Behind You
Summary: you have a dream about your professor and telling your friend about it in an empty coffee shop can't be all that bad, right?
Authors Notes: written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club for the Back To School challenge.
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"Y/N! I just bumped into someone from your astronomy class and apparently Professor Barnes is looking for you." Natasha says with a bounce in her step as he stops by the side of your table.
It was a rainy afternoon and you had no classes until this afternoon, the dorm was too far away so you decided to hang out in the coffee shop on campus to avoid the rain.
"Oh no. I totally forgot he was teaching today!" You sighed and rubbed your temples. The dream you had last night forced a hot blush to crawl up your neck and cheeks.
You had two astronomy teachers, Professor Banner and Professor Barnes, the latter taught on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays, meaning professor Banner took over the remaining days. Karma, you swore it was real.
"Why not? Did you fall in his lap again?" Nat laughs. You shoot her a glare in warning. The memory of you tripping over the step and straight into his lap makes you cringe, especially since your hands most definitely touched something.
"Please, for the love of God, do not ever bring that nightmare up again! No this is different..." You sighed, rubbing at your temples to will the tension away.
"Tell me girl. Look, I've never betrayed you in the past." She reminds you and true to her word, she hasn't.
"Please don't laugh." You start to say, taking a quick glance over your shoulder towards the door to make sure the coast is clear. "Okay. The reason I wanna skip the class today is because I had a dream last night that Professor Barnes completely ruined me in his office. I woke up just as he was about to make me cum. Nat, why– why are you looking at me like that?"
Reminiscing about your dream meant you neglected to hear the bell over the door ding. Hence the wide open eye balls your friend is giving you and the stare over your shoulder. Your blood runs cold and your heart is beating out of your chest.
"Uh he's right behind you!" Nat confirms your fear, and slowly you dare yourself to turn around and face the man that made you wet this morning.
"Professor Barnes! Hello!" Your voice comes out squeaky, something that only happens when you're nervous. "How are you?" Really, y/n? How cringe.
Professor Barnes clears his throat and adjusts his shoulder bag. His wet is dripping from being caught in the downpour but it gives you a little glimpse of how hot he looks after a shower. Plus, the rain has soaked his white shirt.
"Sorry to interrupt your little moment but I sent out an email an hour ago informing the students that class today would be canceled. But I see you're behind on your assignment so if you'd like to come into my office I could help you." He speaks quickly, averting his gaze whenever he mentioned come and office.
"Okay, thank you sir."
Professor Barnes gives the little awkward hand wave and leaves, but not before ordering a coffee to go.
You're left drowning in embarrassment, how the heck were you going to be able to attend any of his classes now?
You're not aware of how long you're staring until Nat pokes your hand on the table and speaks as professor Barnes leaves, giving you a quick glance. "Girl, you got it bad. And by the tightness his pants were showing, so does he!" She teases, you laugh awkwardly, staring out of the window and watching him do that awkward little run through the rain.
Natasha was right, you do have it bad.
