I’ll do anything, Professor
a/n: Hiiiii! I’ve been meaning to post and make this for a while now so here it is! This is possibly my filthiest work lol. I hope you enjoy! <3
warnings: SMUTTTT, age gap (19 and 24), teacher!Peter x student!reader, oral(f and m receiving), yandere behavior(both parties), spanking, no protection(wrap it before you tap it), Dom!Peter x Sub!Reader, angst, toxic relationships, cursing, daddy kink, overstimulation
summary: You’re failing physics and your professor doesn’t want that to happen ;)
No matter how hard you tried, you just didn’t get it. It didn’t matter who explained it, you just couldn’t grasp physics. It was hard for no reason and completely pointless for what you wanted to become in life. All you wanted was to be a computer scientist and you couldn’t fathom how Physics fit into that. But if you wanted your degree, you had to do the class. Luckily for you and every girl and some guys, the professor was hot. He also explained everything in super great detail. You had had a crush on him since the beginning of the year and every now and again, you caught him staring at you. You always wore tight and revealing clothes the days you had physics and it never payed off(or so you thought).
It was like clockwork. You woke up at 9:00am, got a shower, put on a short skirt that was a bit short for comfort, and a crop top that accentuated your tits. You said bye to your roommate and headed out to Dunkin before heading to class. You always made sure to get there early so you can talk with Professor Parker. He enjoyed your little discussions about your other classes, the little bit you did understand about physics and your collective love for the Star Wars franchise. You started watching it for him but it quickly became your favorite series. He enjoyed talking to you and hearing what you had to say about some of the most basic stuff.
You walked in and struck up a conversation with the man:
“Hiiii Mr Parker.” you said, a bit flirtier than you'll admit.
“Hi Ms. L/n.” Peter said plainly.
You struck up a conversation over the new baristas at Dunkin messing up your refresher and before you knew it, it was 10:15am and class was about to start. You happily took your seat but not before Peter caught a glimpse of your outfit and your panties underneath. He felt himself grow hard but he ignored it.
Class had begun and you were still confused. You had managed to grip the key concepts but everything else was going over your head. You just sat and stared at your professor until you heard him call your name:
“Ms. L/n, do you know one of the four fundamental forces?”
“Uhmm, gravity?” you replied.
“Correct. The gravitational force is the fourth and final fundamental force. Good Job, Ms. L/n.” He said. If you weren’t mistaken, you heard a hint of pride in his voice.
You had smiled and went back to looking at your laptop with your notes on it.
Before long, class was almost over and Mr. Parker was giving his closing statements:
“Okay class don't forget your homework on Newton’s first law and please do your project, it’s due at 11:59 at night. And as always-” He started
“Stay Curious.” The class and you finished.
He smiled and said:
“Very good.”
Everyone got up to leave before he went up to you and asked to speak with you. You happily obliged and he showed you your grades.
“Ms. L/n, you’ve barely gotten above a C. Is everything alright?” He asked, voice dripping with concern. He pulled up a chair and you sat in it with your legs crossed.
“Yeah it’s just I’m having a hard time understanding and focusing.” You said shamefully.
“What’s drawing away your focus? And what do you need help understanding?” He asked.
“Just some stuff happening at home. I’ll find a tutor don't worry.” You said
“I don’t mean to pry but if you need to talk I’m here and I’m also a part time tutor.” He said.
“Since when?” You asked in a flirtatious way. You had never heard him talk about tutoring anybody before.
“Since my favorite student told me she needs help.” He replied. You felt both honored and a bit turned on at his response.
You chuckled but before you could say anything he said: “Meet me here at 10:30 tomorrow.” You knew he only had classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays so it would just be you two.
“Yes, sir.” You said with a smirk.
Peter felt his pants tighten a bit and his cheeks heat up. He felt guilty because he wanted to help you but at the same time, he wanted to fuck the shit out of you. The age gap felt weird to him but lets face it, his best friend is dating a 18 year old so it is what it is. He knew he couldn’t take much more of your teasing so he hatched a plan.
The next day
The day started as any other did except, you were ecstatic to be alone with your favorite teacher-turned-tutor. You put on perfume, curled your hair and even put on a bit of makeup. Your outfit was the perfect mix of slutty yet subtle. Your skirt was short and your top showed so much of your cleavage it was basically a bra. You sported knee high socks with forces to match. You grabbed your stuff and headed to his class.
The second you got there his eyes traveled to your face then your tits. He felt his dick grow harder and harder with each step you took. You smiled and said:
“Ready to learn professor.”
“Sit” He smirked.
Things were going well until he put his hand on your thigh. You smiled knowing that your outfit was working. You would be in his bed in no time. You exposed your neck by flipping your hair and sending the subtle scent of your perfume his way. It was driving him crazy. You felt your arousal grow in your panties and your nipples grow hard. He could smell your pheromones and he could only imagine how good you would feel around him.
It was a game of truce. He would raise his hand higher as you would tease him. You knew you two wouldn’t last long so while he was talking you decided to be bold.
You were giving your two cents and leaning closer and closer to him. He was leaning as you were leaning; his brain going berserk over you sharing the same desires as him and before you knew it, your lips had met. He grabbed your chin and migrated to grabbing your jaw in his hand. Your delicate hands holding his face. He pulled you up with him and placed you on his desk.
“Are you sure about this Professor?” you breathed
“Yes. Are you?” he breathed
“Yea.” you moaned
The conversation was quick. He began rubbing your clothed cunt while simultaneously, grabbing your tits and kissing you. You let out a whimper which prompted him to kiss down your body and pull down your panties. You gripped the table for dear life as he began to lick a stripe up your cunt. You let out a moan and gripped his hair. He slid a finger into your dripping wet hole and said:
“I’ve been dreaming of this pussy for months.” Before kissing and sucking your clit.
“I’ve been dreaming of you daddy. Fucking me so good and cumming in me.” You moaned.
“mmmmm so kinky.” he smirked before slipping a second finger into you.
You felt close to your edge. The pleasure causing your cunt to tighten around him:
“Don’t cum yet princess.” He said
“Please sir! I’ll do anything to cum.” you said desperately,
That the straw that broke the camel’s back. He knew he had you wrapped around his not-so-little finger then. He had you exactly where he wanted you.
“Anything?” He asked with a twisted smirk on his face.
“Anything.” you whined.
“Get on your knees.” He instructed.
You did as you were told and watched as he pulled down his pants and revealed his cock:
“Mmmmm you're so fucking big.” you said dreamily.
“Watch your mouth princess.” He said in a dangerous tone.
“Yes sir.” You said.
You flicked your tongue over the tip of his cock and ran a finger up his length. He let out the hottest whimper you had ever heard. You took what you could fit in your mouth and throat, and wrapped your hand around the rest. Your mouth and hand both bobbed up and down taking him as far as you could go. He moaned and pushed your head down as you bobbed. You felt the precum leak out of his tip and removed your hand to take more in. His balls hit your face as he slammed himself in and out of your mouth. To him, you looked absolutely gorgeous taking him like that. Your mouth covered in spit and precum as he thrusted into your face. Pretty soon his movement stilled and he gripped your head at his base; letting you know he came. He removed himself from your throat to reveal your tongue smothered in him. You gave him doe eyes before swallowing his cum. He smiled at you and said:
“Good girl. you earned your reward.”
You had assumed your rewarded would be an A or B on your next test but it was something even better.
He pulled you up and turned you around. He bent you over like you were nothing and smacked your ass.
“I should've fucked you a long time ago if I knew you’d be so good.” he said.
You moaned at the stinging sensation as he did it again. He kissed where he had marked you and inserted himself inside of you. You moaned at the wonderful new sensation and at how amazing he felt inside of you. He was right: you two should've fucked a long time ago.
He began slow at first, bending over with you to kiss your shoulder blade and thrusting into you while snaking a hand around to your clit,.
“You're such a good girl for daddy, princess.” he said deeply
“Thank you sir.” you replied
He stood up straight and began to fuck you. His dick felt so amazing and his hand felt just as good. Your eyes rilled back in your head as he pounded into you. The sound of your collective moans and skin slapping together filled the auditorium sized room. You felt his other hand grab your wrists and hold them together as his pace increased. Your moans and whimpered were getting louder as your wave of pleasure came crashing in like a tide. You felt yourself tighten around him which caused his pace to become sloppier and sloppier. You convulsed at the stimulation and came around him. It didn’t take long for him to finish in you as well. Your collective moans slowed as you came down. He pulled you around to him and kissed you sloppily:
“Let’s do this again, yea?” He breathed.
“Of course.” You winked.
You limped out of the room with your stuff in shaking arms. Making sure to sway your ass just a bit.
When you got back to your dorm, you went to change when you realized your panties were gone.
When Peter saw you had left your panties, he debated trying to find you and give them back but he decided to leave them in his desk drawer and give them a sniff whenever he missed you.