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Dr. Veritas Ratio x Fem!Reader
Summary: Your stuck-up philosophy professor is impossible and makes your class incredibly difficult, so to get your grade up there's only one thing left that you can do.
Warnings: slight age gap (dr. ratio is probs late 20s-early 30s and reader is early 20s), dubcon, dom!dr ratio, sub!reader, blowjobs, petnames (darling, slut), cum swallowing, praise kink, degradation kink, doggy style, missionary, vaginal sex, sir kink, cervix fucking lowkey, and creampie
Word Count: 2.5k
A/N: Is this basically literary porn (especially with a title like this)? Yes. Yes, it is. I do not regret anything. Lmao, I put a LOT of effort into this (more than I thought I would)
Your philosophy professor is among the most conceited and arrogant people you have ever met. Whenever he gives a lecture, he refuses to slow down when asked and expects everyone in the class to understand what he just taught everyone. Heโs an impossible teacher. At first, you were excited to take his class since itโs hard to get into (given you need special permission to attend). Not to mention his striking good looks, which at first captivated everyone. However, his personality did not make up for his good looks.
Your grade is not good, and you need a way to change it. Dr. Ratio didnโt give any extra credit opportunities, but maybe if you meet with him, heโll change his mind.
So, you wait until after one class so you can corner him. Usually, you would email him, but heโs not the most reliable with that, meaning cornering is the only practical way.
As everyone files out of the lecture hall, you walk over to him. His deep eyes look over the notes he showed earlier as he huffs a bit. His long fingers grip the thin paper as if heโs handling a soft feather. Youโre starting to rethink your decision, but by then, Dr. Ratio had noticed you staring at him.
โMiss Y/N?โ he asks. You look at his face, and his eyes watch your face change to one of embarrassment and insecurity. โIs there something you need?โ
โUh, Iโฆwanted to askโฆโ your nerves make it difficult for you to speak up. His expression shows one of boredom. His eyes tell you that time is precious. You take a breath, trying to gain some confidence. โI wanted to ask if we could meet to discuss some things.โ Your voice was faulty, but you made your point. Dr. Ratio gives you a small smile.
โIs that right?โ he asks.
โYes,โ you say more confidently. โIโm willing to meet at any point whenever we both have the time.โ
โI see,โ he says and leans back away from you. He thinks for a bit before saying something. โHow about now?โ
โHuh?โ youโre shocked by his presumptiousness.
โI have nothing more today, so we talk in my office now. If youโre free, Iโd hate for you to miss your other classes,โ he says. His eyes burned bright under his shaggy blue hair.
โIโm free now,โ you reply almost meekly.
โPerfect. Why donโt we head to my office then?โ he suggests. You nod and become flustered while walking behind him, following him. You didnโt expect him to agree just like that, not to mention youโre going to be alone with him in his office. He leads you up to his office and opens it to reveal a quaint little space. There are two bookshelves on the back wall across from the door, a desk with two chairs that lean against the window, and a small sofa on the other side of the room across the windows. He uses his hand to gesture inside, which you do. You hug your bookbag and softly sit on the chair that faces the windows. Dr. Ratio closes the door before sitting across from you at his desk.
โSo, what would you like to discuss?โ he asks, his hands clasped together on the desk.
โWell,โ you start. โI wanted to ask if I can get some extraโโ he cuts you off.
โI donโt give extra credit. I said that on the first day,โ he says matter-of-factly.
โI-I know, but I really want to get my grade up and pass with a decent grade,โ you plea. โI donโt want my GPA to drag down.โ
โWell, Iโm sorry, butโโ you cut him off this time.
โPlease, Iโll do anything. I really need to pass this class,โ you plea still. He chuckles.
โYou really should not use the phrase โIโll do anything,โโ he tells you. โIt might give someone the wrong impression.โ Your face grows hot when you realize the implications heโs talking about. You think about it briefly, concluding that there is no way that would even work.
โYouโre right. Iโm sorry. I didnโt mean to make thingsโฆโ you trail off, making the awkward silence even worse. You look down at the desk, contemplating how to drop his class without making it affect your transcript. Dr. Ratio eyes you for a bit; your innocence intrigues him. Your presumptuousness not only caught him off guard initially (in a good way), but now your lack of expertise in conversation in his presence is amusing in some way. He laughs again.
โHow about thisโฆโ he gets up from his desk and walks closer to you. He stands right beside you before continuing. โYou can try with everything you have to try and really convince why you deserve a higher grade, hmm?โ Your eyes widen largely at his proposal. โAnd I mean everything.โ
โIโฆโ you canโt the shakiness of your words.
โOf course, you donโt have to, but whoโs to say youโll get a better grade?โ he says, half joking. Everything up til now seemingly has been happening so fast. However, you do need this grade desperately. You look up at him, and his frame seems much taller now that heโs so close. Your embarrassment and cute demeanor really are quite something.
โWhat do you want me to do?โ you ask. His gold eyes stare down at you, the cogs in his mind turning to figure out what he would like you to do first. After some deliberation, he figures it out.
โWhy donโt you use that cute mouth of yours?โ he asks. You look up at him with surprise.
โAl-Alright,โ you agree, put aside your bag, and slowly slide off the chair onto the floor. You make eye contact with him again, and he gestures to you with his chin for you to do what to prepare. โProfessor?โ you ask meekly.
โYes?โ he replies.
โShouldnโt we lock the door?โ you ask.
โSmart idea, Miss Y/N,โ he compliments, making you grow warm. He swiftly moves to the door and turns the latch on the lock. He notices your reaction to his compliment. โOh? Like being praised?โ Even warmer now. โHow cute.โ
He returns to you, and the tent in his pants makes you a bit nervous, but you are not turning back now. You take his belt off and unzip his dark blue pants, revealing his boxers. You cup his bulge and prepare yourself. Your professor huskily breathes out when he feels your hand touch him. You move his cock out from his boxers and let his clothing fall to the floor. His cock leaks tiny beads of precum, and you lick your lips. You shift in your position, your thighs clenching. You look up at him as you begin to lick the tip. His gold eyes look down at you, his dark hair almost covering his eyes.
You swirl the tip with your tongue and watch his face grow red and his eyes close.
โDonโt tease me,โ he mutters. โYou got to earn that good grade.โ You hum in response, and the vibration of your mouth makes your professor shudder a bit. You open your mouth more and take his cock farther into your mouth. Your eyes prickle with tears as his cock reaches deep into your throat. You motion back, and his tip is at your tongue again, causing you to tease the tip again. You use your hand to jerk him off while your tongue is preoccupied. Your professor smiles darkly and clicks his tongue.
โYouโre not going fast enough, darling,โ he tells you. The petname makes you wince. โDonโt make me fuck your mouth myself. I wonโt be as gentle.โ With his words, you find a new confidence and once again lower your mouth so his cock goes deeper. โThatโs a good girl.โ You moan at his words again and use your hand and mouth to begin a rhythm of going up and down his cock. His husk is breathing, and low moans are urging you on. The sound of his cock reaching your throat makes your head spin. You canโt help the moans that are coming from you.
โJesus, fuck,โ your professor curses. โTalented arenโt you?โ His head tilts back, and his hand grips the edge of his desk. You donโt stop your motions even when your spit begins to leak from your mouth and onto the floor. His cock begins to twitch within your mouth, and you know heโs about to cum. He grabs your chin and stops your mouth. He motions for you to open your mouth while you spit strings along his wet cock. Your hand pumps his shaft as he shoots his load into your eager mouth. His smile is dark as he inspects his cum in your mouth. โSwallow it,โ he commands. You do so without any more prompting. Your throat stings while your seating position makes your thighs burn.
You catch your breath as you stand up. Your professor clicks his tongue again.
โYouโre not done, you know,โ he says. โI intend to take you in more ways than just one.โ You didnโt expect him to say that. โTurn around and lean against the desk.โ
You do as he says and lean your palms against the cold desk with your plush butt out for him. He fondles you before grabbing your shorts and panties and swiftly pulling them down.
โYou take direction so easily, donโt you?โ he asks from behind you, his words beside your ear. โMaybe youโre dirtier than I initially thought.โ He moves his hand to the front of your body, traveling down to your exposed pussy. He rubs two fingers over your pussy lips, finding it dripping with wetness. He kisses your neck and holds your hip with his other hand, and thrusts his cock into you. You knock slightly forward from the shock, but your professorโs strong arms hold you steady. โMy darling little slut.โ
You moan, feeling his cock inside you and his hand on your clit.
โPro-Professor,โ you moan.
โCall me Veritas,โ he whispers.
โVeritas,โ you repeat. Hearing his name fall from your lips is almost like the perfect aria.
โThatโs a good slut,โ he says, and the combination of words makes you quiver. He moves his cock out of you and slams back into you with his waist clapping against your ass. You whimper at the feeling. Veritas wanted to get you used to his cock, but he wanted to fuck you so badly and make you his. He grips you tightly and begins his fast assault of thrusts. You cry out, feeling his cock going in and out of you at such a rapid pace. The sound of his snaps snapping into you becomes louder with every thrust.
As you moan loudly, Veritas curses behind you.
โFuck,โ he says. โYouโre so hot and tight, shit.โ He canโt help the moans that slip from his mouth either. โYou feel so fucking good.โ His fingers begin to circle your clit almost to a similar rhythm to his thrusts.
โAh! Ve-Veritas,โ you moan. Your thighs start to spread to give his cock and hand more access to you. You seem to love his cock as much as he loves your pussy.
โFeels good?โ he asks, amused.
โMm! Fuck, yes!โ you cry. He circles your clit faster, expert fingers playing the bundle of nerves easily as if heโs playing an instrument heโs all too familiar with.
โWant to cum, darling?โ he asks. His thrusts shift, and he can hit a spot within you that weakens your knees.
โYe-Yes! Please! Please let me cum!โ you beg. His chuckle feathered your neck.
โThen cum all over my cock,โ he tells you. His fingers pinch your clit, and your elbows shake. You quickly cum all around his cock, coating it sweetly. You loosen from his grip and fall to the desk under you. Your heart is beating a mile a minute with heavy breaths, and your pussy is still gushing your orgasm. Veritas admires your fucked out self. You shift your body so your back presses against the desk and see your professorโs expression. He is obsessed with how he made you feel and how you made him feel. You notice his hand is gripping his still-hard cock that is covered in your essence. His hair sticking to his forehead, giving him a glow. You want him even more.
You grab your top and force it off yourself. He watches you remove your clothing, eyeing you like his prey. You remove your bra just as fast, and he loves that youโre so willing. He leans down and kisses you for the first time. His fingers find your nipples and rub them, making you moan into his mouth. He breaks the kiss and begins to kiss your neck and shoulder. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, pulling on his button-down shirt.
โDirty, dirty girl,โ he whispers. His cock slowly pushes into you like before. Your pussy quivers at the feeling of cock pushing through itโs overstimulated walls. He kisses you as he moves his cock to pick up a rhythm for you both. His kisses are wet and needy as his tongue explores your mouth with precision. You hum and moan as you feel Veritas reach deep into your pussy. His hands continue to grope your chest and pinch your nipples. Heโs so good at everything. One of your hands finds his blue locks and clutches them desperately. You feel your body heat up from everything. He breaks the kiss once again as he moans in your ear.
โAh, shit, youโre pussyโs so hot,โ he says. โFucking Christ.โ You hug your legs around his waist, keeping him close.
โItโs all for you, sir,โ you say between broken moans.
Oh. Sir? That changes everything.
โCall me that again,โ he commands, his thrusts cease immediately.
โS-Sir,โ you mutter. He kisses you again. His hips move back up again, and every thrust kisses your cervix, knocking you back. The sound of your hips meeting and the sound of your wet pussy getting fucked fills your ears. More than your or Veritasโ moans. His pace becomes erratic, and his cock begins to twitch within you. His hands grip your body tighter as he chases his orgasm. He bucks his hips deep into you once more and cums hard inside you. His low moan resonates despite his mouth being preoccupied.
You both pull apart from the kiss to bask in each otherโs afterglow. Both looking into each otherโs eyes. Still hardly believing what just transpired truly transpired.
After a few minutes, your professor pulls his cock out of your pussy, making you both wince from the loss. His cum drips and drools out of you when his cock is entirely out of you. He caresses your thighs and hips.
โDid I do well?โ you ask. He chuckles before answering.
โMost certainly,โ he replies. โThough if Iโm being honest, I think a few more private sessions like this would benefit your grade highly.โ You giggle.
โI am certainly willing to do that,โ you answer.
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hello everyone :) i usually don't post things like this, but it has come to my attention that @daeydreams is copying my work and reposting it on her blog while acting inoccent.
proof under cut! tw: discourse :(
i first encountered dae's blog when her 'work' appeared on my dashboard.
the words, everything, all copied from my post. i'm also pretty sure she took the banner as well.
this post, was MY original work. And I would like to add, she didn't even change anything on my post, just plainly copied/pasted it and posted it.
For context, i posted this on March 17th, 2024.
Dae posted my work on April 23rd, 2024.
link to the fic
so I went to her dm's to ask her to take it down, providing screenshots about my plagiarised work.
and her response wasn't exactly the politest.
then after providing that less than polite response, she blocked me.
Then after she blocked me, i got a dm from one of my mutuals (their user will not be provided as they asked me to keep it confidential) saying that she copied another one of my works.
my work. my words. posted on April 24th, 2024
mine was posted on March 6th, 2024.
clear, blatant plagerism.
i do not tolerate plagerism, in any shape, form or way.
this, is my original ideas, my original work.
this is a situation that i do not tolerate, and it is degrading to have something stolen from me, even making it obvious that you were stealing my work. didn't jumble it up or even replace words- just uprightly copied my work and posted it as yours.
calling yourself a writer, not to mention acting inoccent while you were at it, is pathetic.
Please block and report dae, and if you are following/mutuals with this person, I ask that you block me/break our mutual, if you want to keep interacting with dae. If you want to add any other information/edits to this post, send me a dm or ask to add more.
other writers, whether you're following me, mutuals with me or don't know who the fuck I am, please take the time to block dae as well. in her last dm to me, she said in plain words, "and if I want (and I will) I can copy other writers-" I have a feeling that any/all works posted on her account, is from other writers.
so please, beware of dae and block/report her.
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