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Private Lessons

Shota Aizawa x f!reader

Description: You get called into Prof. Aizawa's office after he notices your grades have been low and you two... work out how to fix this

A/N: Heyy lmao i haven't written fanfiction or anything since i was in grade 8 and im in college now so pls dont be to hard on me im not the best writer lmao but i thought i would try get back into it so idk i hope yall enjoy it :)

Tags: college au, no quirks au, age gaps, oral (m+f receiving), choking, skull fucking, dacryphilia, degradation, praise, dubcon(not rlly tho?), rough sex, fingering, slapping (ass), Daddy kink

word count: 2.1k

you nervously knock on his office door, your fingers playing with the hem of your skirt as you anxiously await his response. "Come in" you hear his low, husky, voice before you slowly start to open the door and enter. He's standing resting his arms on his desk chair. He looks slightly more disheveled than he does in class, his tie is losened and his hair is falling from its usually neat, half-up-do. You can't help admiring his looks even though he appears tired and unkemt it does not distract from how handsome he is. He gestures for you to sit and you walk over to the chair opposite him. For a moment he is silent just standing over you from across his desk before he moves to take a seat.

"Do you know why you're here Miss y/l/n?"

You nod silently.

"Now I don't usually call my students in to talk to them, at this age you are all responsible for yourselves, but I just couldn't keep watching this happen." He reaches for a clipboard sitting on his desk. "In the last class test you scored a resounding 34% and in the one before you scored 39%. In first semester your grades never dropped below 75% but then this semester you can't seem to score higher than 40%. What happened? I've also noticed you haven't been engaging much during lectures, you always seems restless and distracted".

You sit listening to him, you can feel your stomach turning with guilt. You can't help but feel that he knows what you're doing. What if he can tell you're doing this for attention, for his attention.

"Miss y/l/n?" his words pulling you from the anxious thoughts filling your head. "What is the reason for this sudden drop in marks?"

"I-" You stutter trying to make up an excuse "I've had a lot going on in my personal life recently and it's made it hard to concentrate on school... But i promise I'll get my grades up again"

"Oh really?" He stands and walks over to the other side of the desk.

There it is. He knows. Oh God he knows what you've been doing. Or maybe he doesn't? Fuck stop overthinking this..

He leans himself against the desk looking down at you "Well how can I be sure that you're going to be able to fix this issue, hm?

You stare down at your lap in silence. You can feel his gaze burning against your skin. His presence is so intimidating but it only adds to his attractiveness.

"Miss y/l/n it really hurts me to see such a bright, young, student wasting all their potential." He brings his hand to your chin and lifts your face forcing you to look up at him "wasting all their talent for just a little bit of attention."

Fuck.

Your face goes bright red. "I- what do you mean.."

"I know what you've been doing. I've noticed the looks in class miss y/l/n, the way you can't seem to focus, too distracted by..." he lets go of your face and walks back to sit in his chair. He leans back crossing his arms over his chest. "If I were to give you what you wanted would it bring your grades up? I can't have you bring down the course average over your silly little act". You sit in shocked silence unable to comprehend what exactly is happening.

"We both know what you want Miss y/l/n and what I want is for one of my favourite students to pass this course, understand?" You nod, gulping nervously.

"Good Girl."

"Come here" he calls you to him and you start to stand. "Uh uh. Crawl." Your heart stops, body frozen, just staring at him in shock. You slowly start to drop to your knees, embarrassment flushing your face pink. On all fours you crawl under his desk to sit on you knees beneath him looking up at his tired but slightly amused expression. You can feel a strange fluttering feeling in your stomach as you wait for him to speak.

He gestures to his belt "Open it." With shaky hands you reach up to undo his belt, unbutton his pants and slowly pull down his zipper. He moves a hand to let his cock spring free, it's impressive length standing before you. "Go on then, show me how hard you're gonna work to get those grades up."

You feel your stomach flip. This is what you fantasized about for so long but now you're actually here and you can hardly handle it. You reach up to wrap a hand around his length and pump it a few times before slowly running the tip against your tongue. He lets out a deep sigh as he closes his eyes and leans back in his chair. You take this as a sign to keep going. You stroke the tip while running your tongue up his length before taking him in your mouth. Your throat has to adjust to his size before you can start bobbing your head up and down at a steady speed. He lets out another sigh as he tangles his hand up in your hair. You pick up your pace, hollowing out your cheeks as you work with both your mouth and hands since you don't think you could take all of him in your mouth at once. His breathing has become heavy and aggressive. He grips the hair already tangled in his hand. "Hands behind your back. Now." You follow his orders. As soon as you do he uses your hair to force your face down on his cock 'til you feel it hit the very back of your throat. He holds you there until your eyes start to water "Come on, take it all like a good slut. This is what you wanted isn't it?"

His cock stretches out your throat making it hard for you to breath, tears start to run down your flushed cheeks. He pulls out for a second but just as soon as you manage to gasp in a breath he's back in your throat now thrusting himself in and out still with a firm grip on your hair. Tears flood your eyes and spit pours from your lips and all you can hear is the awful, lewd, sounds coming from you own mouth being abused by his cock.

You start to feel his cock twitch and he slows his thrusts to a stop. He has himself all the way down your throat and you can tell hes close. He releases his load in the back of your throat and you swallow instantly. "What a good cock slut, swallowing it all without being asked. You deserve a reward."

Before you can even recover he pulls you up, flips you over and has your front pressed up against his desk, his body holding you in place. "I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you?" He reaches a hand up your skirt to run a finger along your clothed slit. "Yeah you did, look how wet you are just from choking on my cock." He pulls your panties aside exposing your soaked cunt. He teases you running a finger up and down your slit gathering up your slick causing you to let our a soft moan. He brushes against your clit causing another moan to escape your lips before he pulls his hand away lifting to your mouth. He puts his slick-coated finger in your mouth before instructing you to suck. You clean off all your juices from his fingers and he rewards you with a low whisper of "good slut" before he kneels behind you. With you still bent against the desk he once again runs his middle finger along your folds before he slowly dips into you moving slowly in and out at first before speeding up, finding your sensitive spots with ease. Just as you start to feel that familiar feeling build in your stomach he brushes his tongue against your clit. He swirls his tongue in circles over your sensitive bud and you start to feel yourself falling over the edge. Just when you think you can't take anymore he curls his fingers up at the perfect angle to hit your sensitive spot and you soon start gushing around his fingers. You instantly slap your hand over your mouth to keep the whole building from hearing your climax. He works you through your orgasm and just as you start to come down he's back lapping at your cunt like a wild dog all while speeding up his steady fingers working at your bud. You don't think you can take much more of this. You keep your hand over your mouth to muffle your moans but he can still hear some of those lewd sounds escaping you.

"Careful slut. Dont want the whole building to know what a dirty whore you are." With that you are making a pretty mess all over his face this time. He laps up all your juices like a starved man. You turn your head to look at him. He's wiping your juices from his face with the back of his hand, a smirk plastered on his face. "You really got off this hard to me calling you a dirty whore? Pathetic. I expect better from my favourite student."

Before you really have a chance to catch your breath he's lining himself up with your spent hole. He has you pressed up against his desk as he slowly slides himself into you causing you to let out a loud moan that you just couldn't contain. At this he claps a hand over your mouth, pulling you up to him with his other hand around your throat. "Shh shh shh. Now Now sweetheart. The door isn't locked, and we don't want someone to walk in because you couldn't keep your slutty, little mouth shut now do we?" You shake your head. "That's right. Good Girl." He holds your body against his choking you gently as he starts to slowly thrust into you from behind. It feels so good, he fits you so perfectly. You knew this was wrong but how can something so wrong feel this good. It was better than all those nights you played with youself with your toys imagining they were him. You didn't want this to end.

He starts to pick up the pace of his thrusts and you can't help yourself from moaning. As you let go of that sound he brings a hand down to slap hard against your ass "Every time I hear a sound come from your mouth thats another slap, got it?" You nod, eyes watering from the mixing of pain and pleasure. He moves his hand from your mouth and pushes you onto his desk holding you hands behind your back, his thrusts keeping their steady speed. He leans down to whisper in your ear "Look at you taking your professors cock like a little whore. What would someone think if they were to catch us right now hmm? I bet you've been dreaming about this, haven't you?" you stay silent too distracted by the pleasure clouding your head "Speak slut!" He commands. "Y..yes daddy" you mutter out. "Daddy? You really are a perverted little thing aren't you baby? I wanna hear that again." He lifts your leg onto the desk allowing him to thrust deeper, hitting the perfect angle. You arch your back releasing a loud moan that echos through his office. "Oh my god FUCK please faster daddy please." He moves faster, thrusting hard into you hitting your sensitive spot with expert precision, you can feel that familiar knot building in your stomach. "Fuck I'm gonna cum, please daddy please make me cum!" His thrusts never falter as he moves a hand down to play with your neglected clit. He runs messy circles over your clit while perfectly nailing your g-spot. The knot in your stomach finally comes undone and you feel yourself gushing on his cock. He speeds up to chase his own high and is soon filling you up with his hot seed.

After a minute he pulls himself out of you to fall back into his desk chair. You lay on his desk catching your breath before you feel him start to tongue your messy hole. "Making sure it stays deep inside you so you remember who had you crying out calling them "Daddy" while bouning on this cock."

After a minute he finishes and slaps you on the ass one last time before you compose yourself and gather your things to leave. As you're about to leave you hear him call out to you "Miss y/l/n?" You turn to him. "I will be expecting to see an improvement in your grades from now on, but if you are having any trouble be sure to stop by for.. some private lessons."

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