Butters As Professor Chaos Novels & Stories

I threw my head back and began to moan throatily and loudly, forgetting my surroundings, as my pussy began to tense and — “What the fuck?!” The familiar voice was like being doused with a full bucket of ice water. Arousal fled immediately and I jack-knifed to a seating position even as I automatically ripped the sodding wet dildo out of my pussy. I was trembling from head to foot as I scrambled off the desk and turned to face the angry professor. Professor Calix Eleftherios was here! In person! I was dead! I was officially dead! Calix Eleftherios was even more handsome than I remembered in a navy blue turtle-neck sweater and a pair of stone-wash jeans. He was also angrier than I had ever see

My door swung open, and Professor Draven barreled in—broad shoulders, hulking form, and severe scowl. “How can I help you, Professor Draven?” “That half-breed must be expelled immediately!” I furrowed my brows in mock confusion. “Half-breed? What half-breed?” “Don’t play coy with me, Elias—” “Watch your tone and mind your manners,” Augustus growled from the chair he relocated to in the corner. Professor Draven's sharp eyes connected with Augustus’. “Of course you’re here like a good little mutt,” he spat.

A hint of amusement laced his voice. "She was talking about some thesis, but I guess it was an excuse," Professor McClone teased. Sebastian's mind racing, he smiled. "Don't think too much, John. We were working on the Ashwood Heritage research. She wasn't lying," Sebastian clarified. Professor McClonechuckled. "I didn't ask for an explanation, Seb. Just meet her when you come back," Professor McClone said. With a final smile, Professor McClone hung up the call.

What I saw made my whole body freeze. It wasn’t a woman. Professor Kai was with another man, a tall, lean figure with dark hair—pinned against the desk. Professor Kai’s hands gripped the man’s hips, pulling him closer with each thrust. The other man’s face was turned away, but his gasps were unmistakable, his fingers gripping the edge of the desk so hard his knuckles turned white. My breath hitched. Professor Kai is Gay!?

She smiled at him and nodded. “Settle down.” Professor Cal said to the general class, although he had his eyes pinned on her. She looked at him directly before she turned away and pulled her tablet out. She tuned his voice out as he began to teach. Atlas would be the perfect tool to drive the Professor to madness. He seemed very affected anytime the kid was around her. And there was no need for her to feel sorry for using Atlas either. They were all bullies and one of them here had pushed Valentina to her death. They had to pay for what they had done, one way or the other.

“At least I get fucked properly. You’re still chasing a man who barely looks at you.” Professor Harlan muttered something panicked about his wife and tenure before bolting past me, nearly tripping over his own feet. I felt bile rise in my throat. The sight of his glistening, cum-covered cock, the smell of sex in the air was revolting. Especially knowing Sophia had done it so casually. “You’re disgusting,” I said quietly, voice steady despite the nausea. “Both of you, how can you even be fucking with a professor because of grades atleast I've dignity not to be spreading for some Fs because I know you're definitely getting that”.

Aayush. Chris Chen and Ho Tai Yuan are both 22, and Aayush is 23. While I was absorbed with their pictures, the Colonel made a quick introduction that caught me off guard. “Gentlemen, Dr. Anthony Jin, the legendary Supernatural Professor. The man who we all hope can help to find the boys.” There was a round of lame applause, which gave me insight into how seriously they took me. I nodded and cleared my throat before speaking. “Thank you, Colonel. I am no Supernatural Professor, just a humble servant at your service.”

Hmm, the professor did not seem to ignore it though. He very well repeated his words and left the side of his desk, walking all the while to the last bench and stare down at Zander. Having him stand beside him did not satisfy Zander in any way. He gave his eyes a dramatic roll and wondered upon what was going to happen, 'Bullshit drama!' "Would you care to explain to us why do you think is it a Bullshit, Zander?" The professor sat on the empty space next to him as the hundreds of eye balls filled with curiosity ultimately followed the teacher and Zander at the last bench.

someone spoke in inarticulate Draconian just then. A middle-aged balding foreigner with blonde hair and blue eyes strode in just then. He was carrying a large briefcase and seemed so pompous that he was oblivious to the murderous vibe in the hall. "Hmph." Titus did not appear deterred that his impulse for payback was thwarted. Turning toward Glen, he smiled faintly. "Mr. Turnbull, this is Professor Roberts, who works at a famous university abroad. He's the global leading authority in virology and infectious diseases—he can deal with any conditions, no matter how difficult it might be."

The same mouth that had been on me last night. Professor Elias Thorne. The man I fucked senseless in a hotel room. The man I was supposed to marry. He scanned the room and his eyes landed on me. I could see the same recognition I had on my face, flash through his. But it was gone in a second as he cleared his throat and stepped onto the podium. “Good morning,” he said calmly. “I’m Professor Thorne. Welcome to Advanced Literary Theory.” For a moment I just remained transfixed. Mara nudged me. “You okay? You look like you saw a ghost.”