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Originally posted by iamlarien. Request: Professor Reid x reader smut request? You could either be like the reasonable students and the class because you are genuinely interested in the material, or you could be like the rest of us. That is, you could enroll in the class because the professor is a fine piece of ass fresh out of prison. I got the sense he had a hard time keeping just about anything a secret with his nasty habit of oversharing. That was fine with me, though.

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But what if the both of you also want a little more? Let me know how you like it! The desk creaked under you. You shifted for what felt like the millionth time in your seat as you listened to your professor speak. You typed the notes on the board as you listened to the british accent that faded in and out with your day dreams. You remember on the first day of school how he asked the class to ask him questions to get to know him.

A few girls who thought they were cute for asking, asked about his age and if he had a girlfriend.

How he could be 25 or could be Everyone knew though knew he was extremely young, some even thought that he had to have some sort of affair with a teacher to get a job here at such a young age. About forty kids between the age of were staring at you.

Some girls in the back snickered as he referred to you as your first name, something he rarely did. The students chuckle and you hide deeper in your chair. Some still laugh the others stare at you in envy knowing your intelligence.

He continued with the lesson until the end of the class. Looking at the clock as if he too needed somewhere to be. His eyes were soft, gentle but slightly sexy. Waiting until all the students left to speak to you. He watches as the door slammed shut from the last student. You could name the people who had zoned out during his lesson. You could name all the times too. He chuckles before picking up his pen and flicking through his papers to find yours.

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Your essay you submitted two weeks ago. A day early because you always feared something would glitch. It was ed twice which Tom thought was cute. You always came prepared.

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The one that caught his eye, you were gorgeous of course. To him at least. You were beautiful. But you also had a Artistic way of writing that spoke to him.

Promised to love you and failed. Kissed you like they were starving but nothing more. You to thank him?

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What did he want? Just eight s filled with tiny notes in sloppy red pen and a few marks at the end. Taking the paper back from you he looked for answers. How did you write your paper? So what is such a smart girl doing in my class?

You ed up for his class fearing it would be the hardest and it was, you just worked really hard to get the grade you desired. Ocean breeze mixed with something else. Maybe you just now understood why girls fell so hard for him. You now had the front row view of him and could see the pool of honey that made up his eyes, the freckles that danced across his face, how his bottom lip pouted out more when he spoke.

How when he gripped the desk a vein popped out of his arm.

He was all too intimidating. He was all too much. He almost caresses it, almost lets your fingers touch yours. He smuts up at you and you can see deep behind his soft honey eyes there is something more he wants than you to be his TA. Let me teacher your thoughts and if you have any questions feel free to ask.

My office and are opened all the time so let me know. It was 7pm. Holland had no class right now and his words of his office being open at any time ran through your head. Finding his office was easy, but having to knock on the door and speak to him was the hardest part. You press your ear against the door to hear typing. He was in there so that was promising, you could see a student light through the glass and a blurry outline of his face as he wore his glasses and looked up at his computer.

Two knocks was all it took, your fist hitting the door twice was all it took to hear the gentle sound of his voice telling you to come in. So shy and innocent looking at the frame of his door.

A-About the TA position. He crossed his feet and the two of you just stared at each other across the room, not knowing what to say or do next. You walk carefully over to it and take a seat, feeling the leather sink as you sit and the feeling of being in his chair is empowering, the feeling of him standing behind you makes you feel somethings stronger. He still stands behind you as you read the essay. There were spelling mistakes, grammar mistakes here and there, poorly written but you only could assume that the poor kid who wrote it was doing it last minute at midnight.

His breath hoever is so close to your neck as he hovers over you, you can almost taste the mint gum he chewed. He inches closer to your face, feeling the air of your breath as he moves closer to your lips. You looked down at his arm and felt yourself burn in his chair.

He goes to move both hands to your waist and gets you on the desk. He pushes your legs apart which gives him easy access up your skirt. His hands rub up and down your thighs as he gets closer and closer to your core. Already feeling the heat that radiates off. You however, you work on his tie. Trying to pull it undone and he chuckles as he feels you struggling. Your hands starts on his hair, tugging the perfect curls loose from its gel hold. Although he finds your sweet spot, kissing your neck just below your ear. Hearing your soft moans make him tighten in his pants smut more.

He wants to rub himself but you are the focus, he wants to watch you cum for him, you melt in front of him. He wants to ruin you for any other boy that tries to do the same. He hikes up your skirt, having it bunch around at your waist and seeing what you wore underneath only turns him on more. Baby Blue lace underwear that hugged your body just perfectly. You were begging to have him inside you, begging for his touch.

He slid in slowly, throwing his head back as your nails dug into his back. Resting your teacher against his shoulder as he gently kissed your head. Trying to not think of how wrong it was to be fucking your professor. Was this why he wanted you as a TA? Why he addressed you by your student in class? Made eye contact with you in lessons?

All this for now?