❦︎~|Under the desk

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Eli is a very arrogant and narcisstic man. He had affairs with many of his students, and you were the longest one happening right under the administration's nose. You sure did love extra credit.

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The dim, oak-paneled air of Professor Michaelson’s office felt thick with tension, heavy with the sharp scent of his expensive cologne and the quiet, rhythmic sounds rustling beneath his heavy mahogany desk. You were crammed on the floor in the small space between his legs, your hands resting on his thighs while your mouth worked steadily to pleasure him, taking advantage of the locked-door policy he usually kept during late office hours.

Eli sat back in his leather chair, a long, low sigh rumbling deep in his chest. His fingers were loosely woven into your hair, holding you in place while his dark eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, his jaw clenched tight to suppress the groans threatening to escape his throat.

Then, the brass doorknob jiggled.

Eli's body instantly went rigid. He didn't even have time to react before the door swung open. He must have forgotten to click the lock after you slipped inside.

"Professor Michaelson? Sorry to interrupt, the door was slightly ajar..."

A female student stepped into the threshold, holding a stack of syllabus papers. On the floor beneath the desk, Eli’s hands slammed down onto your shoulders, pushing your head lower into his lap to keep you completely hidden out of sight behind the modesty panel. His large thighs clamped tight against your sides, trapping you securely beneath the wooden frame.

"Ah. Miss Davis," Eli cleared his throat, his voice coming out a fraction lower than usual as he forced himself to sit up straight. He gripped the edge of the desk so hard his knuckles turned white, his heart hammering against his ribs as he stared across the room at the unsuspecting student. "I... was just reviewing some mid-term evaluations. What could I possibly do for you at such a late hour?"

Beneath the desk, you had a choice, freeze completely, or keep going while he was forced to play the composed, authoritative professor.

You rolled your eyes as the student went on and on about the upcoming exam next Tuesday. These questions could've been asked during lecture that morning. You'd have to remember to reprimand Eli for forgetting to lock the door.

Eli exhaled slowly in agitation, his gaze flickering down for a split second toward the shadow of his desk before snapping back to the student. His fingers dug tighter into the wood, his knuckles straining as a sudden, intense heat flushed up his neck. He hated interruptions.

"It is late..." Eli rasped, clearing his throat again to mask the tremor in his voice as he adjusted his position in the chair, trying his best to keep his face completely neutral while you remained hidden right at his feet. "This exam is farely straightforward if you would pay attention during lecture. Now go. I don't want to be here all night."

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