Class Time
Professor!Robby x student!reader
You were just so exhausted from work and clinical you didn’t mean to fall asleep during lecture, especially when it was the class with your hot professor.
cw: 18+ MDNI, smut, spanking, unprotected piv, creampie, age gap
Working while going back to college after taking a handful of gap years was tough. Working while going to med school during your last year with clinical hours on top of everything was even tougher. So far the only thing that was making today tolerable after working an overnight shift after a day shift clinical was that today was your hot professor’s class. It was your fourth year in medical school so the only lectures you had were on the focused specialties that were chosen to match students' residency. You had chosen the Emergency Department, and your professor was a man who reflected that specialty, having been a doctor in the field. Dr. Michael Robinavitch, or Robby as he told everyone to call him, was a man whose years showed not only in the slight greying of his beard but also in the knowledge and passion he brought to the class.
You and every other girl in that lecture had immediately stalked the faculty biography page on the school's website after the first day. His career was listed as Attending for about 15 years and Chief Attending for almost as long. You wondered how he balanced his time between the hospital and college so evenly while you were bone tired and ready to drop at a moment's notice. Which if you were honest is how you found yourself now, currently regretting the choice to sit in the front row. You swore that shotgunning an energy drink and picking up coffee before coming would make a difference in the fact you only had three hours of sleep. It didn’t, 500mg of caffeine had nothing on you at this point.
Midway through his lecture his gaze found you in your seat as it usually did, he didn’t always mean to. But he found himself enamoured with your intelligence within the class discussions and mock diagnoses. And on the day’s you were at clinicals and Robby was on shift he would take the time to notice how you were never afraid to step up and take initiative on a case. Something he found refreshing after the last few years of seeing a decline in the skills and education in the new generations.
But today he was met with the sight of your head slumped against your palm as your eyelids were shut, and mouth pursed in a small pout. All things that told him you were fast asleep. A slight that he wasn’t going to allow his best pupil to get away with. Not without some sort of punishment. But none-the less he still allowed you to stay asleep, not waking you just yet.
The two of you had been dancing around each other for far too long. You would always be the first to show and last to leave, along with finding every single opportunity to be near him within the hospital and lecture. Always staring when you thought he wasn’t looking, but he was. Because he was doing the same thing. Always calling your name during report or for any trauma cases that came in, finding little ways to put his hands on you while ‘helping’ you through a procedure. So as he dismissed the class a little earlier than usual, he watched as everyone packed their bags except for you. Still softly snoozing away, even as the last person slammed the door a bit too hard you barely stirred.
You were more snug than you should have been in the small hard wooden seat. He lowered down into the seat next to you and watched as you subconsciously leaned into the space he now occupied. With no hesitation he cupped your face brushing his thumb against the apple of your cheek, a touch that started to gently wake you. Your vision and consciousness were slowly coming back to you, things you didn’t even remember losing. The soft caress had you humming in comfort as your brain was still hazy from sleep, completely forgetting that the place you had been in before was your classroom and not your apartment.
Finally peeling your eyes open you saw the chalkboard in front of you, filled with words you missed from your inability to stay awake. A sight that had your brows furrowing as you still felt a hand on your face. Following the limb that rested against you, you were met with deep brown eyes that were slightly enlarged from the readers he still had on.
“Ahh good morning, glad to see I didn’t bore you to death. Only to slumber” Robby's low rumble vibrated through your spine
“W-what n-no, I’m so sorry Dr. Robby!” your body struggled to fully gain function as you ungracefully stood up, “I-I just was up all night working and I was at clinicals that day as well. Well I guess you knew that ‘cuz you were there and-”
“Woah hey slow down speedy, you’re okay” He followed suit in standing before grabbing both your shoulders in his hands, “you needed the rest, it's okay. I’m not mad.”
“Oh, thank you Dr. Robby. I’m so sorry again I just was so exhausted” A deep sigh left your chest at the idea he wasn’t mad.
“Well I said I wasn’t mad, not that I wasn’t going to punish you for it” Robby straightened up to his full imposing height, a sight that was sexier than it should’ve been, “need to teach you a lesson or else you’ll think this is something you can do all the time”
He clicked his tongue against his teeth as he crossed his arms and pretended to contemplate the plan he had been brewing in his mind for the last two hours since he saw you knocked out in his classroom.
“Tell me to stop right now and I will, no ‘If’s and’s or but’s’. We will stop this right here right now. But if you stay, I want you over my desk and hands to the sides.”
Waiting with bated breath, he watched the unadulterated lust settle over your eyes at his words. Sauntering your hips just a bit more exaggerated than you normally do, you made your way over and splayed yourself over the solid wood. A low groan rumbled through his chest when you wiggled your ass just slightly inviting him over.
“I’m sorry professor Robby, I’ll be good I promise” your face was schooled in an innocent pout as you did the best doe eyes you could.
“Fuck, if that’s how you wanna play it gonna need you to count for me.” he came over to where you lay over his desk reaching for a wooden ruler, “I feel like ten is a good number don’t you?”
“Y-yes professor”
He slid down your underwear from beneath your short skirt, flipping up the excess fabric so he had an unobstructed view of the soft skin that covered your bottom. Smoothing his hands in a false gentleness he gave no warning before bringing the ruler down the first time, causing a shrill yelp from you. Your body was not quite sure if it was pleasurable enough to override the pain.
“Gonna need you to count out loud if you want me to continue.”
“O-one! shit”
With a satisfied grin he delivered the second one, the smack reverberating through the large empty auditorium styled room. With every blow of the ruler he was able to note the change in your tone. It went from a pitched hiss to a loose moan after he hit eight, the pain blending so easily into your want of him. His palms itched to touch the raised and welted skin, but he refrained until the end.
“Last one kid, you’re doing so well” His words were accompanied by a small nod of your head as you rested your cheek against the cool desk top, tears flowed from the corners of your eyes.
“TEN, fuck!” the last one he added just a bit more strength into it before immediately discarding the ruler and running his hands gently over your abused cheeks.
“Shh, shh you did so good sweetheart” he leaned his weight over your body nuzzling his nose into your ear, “ready for your reward?”
“P-please professor, want you s’bad” you barely recognized the sound of your voice, never having heard it take such a needy tone.
Not being able to dwell on the thought much longer as he finally sank one of his fingers inside right up until that last proximal knuckle. It didn’t take him long to add another finger as your cunt was absolutely dripping in arousal giving no resistance to his intrusion.
“This all f’me kid?” he bit a light mark into your shoulder as his fingers continued their motions, “Gona need you to cum before I stuff you full of me, that what you want?”
“Yes please, w-wanna be full of you!”
With determined motions his other hand came around your front, across your stomach, and then down to your slick folds. His ability to find your clit was uncanny, taking him .2 seconds before he was circling your sensitive bundle of nerves. A pace that had your toes curling in your shoes as the tight coil within your lower stomach tightened with every pass.
“Can feel you clenching my fingers, kid. Thought you young ones were supposed to last longer.”
His condescending words had you attempting to defend yourself, but he took this time to change the angle reaching that soft spongy part of you that even you could barely reach. Mouth dropping into a silent oh as your impending orgasm shudders through your body. Aftershocks that never truly died down as he kept those fingers moving. It wasn’t until you were trying to squirm away that he pulled his finger from your warmth.
You were still riding the occasional spasm when you heard him finally unzip his pants. Only pushing them down just slightly to free himself as he tucked the fabric behind his balls. His white button up shirt was slightly pulled up and out of the way, allowing you a peek at the soft curve of his stomach. A dark trail of hair ran from just under the shirt and ended at the base of his cock where it bled into a thick patch of dark curls. With his still coated fingers from your orgasm he gave himself a few leisurely strokes while you took in the sight of him.
Robby was bigger than you expected but you weren’t about to let that scare you off. So as he positioned the thick blunt head of his cock at your cunt, all you could do was bite your lip and white knuckle anything in sight to keep yourself from being too loud. Which was proving to be very difficult with just the first few inches.
“Gotta relax f’me, you can do it kid” his hands soothed up and down the curve of your spine, “never failed a single assignment in this class, can’t let this be the first hmm?”
His hips moved back until it was only the head before thrusting forward again, shallow and slow movements to ease himself in. Robby could feel your body grip and relax around him making him grit his teeth in an attempt to keep from cumming too soon. And you were just as bad, the pressure you felt from the way he filled you up so completely had your second orgasm of the night rearing its head. Something that surprised you as you’ve never been so sensitive with just penetration.
However if anyone could do it of course it was Robby, the one man you probably shouldn’t be fucking. But at this point you couldn’t be paid to care about the future career nightmare. All you could focus on was the way his stomach rested so nicely against your back and the grip he had on your shoulder and hip as he allowed you to adjust to him.
“You okay, sweetheart?” He was prompted by the small squeak you let out when he moved his hips and the tip of his cock brushed your cervix.
“Y-yeah just, please P-professor fuck me!”
“Begging already? You poor thing,”
You expected him to be as gentle as when he started, but you were wrong. Leading you into a false sense of calm he moved his hips back like he had done before, except this time his thrust forward knocked the breath from you. His desk was shaking with the force, pencils and pens rolling off the top. The position of his hands gave him leverage and the ability to draw your body back to meet his movements. There was also the added sting as your sore bottom was hit with his hips as he bottomed out.
“O-oh fuck!” your eyes had all but rolled to the back of your head, that familiar pull growing in your lower stomach, “I-I’m so c-close”
“Doing so good f’me kid, need you to hold on okay? Can you do that”
Giving a hazy nod, you were doing your best in trying to hold off your buzzing orgasm. What didn’t help was how the hand that was on your shoulder tangled in your hair pulling your body up with him as he stood. This new angle made it feel as though he was in your chest, as he fucked up into you like a ragdoll.
“Always knew you’d be my best student, now look at you” the hand that wasn’t tangled in your hair came to your front and pressed just slightly where he could feel the slight bulge in the skin, “Fuck, Im gonna cum, go ahead and let go sweetheart”
And you did, finally letting yourself succumb to pleasure at the same time Robby did. The tight clench of your walls had Robby spilling himself into you in seconds, his white hot cum filling you up completely as it began to leak out around his cock. Your exhaustion before was only elevated by both orgasms that he had just ripped out of you, and now your legs were refusing to work. As you lost the support from his body as he pulled out, you were thankful he didn’t walk away too far because he was thankfully close enough to catch you when taking the first step towards where your underwear was discarded.
“Woah there bambi take it easy” Robby gave an easy chuckle at your predicament, “How about I take you to my office where you can get some rest before leaving hmm?”
“mmhm, yeah probably best” you take his outstretched hand, “So does this mean I’m getting an A+ on my next exam?”
“Ha ha, you were going to pass anyway.” Rolling his eyes at your teasing.
“Yeah, I know. But I’m not opposed to doing this again if you aren't” your eyes were wide and hopeful that this wasn’t just a one off time.
“I already told you, you’re my star student. I wouldn’t dare let you go” he placed a gentle kiss to your forehead before leading you to his office.
