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Your perv professor post with Albedo was so good!! I’m literally shaking and crying 😭 do you have any spare thoughts on other pervy professors, like maybe pervy biology professor Dottore….
ask and you shall receive, my love.
GENSHIN MEN AS YOUR PROFESSOR HEADCANONS
pairings: dottore + diluc + kazuha + scaramouche & f !reader [separately]
notes: sorry if this isn't really that pervy !! i hope dottore's part is okay - i couldn't see him as a biology professor though so i did swap that.
warnings: college au, professor ! character and student ! reader, inappropriate relationships, individual warnings on each headcanon, scaramouche favoritism.
w.c.: 1.7k
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DOTTORE, professor of mechanical engineering.
warnings: slight yan ! dottore, sex toys, dottore's special inventions, aphrodisiac use, implied mindbreak, voyerism, male masturbation, mild implication of non-con + drugging in the second paragraph, mean dom ! dottore, unhealthy relationship, abuse of power?, sort of semi-public stuff.
dottore is known for his love for inventing and his affections towards machinery, hence his extended study having qualified him for a teaching position. the man would spend ungodly hours buried in a restricted area of his lab, so heavily guarded that even the college's janitors were not permitted to enter - he would be tinkering with his own special projects. once he had gained the trust of his darling, gotten you addicted to him, you would be taken back to this top secret area. dottore would have set up an array of his inventions to be tested on you. they ranged from machines that at least slightly resembled regular, shop bought dildos to much more abnormally shaped creations. he wouldn't want to risk scaring you away, even if he already had you wrapped around his finger just the way he wanted. he'd begin with the lighter machinery, enjoying as his inventions scissored your tight cunt open wide. your professor would get more enjoyment from watching you come undone around his toys than he would from having his own cock buried deep inside of you. he would definitely fuck his fist as another invention drilled into you, watching intently as your cunny spread wider to accommodate for its unnatural size.
professor dottore would have also dabbled with chemicals throughout his engineering career. he would know the ins and outs of certain elements, and would not be afraid to bring them to you. should you misbehave or think about snitching on him, for example, he would be sure to inject you with a concoction to ensure you remain docile. he wouldn't consider using them to ease the stretch you faced from his inventions, though he'd definitely enjoy using them to increase your sensitivity. what can i say, your professor loved to watch you squirm ! one of his favorite things to do was to slip you a pill, an aphrodisiac of his own creation, before class. he'd love watching your futile attempts to maintain focus on what he was teaching, even being as mean as to pick on you ! if there was a question, he would make sure you were the one to answer. even if there wasn't, he would still draw attention to you, asking why you seemed so distracted. if you were good for him, answering as he deemed correct, then he would reward you after class. otherwise, you would be subjected to an adequate punishment instead.
DILUC, professor of economics.
warnings: cockwarming, slight teasing, clit slapping, degradation mention, breeding / cumming inside, cervix kissing, diluc has a big dick.
diluc would be a difficult one to crack at first, perhaps it would require a student to drop an array of provocative hints in order for him to get the impression that they wanted to sleep with him. professor diluc would be concerned that his actions could result in his termination from the faculty. however, once you were sat on the opposite side of the desk in his office, accentuating your cleavage with a low cut shirt and exposing your squishy thighs with a short pencil skirt, a flip would switch in his head.
the man would be coy about it at first, inviting you to his side of the desk in order to better look at the exam paper he was trying to explain to you. he would catch a glimpse at your clothed heat as you bent down to read the paper. a blush spread across his cheeks at how forward you were being, eventually giving in and pulling you into his lap.
professor diluc is the kind of guy to force you to cockwarm him as he quizzed you on what you had been taught. get a question right? he'll nestle his thick cock deeper into your tight pussy, struggling to hold back his own groans as you squeezed him. get a question wrong? a calloused palm would slap your clit, degrading words falling from his lips as he couldn't help but feel how you enjoyed the friction. once your professor had finally succumbed to your advances, he did not hold back. the man would grow addicted to how your sweet cunt sucked him in, plowing into you at a vicious pace. he was well aware that he was larger than the average man, most definitely bigger than any other college boy that you had hooked up with. your body told him that every time you arched your back as his tip kissed your cervix. diluc loved to see you try to retain all of his cum that he dumped into you, watching as thick globs of his seed trailed down your pretty thighs and onto whatever surface he had fucked you on.
KAZUHA, professor of english.
warnings: kazu and reader are both horny for poetry and each other, overstimulation, cunnilingus.
every girl in your class seemed to have a crush on professor kazuha !! some would even take english just so that they could be in the same room to drool over him. you hadn't been aware of this initially, instead taking the class due to the college's stellar reputation as one of the best in the country. your professor admired your genuine interest for the material, the way you would appreciate the words of his own haikus rather than the way that everyone else's focus would hone in on the man reciting them.
your professor would ask you to stay behind after his lectures, giving you the opportunity to share and recite your own works with him. the two of you formed a... less than professional relationship as time grew on. you had just assumed that it was platonic - you're young, who are you to know the difference ? his haikus turned to sonnets, confessing his affections for an unknown woman. it had those girls gushing even more so, jealousy running amuck. once they turned bolder and you were still oblivious to his implications, he made a move on you after class. his relaxing voice and intoxicating warmth had you wrapped around his finger within mere moments, no matter how you repeatedly attempted to rationalize that he was your professor to yourself. each time you vocalized these thoughts to kazuha, he would only calm you with his extensive vocabulary and gentle kisses. one of his favorite things to do would be to eat you out as you sat on his desk, proving that his mouth was capable of more than just wooing you with his words. he would enjoy overstimulating you as you bit your lips to hold back moans. your actions betrayed you every time you told your professor that it was too much, your fingers tangling in his blonde locks. you pulled his face closer to your dripping cunny, squirming at how his pulsing tongue thrusted into your hole. the one on one writing sessions you had shared were long forgotten about, lengthy words being replaced by the sounds of soft whines and him toying with your pretty pussy.
SCARAMOUCHE, professor of astrophysics.
warnings: mean ! scaramouche, slight dubcon, blowjob, degradation, name calling, blackmail + threats, photos without consent, semi-public (messing around during meetings), implied marking, cumming inside / breeding, dumbification, edging.
scaramouche is the professor that everyone hates. he's mean, springing tests on his classes without warning. he would not hesitate to publicly berate a student should they have made the grave error of arriving to his class a few minutes late. you had made the mistake of correcting a mistake in one of his equations, raising your hand to interrupt his teaching. other students snickered as he sneered, wanting to scream at you for your stupidity... he was never wrong. that was until he reviewed it himself, only to be humiliated in front of all of his students. you truly meant no harm, only wishing to better your own learning. your professor instead took it as a personal insult, a hit to his considerably giant ego, calling you to stay behind as the your classmates filed into the hallways. the door would remain open as he pushed you to your knees, forcing you to stare up at him. the words your professor spat were so cruel, telling you how you were a good for nothing know it all and were not sat trembling in fear before him. he pulled out his already hardening cock, laughing at how you stared in shock. the man forced you to take all of him down your throat, wanting to remind you that this is all your smart mouth was good for.
professor scaramouche would make it clear that this was not to be a one time thing. your grades began falling, even though your level of work remained the same. it was his way of trapping you, wanting you to come crawling back to him and begging him to stop treating you like this. your whiny apologies as he stuffed your sloppy hole with his cock turned him on even more. you were never allowed to cum until he'd dumped at least one load into you, groaning about how you were so much more tolerable when he fucked you stupid. scaramouche was lucky that he had blackmail on the dean, for the amount of marks you left his office with gave away what the pair of you had been up to. he was shameless, really. if he had a meeting with another staff member or student in his office, sometimes he would shove you under his desk and out of sight. your face would be on the floor and your legs spread open for him, either for him to use your ass as a stress reliever or to play with your puckering hole while you tried to hold in your sweet sounds.
scaramouche loved to see your braindead expression as your cunny gushed for him, even pulling out his phone to take a couple of pictures to savor the moment. he most certainly wouldn't be above using them to blackmail you somewhere down the line, should he deem necessary. oh what a shame it would be for your friends and family to see how much of a whore you were for your teacher ! if you ever spoke back to him again, he would whisper in your ear to remind you of the photos. his threats struck fear into your heart, but the memories of him screwing you silly sent sparks straight to your cunt. he'd be sure to have his way with you after that lesson, edging you until you were crying. your professor would remind you of how stupid you really were, instead you were better suited to being his personal cumdump. your tight hole fluttered at his harsh words, which only prompted further degradation to fall from his lips. there was no affection in any of his thrusts, you were nothing more than a perfect little cocksleeve to him. how pathetic.
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i think my brain just melted
A MILLION POLAROIDS.
pairings: diluc ragnvindr + sub ! f ! reader
summary:upon returning to your ex-boyfriend’s dorm to pick up some of your belongings while he’s out, you stumble into his brother’s room to find a secret stash of his recordings of you.
warnings: name calling, misogyny, light marking, non-consensual filming, breeding, possessiveness, male masturbation, getting caught, degradation, praise, tiddy sucking, big dick diluc, oral (receiving), dumbification, fingering, mating press, implied squirting, choking, cervix kissing.
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“whore.” diluc muttered under his breath, rolling his eyes at the sight of you sat on your boyfriend’s (his brother’s) lap.
the pink, uniformed pleats of your miniskirt splayed out as you straddled him, making out with kaeya as if you were alone in his room. his hands audaciously groped your breasts, lips connecting to the sweet spot on your neck. for all diluc knew, you were shamelessly riding kaeya’s cock out here in the open, slutting yourself out for anyone to see.
neither of you paid any attention to diluc grabbing a glass of water, nor how his crimson eyes remained trained on each movement of your body. women like you were the problem on this campus. always running around, eager to spread your legs for the first man that showed you a crumb of attention; you needed a smart, proper man like diluc to rein you in and eliminate your salacious behavior.
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