if you could make one where Elijah is a professor at the Salvatore School for the Young and Gifted,and has a favourite f/student
The Heat in His Life
Summary: Elijah has a particularly fiery werewolf student who gets a little extra needy when the full moon is around.
Elijah couldn't explain what he felt for Y/N, she wasn't top of the class or especially talented compared to other students. If anything she was a little trouble maker.
But she wasn't like the other ones in class.
When he questioned her, she'd always have something witty to say back.
She almost never had her homework but somehow always knew what the answers were to it, or at least had some sort of answer that would be technically correct so Elijah wouldn't be able to tell her off.
It was as if she knew exactly how to play the system.
Werewolves were always his trickiest students, they got a little more aggressive about things than others and when it got close to the full moon they'd get more and more touchy. But the female werewolf students also got a little more needy around the full moon.
Some of them got a couple extra days off school near the time.
When it got close to, Elijah could feel the heat rolling off her. He'd see the boys in the class perk up and get all over her. He'd have to remind everyone back to their seats and try focus back on the lesson.
But at the end he'd see those amber eyes on him, asking for him.
"Y/N, don't you have another lesson?" He questioned, rising from his seat and clearing his throat as he smoothed his tie down.
"No." Her head shook, her eyes looking up at him from her chair. "Don't have to be in lessons this week." She shrugged and he nodded because it was very obvious she was in no state to be in class. She'd barely been conscious the past hour, breathing laboured and eyes trailing over the male wolves but they'd always find their way back to him.
"Yet you've come to mine." He countered, making the brave choice to come to her desk, glancing to the empty pages before her. "Would you like me to call a family member, Y/N?" Elijah questioned, voice laced with concern.
Her head shook and he frowned, she was practically curled into her seat, her arms wrapped around her aching tummy.
"Maybe a friend?" He offered, squatting down beside her. Her scent was flooding his nose but if anybody had mastered self-control it was Elijah and he'd had many students in heat before.
"Need you." She whined quietly and he softened slightly, his fingers tapping against the desk before he shuffled close enough for her to lean against him. He didn't hug her back but he let her rest against him for a moment.
"You need to get to your dorm, darling. I can go to the nurse's office and get you some meds to calm the heat and the pain down and have a runner bring it to you." He smiled, he knew that isn't what she wanted but he had a class to teach next and he could not be helping a student through a heat.
That would cost him his job and compromise his highly regarded morals.
Elijah came to work there to give a little back to the supernatural community and to show some equality to all of the different species.
Not to take advantage of his students.
So for a couple of heats he'd just make sure she went back to her dorm and had someone bring her some things to ease off the power of the full moon.
And inevitably a few days later when he'd look out of his window in thought, a little wolf would be stood a few metres away from the front porch of his house, just staring up at him.
For the rest of each month she'd have the same fire as usual, fling things across the room just before he could physically see so he couldn't tell her off. Snapping back at anybody that said something she didn't agree with.
Sometimes Elijah tried to convince himself he only felt the attraction when she was in heat but it didn't explain why he'd have his fist around his cock at least twice a week locked in his office after hours with the thought of her in his mind.
Secretly he loved the way she could command a room, rile everybody up, then just walk off like she was the most innocent of angels.
And then she really would look all sweet and soft when she was in heat. It made her weak and needy like a puppy rather than a wolf.
He enjoyed both sides of her.
But he had never planned to act on either.
She just wouldn't leave him alone.
He hadn't expected to get to his office, ready to mark all of the dozens of papers, only to find Y/N already in there.
The summer made it so much harder. For all the wolves. That's why it had become a breeding season of sorts, the school was starting to get concerned with the amount of wolf pregnancies.
At least Elijah couldn't get her pregnant.
Thank fuck for him he couldn't get her pregnant.
Because there was absolutely no chance he was turning her away that time.
He had her bent right over his desk, listening to her whine and beg whilst he knelt down behind her and buried his face between her ass. Tongue lapping up between her folds and groaning at the taste of her.
"More..." She cried, "needa be full."
"I know, angel." He mumbled, sucking on her cunt from behind.
And soon enough he gave her what she wanted.
Had her on the carpeted floor, bucking his hips rapidly up into her as she rode his cock desperately. Poor thing was exhausted; Elijah had his hands on her tits, stopping them from bouncing too aggressively.
"You'll hurt yourself, darling." He murmured softly when she tried to spin around, get a new angle. It made Elijah chuckled quietly and lifted her off his cock, shushing her whimpers and flipping her back onto her belly to thrust himself back into her from behind, pounding into her until she was drunk on his cum.
So full and whining about being bred.
"Shh.." He'd whisper gently, stroking her hair as she lay half asleep still on his office floor. "It's alright."
"Need 'em." She mumbled, her eyes drooped as she panted quietly and kept reaching for his other hand.
"Such a needy wolf you are." He muttered as he brought his hand back to her swollen pussy, her legs always spreading for his touch. His fingers slipped straight to her entrance, stroking her from the inside and gently bringing her to another climax. Toying with her poor clit until she was just sweat and tears.
By morning he'd brought her to his house. It was too risky going into her dorm room with her, if someone saw he'd be done for, so he brought her somewhere safer.
Safer for them both.
And so, she started heading to his home instead of his office each month, trembling in his bed instead of his floor.
Eventually she started going there without the moons pull.
Elijah couldn't help but welcome her.
Perhaps his self-control wasn't as faultless as he once believed.
