Dr. Simmons was an admittedly tough professor and even the best of students had difficulties keeping up with her detailed and intricate lectures. Skye was certainly one of the students having the most difficulties; with a previous 4.0 her grade was now plummeting due to the strain of this class. However, most of her troubles didn’t come from the material, she was severely intelligent but while the young professor was talking, the student could feel her thoughts slipping from academic to much more intimate. She really couldn’t help it, Dr. Simmons expressed the perfect trifecta when it came to what Skye was attracted to, she was intelligent, stunningly beautiful, also her personality was a natural mixture between quirky and passionate. So you couldn’t blame her when during the lecture hours her mind would wonder through the various details of her professor’s body.
And now, here at the end of the semester with a barely passing grade and Dr. Simmons was not easing up any, Skye began to worry about both her chances of passing the class and of perhaps getting with the gorgeous professor. Dr. Simmons continued to lecture quickly, barely noticing the people in her class, entirely wrapped up in her own little scientific world as the students typed furiously in an attempt to write down the important points in her monologue. Everyone except for Skye that is who, for one in the entire year had put the laptop away and instead let herself focus entirely on the mannerisms of Dr. Jemma Simmons, also, letting her imagination go wild. Skye, although a generally good student was known for being brave and getting her way. It was an attitude that she had to learn while living at the orphanage, it was a way to survive and now it became just a way for her to get what she wanted.
So as the class dismissed she stayed still, waiting patiently for the rest of the students to say their good byes to Simmons and meander out. Simmons, who didn’t have another class that hour, straightened her papers and obliviously picked up her books before realizing that one of her students had stayed behind. She then put her books down and slipped her glasses back on, looking curiously at the other woman.
“Skye? Do you need to talk to me?”
Skye got up for the first time and slowly made her way through the desks towards the large desk in the front of the room where Simmons was standing in anticipation.
“Yeah, actually I wanted to talk to you about a couple of things actually.”
“And what are those, exactly?”
Skye reached the desk and put her hands on the edge, looking sideways at the professor.
“Well, first of all, I’m worried about my grade in here.”
Simmons adjusted her glasses and nodded
“Yes well, you’re a very attentive and hard working student, but I have seen that your work has been slipping lately. I’d be willing to work with you, especially if the problem is personal.”
“I really appreciate that.”
“Is there anything you would like to talk about? I know that issues with home life can affect one’s ability to accomplish tasks and focus.”
“Yeah.. There’s a couple of things I might be having issues with when it comes to both school and personal things.”
“Well, if you would like, I could assign you some extra credit, with your grade hanging on the edge, I thing that the extra points would help raise your grade considerably.”
Simmons smiled, happy that she could help one of her students. Skye grinned, mischievously.
“That would be great, thank you.”
“No problem, I’m happy to help.”
Simmons made to get her things rounded up once again before Skye spoke, this time with a slightly deeper and slower voice.
“I’ve also had issues with distractions as well.. You know.. In class.”
“Oh really? What exactly are the distractions that are giving you so much trouble?”
“Well.. It’s really just one main distraction..”
Skye leaned forward on the desk until she was very close to the professor’s face.
“And you can’t really help it, so..”
“I’m sorry?”
Skye grinned, looking into the beautiful wide eyes of Jemma Simmons’.
“Don’t be.”
And Skye went for it, she leaned over the rest of the way and planted a light and tentative kiss on the scientist’s lips, despite being a bit taken aback, Simmons never backed away and instead closed her eyes for the remainder of the kiss. Skye leaned back, a cocky smile on her face, and pulled her bag over her shoulder before heading for the door. She looked back at the blissfully stunned professor before exiting the room.
“I’m glad we had this talk, Professor Simmons.
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