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First semester back it everything was a living hell for you. You felt as though you were drowning with no lifeguard to aid in your struggle. You eyes were puffy with dark bags underneath, mentally drained was the tip of the iceberg on how you were feeling. It was only the first month and you were already behind. No money, no friends, just you suffering in silence..alone. However, there was one thing that’ll take your mind off of things, attending biology class.

It wasn’t the easiest in the world but your professor was the most understanding about your scenario. One evening he called you to speak to him after class, your body shivered. Dr.Kujo was known throughout the campus as “ZTFBS”.

Zero tolerance for bullshit.

No extra credit it, he wouldn’t round up your grade, if it’s late, 10 points will be taken off. Trying to plead your case? Useless. His stone cold glare will be enough to not approach him. Pretty sure sleeping him wouldn’t accomplish anything.

“How come I haven’t received homework from you? I hope you understand there aren’t any short cuts in adulthood,” He said sternly peeking over his reading glasses. Your tongue was tied, thinking whatever comes out would be considered as an excuse. Biting your bottom lip, you choose the safe route, and express to him everything. From your parents divorced impacting the financial aspects to hearing your roommate moaning at 3am.

Well..you shouldn’t have said that last part but you were transparent with him. Hoping in return some sort of assistance.

“I appreciate you being vulnerable about your situation..I’ll see what I can do,”

“Really?!” You shouted in disbelief causing him to squint. You forgot, on the first day he stated that his earsdrums were sensitive due to a gun shot sound, back in the 80’s.

“Good grief reframe from any loud disbursements when talking to me and yes..my only condition is for you help me grade other students course work. You may leave now,”

Less than 24 you witness a miraculous change. First, arrived a box filled with textbooks, along with extra supplies. By the glossy cover you could tell these were new, not the used ones you saw on eBay. A smile extending ear to ear appeared on your face knowing some of your problems were solved. It didn’t end there. As for the second “miracle” all of your Professors prolonged your homework due date, saying they received an news about your books arriving.

“Study hard miss Y/n,” Professor Kakyoin waved you off after history class. Strange..normally he doesn’t say much to you.

Saving the best for last, your refund check was deposit into your bank account. Based on the letter you received financial aid you were supposed to get three thousand. Then how come it double the original amount? You mind couldn’t help but to wonder to yesterday’s Conversation with Dr.Kujo.

‘I’ll see what I can do,’ Six words that instantly solved your issues in a short period of time. Maybe he isn’t that bad as people say he is.

As agreed today’s before, you were on your way to Professor Kujo’s office. In your hands you carried a small gift. A simple gesture showing your appreciation for his selfless acts.

“What is this?” He raised his eyebrow inquiring for you to explain; what a golden box with a glitter bow on top..was doing on his desk.

“My way of saying thank you,” With a nervous smile you replied back rethinking your decision. He scoffed bring the box close to him.

“I didn’t do it just so you’ll spend your money on me. To show your gratitude please give me your homework in class tomorrow,” He paused looking up to meet your gaze. Your eyes were no longer drenched in sorrow, since you weren’t as stressed. Your skin glowed, meaning your were getting adequate amount of sleep and water. And for once your outfit didn’t look thrown together. Maybe a little help was all you need..

“Umm Professor?” You call on his name a third time handing over your homework. “I thought I’d be easier to give you this now. Oh! And yes it all the ones I haven’t turn in since the semester,”

“Add it to the pile..thank you..for the gift I meant,” For some reason he tilted his cap, it didn’t fit “the  strict persona” he was going for. Getting to know or seeing teachers was always amusing. Regular people who’ve decided to teach the next generation.

In the gift, in which you bought him contained a coffe mug with the words “sorry is my teaching interrupting your conversation” written and a dolphin brooch. Things you knew he’d enjoy.

The duration of the two of you in his office was quite nice. He allowed you to talk, which was a first for you. You usually bottle everything up not wanting to intensify the situation. Rubbing your thigh gently Jotaro attempt to soothe you. He noticed how your eyes were becoming watery while explaining your troubles at home.

“If he hadn’t cheated and filed for a divorce..mom wouldn’t gone into depression making it hard to cover our basic needs,” By the trembling anger in your voice, it was obvious your father wasn’t supporting you. He too was in a similar situation but that’ll be a discussion for another time. As of right now all on Jotaro’s mind was to comfort you.

“Come with me,” He muttered close to the shell of you ear. Hating to admit you did, somewhat, enjoy the tingling sensation. Your body did too, not understanding your dynamic with Jotaro your nipples harden. You cursed at yourself for having these feelings for him, but what 40 year old looks this good? A brief second you glimpse at his left had. No ring.

Pulling you to the campus cafe, Jotaro sighed forgetting the closing hours. The cafe was open from 6 a.m. to 9 p.m., however it was well pass that time. All he wanted was to feed you, and that way maybe your mood would change. A nurturing remedy his mom would provide whenever he wasn’t his best.

“Let me treat you a home cook meal,” Not knowing how to express himself  affectively, it sounded more so like a command. He said it the same way as his mother would and yet it wasn’t the same. Luckily to his dismay, you agreed.

From stepping into his house and sitting in his car, you realize one thing about Jotaro. Being a marine biologist and college Professor pays well. It explained how he could afford those designer suits he’d wear, along with his fresh and spicy cologne. You were in awe particularly when he removed his coat of his body. His chest was broad and wide, that your eyes couldn’t help but stare. He rolled his selves exhibited his forearm..giving you a glimpse on his muscular body.

“Like something you see?” Jotaro asked turning on the stove. Even though his back was faced to you, by the alluring tone is voice you knew he was smirking.

“Oh umm yes..the interior of your home is lovely,” You played it safe looking in another direction. In response he chuckled, peeking his turquoise orbs to you. He knew you were lying, and there was no way of you denying it.

You cleared your throat wanting to change the subject before a second heart becomes unbearable. “So what are you making,” Not saying a word he motion for you to stand beside him. At first you were hesitant..however you began to smell, garlic, tomatoes, and heavy cream. All combined together creating a delicious aroma that carried you over to him.

“Open up,” In front of you Jotaro held a fork with a small amount of his dish. You obliged and opened wide enough. “It’s Penne alla vodka..a Italian dish,” You weren’t expecting it to melt on your taste buds the way it did. The authentic taste of the pasta and tomato’s drove your palette insane. As well the pungent flavor of the garlic mix with heavy cream. Maybe it was a good thing the cafe closed..

“You should’ve went to culinary school because that was too good Professor!” You exclaimed sneaking another bite.

“Jotaro..we’re outside of class,” You felt your cheeks burning given the opportunity to say it first name.

“J-Jotaro..” you mumbled quietly while some of the sauce dripped from your mouth. Using his thumb he wiped off the excise traveling down to your chin. In a low hum Jotaro sucked on his thumb tasting the sauce as well.

“Needs more pepper,”

~✨

Serving the dish Jotaro poured himself a glass of red wine. You couldn’t help but to eye his beverage like a lost puppy. He did give you a soda to drink so you shouldn’t be complaining. However, him sitting there looking rather desirable made you want whatever he put his lips on.

“Come here if you want some,” He bending his index finger once more you walked over to him. As the good girl you were you obeyed. Jotaro snaked his hand around your waist bringing you closer to him. Hinting for you to sit on his lap. It didn’t bother you one bit since that this point your body’s urges was taking over. You sat directly on his groin as Jotaro brought the glass to your lips.

“You wanted it that bad huh?” He praised as you took a big gulp of the wine. “Sallow it all Angel fish,” When you were done things felt a little warm. Was it the pool between your legs or the buzz from the wine. No matter because that happened next was all of your control.

Jotaro locked his lips with yours grabbing ahold of your ass and giving it a squeeze. You dissolve in his strong arms slipping your tongue in his mouth. In the middle of the kiss he smirked knowing how bad you wanted him.

He ended the kiss, salivating on the wine the two of you exchanged. “Mmm~ Was it good princess?”

“Yess it was daddy,” You began rubbed on yourself. In doing so you created a wet spot on Jotaro’s pants. You were too horny and tipsy to feel embarrassed, instead with your hips you grind on the spot. It was in the middle between his legs, so in doing so you were pleasuring him at the same time.

“Angel fish..” He called you. “You just can’t make a mess on daddy and not be punished. Good girls clean up after themselves,” He whispered sucking down on your neck. You whined feeling him move to another room.

“Noo daddy please!” Jotaro undress you bit by bit, leaving you fully naked with a dripping cunt. Easily  accessible your fingers played with your swollen clit. Watch seemed to anger Jotaro.

“Get your hands off my pussy,” He insisted harshly pulling you close to him. “Buutt daddy its aching,” You moaned squirming around. Using his strength Jotaro flipped you on your stomach roughly. The bed creaked as he sat up tying something behind your back.

“Be a good Angel fish and listen to me okay? I want you to help me count to five..you’re a smart girl can you do it?” You nodded with your face pressed in the  mattress, ass faced to Jotaro it gave it a loud smack.

“FUUUCKK! Daddy no please,” You yelped moving your hips away from him. “I promise to listen,” You pleaded as he walked away. He wasn’t gone long since brought back toys with him. Sitting you up he blindfolded your eyes and inserted a gag ball in your mouth. That way your screams were muffled and you couldn’t see when he’d slap your ass.

“Ready?” Without you knowing he held a wooden paddle striking your bottom. By the time he was finished your butt was red and screaming with agony. Your body trembled underneath him, a job well done in his eyes.

“Such a big girl,” He cooed rubbing your bruised ass. “I know that pussy of yours is waiting to be filled up with my cock,” You whimpered wanted some sort of pleasure.

Zipping his pants Jotaro pulled out his length giving it a few pumps. The anticipation was killing you, if your arms weren’t tied you’ve put it inside immediately. No preparation Jotaro eased himself inside you. Your walls struggled to stretch because of your tight little pussy. So instead Jotaro shoved himself all the way in one go. Despite having the gag hindering your speech you screamed loudly.

“Aww baby I’m sorry,” He pressed kisses in your back. “I know daddy is big but you take it, okay princess,” You nodded with tears staining your plushy cheeks. Long slow strokes Jotaro fucked, it hit your cervix time and time again. You couldn’t take it, so in the middle of a thrust you tired to escape Jotaro’s grabs. And each time he brought you back slamming himself back in. Your wet cunt continuously creamed on his dick, so much you covered it in white.