraid you might need another session with me to go over the ones you missed."
"If that's what I need I'm happy to do it! Thank you sir!" You hugged him.
"Of course, only the best for my smart girl." He grinned.
