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theworldofotps · 4 months ago

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*screaming crying throwing up*

He’s so fucking awkward it hurts and it’s adorable

Professor | Hangman A.P.

Summary: Y/N met a man at the bar and slept with him. The next day, the old professor quit, so they bring in a new one. Guess who walks thru the door.

Author's Note: Professor Page AU.

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"To Y/N, starting her senior year. We survived the freshman 15 together, the messy breakups, the parties, and she didn't even have a one night stand. We salute you," her best friend announced at their circular bar table. The women clicked their shot glasses together and drank.

"I'm getting more shots. We won't have this much longer," Y/N frowned. Her friends whined and pouted. Their weekends of partying were getting shorter. Senior year was the worst time. Between all the finals, presentations, and term papers, they had barely seen each other lately.

Y/N walked to the bar. Well, more like stumbled to the bar. She reached out cautiously to the bar stool and sat down. The bartender was busy that night. Plenty of college kids with fake I.Ds were taking his attention. Each time she tried to wave him down, it was in vain.

"It's, uh, kinda busy in here," the man next to her noted. He seemed anxious about all the noise and people. "Is it normally this busy?"

Y/N turned to look at him. Her breath hitched in her throat. He was definitely not someone who frequented the halls at school. His blonde hair in a bun. Big black glasses covered his face. A basic shirt and black pants that covered his muscular frame. A backpack on his shoulders. Based on how he looked, she assumed there had to be a Nintendo Switch in there.

"No, just some loser underage kids with fake I.Ds trying to have one last hurrah before school tomorrow," she answered snottily as if she wasn't one of them a few years ago.

Adam snorted to hide his laugh. "Been there,"

Y/N hummed in response. She had given up bothering to get another round for the girls. It was getting late. Her class was early.

"I'm Adam," he introduced and stuck out his arm.

Y/N took it and shook it gently. "Y/N,"

The simple introduction opened the floodgates to full conversation. Adam was new to these parts. He just recently accepted a job and moved from home. Feeling a little nervous about it, he went out for a drink.

He was a delight. Adam was definitely a lot different than the dating pool that took over the school. They bonded over his Nintendo Switch. She knew there was one in his book bag.

"Why don't we play a round of pool? We can make things interesting," she offered and pointed to the pool table. While they were talking, people left to get ready for another workweek. Even her friends had abandoned. They whispered comments and advice in her ear as they hugged her goodbye.

Adam turned his head to the pool table and back to her. "You're on, but as a true gentleman, I must tell you that I'm the best,"

Y/N scoffed. "We will see about that. Start thinking about your bet. When I win, I say we ditch this place and I'll give you a tour of the city,"

"Well, um, maybe if... if I win, uh, I could get your number? I think we have really good chemistry and only if you are up to it. I would never push a girl to do it or anything. It doesn't have to mean sex... I'm going to shut up," he babbled. His cheeks flushed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. She swore he called himself an idiot.

She rubbed her fingers across his arm. "I am going to set up the table,"

Y/N did anything in her power to cheat. She wanted to get him out of this bar more than anything. Just as it looked like she was about to win, the power went out. The bar owner started to kick them all out. He threatened to get them kicked out of the school if they stole anything. He had cameras on the backup generator.

"Well, I win," she announced happily as they walked to their cars. Coincidentally, they were parked next to each other.

"I think that was technically a tie. According to my calculations, you were going to scratch when shooting at the 8 ball," Adam pointed out. He lifted his glasses up on his nose. "The power outage saved you,"

"Your calculations are wrong. I was going to win," she defended and pulled out her phone. He watched her curiously. "Tell me your number so you can have mine,"

Adam happily gave his number. His phone buzzed in his pocket to signal a text message. He couldn't believe how well this was going. Y/N couldn't help but smile at his happiness.

"I changed my mind about the tour," Y/N informed him. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"There are no takebacks. You said a tour and-,"

"What if I want to kiss you?" She asked.

"Really?" His voice cracked. His face is the same color as a tomato. Y/N giggled, deciding to tease him.

"We don't have to," she shrugged. Her chin rested against his chest. Their eyes met together once he looked down. "We could just see each other around. The town is small enough and I-"

It was his turn to cut her off. He leaned in for an innocent peck. She stayed still yet kissed him back. Her hands rested on his hips. Y/N wanted him to deepen the kiss. When he did, she felt like she was on cloud nine.

Y/N didn't quite remember how they ended up back at his place. He said something about Lord of the Rings, and she told him she would love to see it with him. Anything to be alone with him.

There were short people on in it and wizards. A couple of elves appeared, and all these men were obsessing about a ring. She lost interest immediately. Now they were kissing on his couch. The movie played in the background.

Y/N crawled into his lap. His shirt rode up his body with her hands underneath. Adam assisted by removing the rest of the shirt. He tossed it over his shoulder. Her hands explored the new territory. The hair on his chest gets extra attention from her.

Their lips met in another passionate kiss. Her eyes fluttered closed. She sat flushed against his lap and gasped. His clothed excitement pressed against her. She pulled away from him.

"How do you want tonight to go? We can stop here or....," she drifted off and eyed his bedroom door.

"You want to go to sleep? But you are going to miss Boromir's ultimate sacrifice to save Frodo," Adam pointed out.

Y/N blinked at him. Her mouth opened and closed. When no words came out, she simply shook her head no.

A light bulb went off in his head. She wasn't talking about sleeping. He looked down at his too tight feeling pants and her. He licked his lips and looked at her. "I, um, yeah b-bedroom,"

Y/N stood up from his lap. Wasting little time, she grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. Her foot kicked the door closed behind them. His bedroom looked exactly like she envisioned.

Posters of different video games and wrestlers were placed neatly on his wall. A stack of video games for the Nintendo Switch was placed on a nightstand. Even the sheets were from some comic convention that she had never heard of.

"These aren't mine," Adam insisted with flushed cheeks. "I'm just watching this stuff for a friend,"

Y/N hummed in response. "Have you done this before?"

"What?" He asked.

"You know, sex? If you're a virgin, it's totally fine. I just need to know," Y/N told him. A part of her wanted him to be a virgin. To mold him in her wants and needs.

"I've had sex twice. Both with girls from my robotics team in high school," he informed her.

"Do you have protection?"

"I have a 1995 holographic Charizard on my nightstand. We had a string of robberies at my university. He kept me safe ever since," he spoke proudly. He pointed to a card on the desk. The card was protected in a plastic sleeve.

"I.... I mean like a condom," she blushed. Y/N had to stifle a laugh.

"Oh, yeah. My friends gave me this huge box as a gag gift before I left,"

Adam grabbed a box from the nightstand. He showed it to her and opened the box. A condom was placed on the nightstand.

When instructed, Adam sat at the foot of the bed. They talked ground rules before starting. If he felt uncomfortable or wanted to stop to tell her, and they would stop immediately. Adam repeated the same back to her.

Y/N started to work on his belt buckle. He watched as her fingers came painfully close to him. She threw the belt over her shoulder. Before she worked off his jeans, she palmed him. He whimpered and leaned back on his hands to give her more space. His legs widened shamelessly.

Carefully, she lowered his zipper. His jeans and underwear were lowered. His cock sprung free from its confinement. She licked from the base to the tip. Pleasured noises fell from his lips. This was nothing like the robotics girls, he commented.

She repeated her actions a few more times. Each lick allowed her to revel in the noises he made for her and only her. When the teasing portion was done, she placed her hand at the base of him. Y/N took him down her throat.

He cursed as his light eyes watched him disappear in her mouth. The experienced woman knew how to make a man beg, and Adam was no different. With hollowed cheeks, she bobbed her head up and down on him. Every once in a while, her tongue would swirl around his tip.

When she felt comfortable enough to take him, Y/N grabbed one of his hands. His hand was placed on her head. Fingers gripped on to her locks. He stared at her in confusion. She balled his hand in a fist and had him control her movements. This sent Adam nearly over the edge.

His hips thrusted lightly once her head was forced down. She clenched her legs at the tingling feeling between her legs. The sweet, nerdy guy using her like this made her wetter than she imagined. When the need for him became to great, he grabbed his arm to stop him.

"I'm sorry," he repeated, thinking he did something wrong. "I never had that before, and I really liked it,"

"It's fine," she assured him. "Lay back,"

Adam slid back on the bed until he rested against the headboard. He laid down on his back. Y/N grabbed the condom from the nightstand. She ripped off the wrapper. With the condom now in her hands, she rolled it over him. He hissed once she rubbed her thumb over the tip.

Y/N straddled his waist. Adam removed her shirt and bra. His eyes widened as he stared at her breasts.

"You going to stare at them all day, or do you want to feel them?" She teased.

Adam touched them softly at first as if they would break. His thumbs swirled around her nipples. Y/N gasped at the feel. She brought her head back. Adam, feeling braver by the second, leaned up and took a nipple in his mouth. His tongue swirled around the nub. A couple of times, he bit it gently.

"That was a surprise," she commented between moans. Her hands gripped his blonde locks. Adam turned his attention to her other bosom. The same treatment was given as the first one. Her eyes fluttered closed.

Unable to wait any longer, she removed her skirt and underwear. Now showing her full glory to him, she blushed at his gaze. His eyes lit up like a child on Christmas morning. He had a crooked smile on his face. Adam complimented her in a way she hadn't been in a long time.

Y/N grabbed him and slid him between her folds. He moaned and whined under her. Without warning, she slowly impaled herself on him. Her walls stretched to accommodate him. When she was fully seated on him, she placed his hands on her waist.

Adam was able to pick up the rhythm quickly. Each time she went down, he brought his hips upward. Her hands placed on his chest to steady herself. The bed creaked under them. Any guilt she had of bedding a man she met hours ago washed away the moment he praised her.

Neither of them lasted long. Their orgasms washed over them at the same time. She waited to catch her breath before getting off of him.

"That.... that was amazing," he complimented. She blushed darkly and smiled. They continued to kiss and touch each other. Y/N never wanted the night to end.

After cleaning themselves up, they fell asleep in each other's arms.

Y/N woke up startled. She looked around the room. A room that definitely wasn't hers. She looked at the man sleeping next to her. A soft snore left his body. At least he was still asleep so she could make a mad dash for her first class. On only a few hours of sleep, she was going to need a miracle to stay awake.

In speeds that could rival Sonic the Hedgehog, she dressed herself and rushed out the door. Y/N dodged her group chat about the mystery guy. They wouldn't believe that she went all the way without fully knowing someone. But she did have time to text Adam.

"Good morning! Sorry for running out the door. I have something planned today. Hope to see you soon,"

At her apartment, she made a mad dash to get ready for class. Her friends wouldn't let her live down, showing up to the first day of classes in yesterday's clothes. Y/N grabbed a banana and took off to school. By the time she made it to the school parking lot, there were only ten minutes to spare.

Once she walked into the classroom, the Dean stood at the front of the class. When class officially started, he started to make an announcement.

"Good morning, students. I hope you had a wonderful summer break. I have bad news and good news for you," the Dean announced.

Y/N's heart sank. This was never good. The Dean was going to cancel the class. She needed this class to graduate. They only offered the course during the fall term. As if he read the minds of all the students, he continued his announcement.

"Don't worry, the class won't be canceled. You will graduate. The old professor decided to retire early. We have hired a new man to teach you. Everyone please meet Professor Page,"

The door to the classroom opened. Her mouth dropped in horror as the man from last night walked in. She could feel her blood run cold. Her throat locked up so she couldn't breathe. A sudden dizzy spell made her want to hurl.

"Thank you, sir. You guys can just call me Adam," Adam announced to the class. His eyes scanned the room. When he saw Y/N, his eyes widened. He chuckled nervously yet quickly recovered. "Sorry, I was just not expecting such a huge class. I'm looking forward to working with these bright minds this semester,"

"Happy first day of senior year, Y/N," she told herself.

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