[professor jayvik x gn!reader / nsfw / mdni]
professor talis pushes your hair back away from your face—and your work. he holds it tightly within his gentle grasp as you suck him off. your lips wrap around his tip before slowly inching down to sink around the base of his stiff cock. breathing through your nose as he fills up every inch of your mouth, practically presses into your throat, forcing your tongue to lay flat. you rake your eyes across his strong body as you sit propped up on your knees between his parted legs. he leans against his desk while his eyes flutter from the pleasure waving through his body. your name slips from his lips like a sin as you suck at his sensitive tip; making the most obscene noises as you blow him, as large as he was, it was kinda hard not to.
a mix of his precum and your spit dribbles down your chin as you quickly move up and down along his shaft; thoroughly enjoying the grunts and whines that echo inside his office. then without warning, a yank on your hair forces you to swallow him to his flared base. where jayce forces you to take him entirely into your mouth before he holds you there. tears spring to the corner of your eyes as you accept the full weight of his stiff cock across your tongue and into your throat. you manage to huff through your nose, pressed right up against his abdomen, as a pathetic whine is stifled around the thick of his base. stars dance across your pretty eyes. and you could tell he was being rougher than usual…all because of a certain new guest standing off to the side, watching the both of you with an intense gaze.
drawn curtains and a locked door this time, jayce could do anything he wanted to do and yet all he wanted to do was make a mess out of you. so professor talis keeps you still for what feels like an eternity. draws out every little whiney moan and breathless hiccup he can, putting on a show for the other man standing in the room.
“fuck,” jayce groans under his breath, face twisting in pleasure as he stares down at you. watches your work briefly before his eyes trailer over to the other. “feels so good v.” jayce rasps before his eyes return to you. “‘s so good baby.” he adds quickly, praising you for taking him so well. without another word, his grip relaxes in your tangled hair, guiding you backwards and off his shaft with a wet pop.
you already know how puffy and red your lips must be. what a mess you must look like—tangled up hair from his grip, spit and precum alike sticking to your skin, your eyes hazy with want and need. you lick your lips though, showing off to jayce and viktor that you could take whatever given to you. and from the tight, strain inside professor viktor’s dress pants…you knew it was working in your favor.
“professor,” you call as sultry as you can, voice rough from your previous activity, looking over at the other man with a smile. “need a little help?” you ask. making a point to glance at the obvious bulge in his pants that he was poorly attempting to hide. a dark, scarlet blush settles across his face, unable to look you in the eye but even with all his embarrassment…he nods.