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🕑 Added 2022-03-13 23:39:51 +0000 UTCPairing: Alexa Demie/Reader
Summary: Y/n is a math tutor for a very particular person this semester. She's shy around Alexa, but she always falls for her every whim, much to a great reward. 3rd POV.
Word Count: 5.1k
Content: First time together, making out, breast/nipple play, oral, fingering, tribing.
"Okay, for number 16 I got 3 square root of 2."
"Oh...I...I don't think that's the right answer at all."
Y/n felt her mouth becoming drier the longer she spent with Alexa. She was her assigned tutor for the semester which meant she has spent 4 weeks with her so far. The brunette was taking professor Brewer's math course which is a notoriously hard course. Y/n passed it her sophomore year, but that was because she learned the method to the professor's madness. Most people don't and that's why they end up coming to the 3rd floor of the library every Wednesday where the tutors are.
Y/n never considered herself to be good at teaching people but she got a little something out of being a tutor. It paid, and although it's not a lot it is better than nothing. It allowed her to buy less of the cheap ramen from the school's cafe and more from the local grocery store. Plus it was a pretty easy gig. Most of the people she tutored in the past understood what they were doing; they just needed an extra push. Most people also weren't one of the prettiest girls’ on campus so Y/n never found herself as nervous as she does now.
She remembers the first time she saw Alexa. It was hard to miss her because she stood out from everyone Y/n has ever laid eyes upon. Her entire friend group stood out, but Alexa's charisma was palpable even when simply walking past her. She was gorgeous and Y/n found her heart racing every time she was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of her in the student union. So, imagine her surprise when she was assigned new students to tutor for the semester and on the list was an 'Alexa Demie'. At the time Y/n only knew her first name but not her last. She went snooping on instagram and learned that she was indeed the person she was going to be tutoring.
In an attempt to impress this girl she may or may not have a crush on, Y/n dressed up a little bit more on Wednesday. It felt a little weird to be wearing her nicest jeans and prettiest blouses to a tutoring session but the overwhelming desire she had to impress Alexa had her acting different. Alexa didn't notice those things though, but she was enamored with Y/n. She thought she was incredibly smart and was impressed by her ability to grasp math. People always warned about girls who look like Alexa, warned that they were mean girls and bitches; however that was not Alexa.
"Brewer is fucking insane if he thinks any of us are going to pass this quiz," Alexa says with an exasperated sigh. It's only been 30 minutes but she looks defeated already.
"Don't say that. You've been able to grasp these concepts before -- and you're picking up on the math quicker than you were before."
"Hm -- I guess you're right."
Alexa looked totally over it but Y/n chalked it up to her being annoyed that professor Brewer sprung up a random quiz on them, which was something that he did with any and every class he taught. Y/n remembers the moment he surprised them with a math pop quiz and how she barely passed it. Professor Brewer kept them on their toes, just like Alexa's presence does for Y/n.
"I still can't comprehend how you're good at math," Alexa turns her body towards Y/n. She was bold and always made heavy eye contact with whoever she was talking to. It made Y/n feel so small but not in a negative way. She was nervous but after getting somewhat used to being around her without completely flubbing, Y/n was able to look her in the eyes. "This shit is stupidly hard yet you completely understand it. You're probably on the Deans' List every semester."
"I only been on it once," Y/n's face heats up from Alexa's compliments. The outright praise makes her so giddy but she hides it so as to not give herself away. "You're smart too. Not everyone can excel in these general ed classes. I suck at history so I have my weakness too."
"Yeah, but being good at math is really admirable though. It’s one of those things where it either clicks or it doesn’t, and obviously it doesn’t click for me or else I could be here…no offense.”
“It’s okay.”
Y/n couldn’t deal with being showered with praise even if it was just for a few moments. Her eyes were everywhere except for Alexa’s face, but she could still smell that tangerine-flavored lip balm on her lips. She thought she was being covert but a girl like Alexa is socially smarter than her. Alexa noticed how Y/n was around her and maybe she’s just shy in general, but Alexa likes to believe Y/n acts this way only in her presence. It wouldn’t be the first time someone was too nervous to function around her. It was cute watching Y/n get flustered and not able to take a simple compliment.
“Our time is almost up,” Y/n mentions the moment her eyes land on the clock in the tutoring room, “do you want to finish the last few or call it a day?”
“My brain is fried; let’s call it a day.”
Y/n nods and begins to pack up. Her movements are quicker than normal because she just wants to go back to her dorm. Her social meter was beginning to run low.
"Hey quick question. Do you think we could maybe have our next session at my dorm? None of my roommates will be there. I just want to get used to studying in the comfort of my dorm. That's okay with you, right?"
Y/n was stunned. She came to a complete stop before turning to Alexa.
She always tutored in the library, no exceptions. There was no real power dynamic between her and who she tutors, but she thought the professional thing to do was to stay in the library. No one has ever asked her to change locations, especially not if their dorm is the location. She thought that would be crossing a boundary, but it also means that Alexa trusts her.
"Sure. Only if you don't mind."
"I'm the one who invited you Y/n," she jokes.
Y/n smiles awkwardly, "you're right. Okay...okay we can do that."
"Great. I'll email you my number later tonight so I can tell you where I live over text," she pauses to look at her phone, "I gotta go. I'm trying to be a good student and go to class on time, so I'll see you later Y/n."
-
Tutoring Alexa in her dorm was just like being in the library — or at least that’s what Y/n tried to tell herself. It was incredibly personal and Y/n felt somewhat like an intruder even though she was invited inside. Alexa did everything in her power to make her feel comfortable by offering snacks, something to drink, and reassuring her that her two sorority sister roommates won’t be back for about another 2 or 3 hours. “They’re out trying to get some dick while I’m studying. It’s ironic,” Alexa had joked earlier. Y/n wasn’t used to her brazenness and it surprised her a little bit; it made it glaringly obvious that the professionalism she tries to display in the library won’t fly here.
“Okay, I think I’m getting the hang of this now,” Alexa says with a lilt in her voice.
“Let me see.”
Y/n’s hand grazed Alexa’s fingers when she grabbed her homework but neither of them reacted. Her eyes scanned over the questions on the paper Alexa has answered so far and all of them looked to be correct. She did all the right steps and used the correct formulas for each question.
“Everything is correct so far. Good job.”
“Fuck, I knew it!” Alexa says with a big smile spreading across her face. She was proud of herself for beginning to conquer the subject she struggled with throughout the entire history of her education. “I wouldn’t be doing so well if you weren’t my tutor.” Her hand comes to rest on Y/n’s clothed thigh. Y/n’s eyes land on her hand, staring at how her perfectly manicured hand rests on her with a sense of familiarity. Y/n feels her face burn and her vocabulary shorten in a matter of seconds.
“I-It’s no problem…besides it’s all you. I’m just the tutor.”
“Yeah, but you’re a very good tutor, and a very smart person. I would be nothing to you.”
Alexa squeezes her thigh to get Y/n to look at her. Y/n slowly draws her eyes upwards and lands right on Alexa’s gorgeous eyes. There is a look of true sincerity swimming in them that matched her words. Y/n felt appreciated.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
“I’m gonna pass this stupid fucking class because of you,” she jokes. Alexa is always trying to lighten the mood when she’s with Y/n but she’s obsessed with seeing her act so nervous too. “You’re really great, Y/n.”
“Thank you,” she says again, but this time her voice is much weaker. Her body is heating up and she wonders if Alexa notices her squirming at her touch. The tips of her manicured nails lightly poke at her skin and Y/n didn’t want it to stop. She hadn’t realized that her small crush on Alexa had snowballed into something much more dangerous. She wants more but she doesn’t know how to open her mouth and say it. Luckily for her, the tension is felt by Alexa.
“Do you want to take a break right now?” Alexa leans in to ask her question as if she’s the tutor here.
Y/n swallows hard, replying with a, “sure,” as she stays completely still. She lets Alexa inch closer to her so she’s the one to make the first move. Her eyes are fixed on the butterfly tattoo on Alexa’s hand as she feels her body’s warmth getting closer. Y/n wondered if this was a dream.
Alexa, while not looking, flipped her math book closed. “Don’t need any reminder of that right now,” she explains.
Alexa noticed how clammy Y/n was. She wanted her to relax, especially since she feels like they have gotten closer over these last few weeks. Alexa isn’t a scary person and she doesn’t want to scare Y/n.
“You smell like bubblegum,” she whispers, her face dangerously close to being planted in the crook of Y/n’s neck.
Y/n’s eyes trail over to the brunette and she watches her lean down to kiss Y/n’s exposed collar bone. Y/n inhales, not sure of what to do or what to make of Alexa making this sudden move on her. She doesn’t want to put anyone on a pedestal, but Alexa is…Alexa and she’s just Y/n. They’re not necessarily on the same social rung so Y/n was confused as to why she is so lucky?
Alexa looked up to see the same stoic expression on Y/n’s face so this time she planted a kiss on her neck. She got more of the reaction she was looking for: a sharper inhale from Y/n and her body shifting.
“There’s no reason to be so nervous. I really like you Y/n,” she admits. The confession made things different for Y/n who was struggling to accept what she could have just read between the lines to understand.
Y/n turned her head the second Alexa leaned in to kiss her and her lips landed partially on her lips and the corner of her mouth. Alexa giggles against her skin and her laugh is warm and infectious. Y/n felt the butterflies in her stomach getting worse. Her face was warm from every interaction and the ghosting of Alexa’s fingertips on her skin. Alexa kissed her cheek before kissing her lips. Her lips linger just for a few seconds before she pulls back and looks for the reaction on Y/n’s face. Alexa, who is very socially savvy, is struggling to read exactly what the expression is on Y/n’s face. It’s a combination of many mixed emotions, but one thing she doesn’t see is disgust or disdain for what is happening.
“Are you okay with this?” She asks.
Y/n is unable to speak so she nods her head. She is more than okay with this, her body is beginning to long for this, but she worries that if she opens her mouth to speak then this situation might disappear her very eyes; she needs to realize that this is reality and not just a trick of the eyes.
“Good.”
Alexa kisses her again after receiving the go-ahead, but this time she doesn’t hold back. She moves her lips against Y/n’s which in turn makes the tutor move her lips too. She is not the most experienced but she has had intimate moments with people before so she’s not completely in the dark. However, she’s so nervous that she feels like it’s the first time. She worries about not being able to keep up or satisfy someone like Alexa, but Alexa seems more keen on satisfying her.
All Y/n could do was focus on this kiss. She felt a little light headed as she inhaled Alexa’s sweet scent and moved her lips with a little more intention. She was getting the hang of this even though the nerves still clung to her, but why ruin a good thing simply because she’s in disbelief?
Alexa pulled away only to plant her face back in Y/n’s neck. Her lips are unforgiving as she begins to suck on Y/n’s skin until she finds her most sensitive spot. Y/n could no longer hold herself back, this time letting out a gasp followed by little sighs that are closer to moans than not. Alexa liked hearing every noise that came out of her mouth, even the tiniest ones. Y/n seemed to melt under her touch and Alexa knows she has that effect on people.
The hand on Y/n’s thigh begins to move in towards her inner thigh. It was a pretty hot day today and Y/n wore her favorite pair of shorts. When sitting down, it exposed quite a bit of her upper thighs; Alexa noticed that when they first sat down to study. Alexa softly caresses the sensitive skin as her lips become needier. Y/n had forgotten that Alexa had roommates and Alexa didn’t care if they came back or not. She still has a few hours of alone time with Y/n, but she wonders if she’d even stop if they were to come back right now. Lust is filling her body rapidly and she doesn’t want to stop.
Y/n’s nipples were beginning to pebble under her bra. She has never felt so turned on in her life and it almost hurt. She wanted to be bold and beg Alexa to do a little bit more; suck on her nipples, finger her, lick her out, whatever. But, she let Alexa take her time because she was still a bit shy to say anything. Alexa doesn’t normally take things at this slower pace, but there was something so hot about them still being clothed and making out like teenagers. Sometimes the passion comes out in a slow, prodding way instead of fast and animalistic. She also wants to go a bit slower for Y/n’s sake.
Alexa detaches her lips from Y/n’s skin, pulling her face out of her neck to ask, “do you want me to take your shirt off?”
“Yes,” Y/n says with a shaky voice.
Alexa grabs the bottom of her shirt and begins to lift it over her head, leaving Y/n nothing but a bra. Alexa tosses the shirt without a second thought. She herself unzips the light jacket she is wearing which reveals that she only has a thin tank top underneath and Y/n can see just how hard her nipples are too. Alexa reaches around Y/n’s body and unhooks her bra. Now with Y/n’s upper body completely exposed, she embraces her for another feverish kiss. She places it with Y/n’s nipples while kissing her. She squeezes her taut nipples and feels them harden under her touch. Now it is Alexa who is beginning to feel a bit delirious. She wants Y/n so bad that it’s growing overwhelming for her too. She squeezes her breasts and just plays with them, enjoying how they feel in the palm of her hand. She groans into the kiss as Y/n’s nipple grazes her palm.
Alexa worried a little about being too much since she could grow a bit passionate during sex, but it was Y/n who was turning into something else. She had turned the kiss into something more sloppy until her kisses here trailing down Alexa’s chin, to her jawline, and to the front of her neck. Y/n pulled down her tank top, stretching it out a little which made Alexa gasp. She peppered kisses on her chest until she had made it to her breasts and took her nipple into her mouth. Something had come over Y/n and she just couldn’t control herself that much anymore. Gone was the shy version of herself and the delicate touching she was subjecting Alexa too. Alexa felt like Y/n was more in control than she was now, but that didn’t particularly bother her. The feeling of Y/n’s warm mouth wrapped around her nipples was too good to make any complaints about.
“Yeah…just like that, don’t stop,” Alexa coos as if she’s guiding Y/n. She wants her to know that she doesn’t have anything to worry about and that’s she doing everything right. Her body feels like it’s on fire and Y/n is only just sucking on her nipples. Alexa can feel how wet damp she is between her legs and it’s almost crazy how this amount of foreplay has made her so wet, but taking things slowly gives this reward.
Y/n’s can’t help but slide her hands down Alexa’s body as she switches to sucking on the other nipple. She’s obsessed with the brunette’s body already despite this being the first time it’s been revealed to her. She sucks diligently on Alexa’s nipple so she makes her feel really good. It makes her feel proud to hear those moans begins to build up and slip out of her mouth. Some nerves still adle her, but it doesn’t compare to the want and need she feels for this situation to continue playing out.
Alexa roughly (not by choice, but out of the pure lust that has taken over her body) pulls Y/n’s head away from her tits. Her mouth detaches from her nipple and an audible ‘pop’ can be heard. She looks up at Alexa with a desperate look in her eyes, lips slightly puffy from sucking so harshly on Alexa’s skin (love bites will certainly be littering her skin within the next hour).
"Has anyone ever gone down on you?" Alexa asks out of the blue. It brought Y/n back to reality a bit.,
“O-Only once.”
“Was it good?”
“It was okay...”
That’s the exact answer Alexa wanted to hear.
It’s unfortunate that Y/n has had shitty experiences in the past, but Alexa was selfish and wanted to be the best she’s ever had. It won’t take much for this situation to forever be ingrained into Y/n’s mind, yet Alexa is doing everything in her power to make sure that it does.
Alexa pushes against her shoulder, urging Y/n to lay on her back. Y/n is hesitant because they’re on the floor, but Alexa’s dorm is carpeted and clean (perks of living in the sorority house of one of those most popular sororities on campus). Alexa pushes the coffee table with their notebooks and math books out of the way to give themselves some more room. She lays on her belly as Y/n lays flat on her back with her legs spread. Just like earlier, Alexa’s fingers lightly glide against the most sensitive parts of Y/n’s skin. Maybe it was because of how close she is to her, Y/n feels her body reacting so much more to Alexa’s touch now. She looks down almost in disbelief that she has someone so beautiful between her legs; she lays back down and stares at the ceiling as she thanks the heavens for blessing her.
Alexa got Y/n out of her shorts and underwear with a quickness. Seeing how wet she is is a treat for Alexa. Her mouth waters seeing Y/n’s arousal trickle down her skin and down her ass now that she’s free of any clothes restricting her. Alexa slides her hands under her ass and slightly lifts Y/n up as she lowers her mouth to her dripping sex. The first thing she does is run her tongue along her slit, from the bottom to top. Y/n moans at the first contact and doesn’t stop as Alexa licks again and again. She wants just to collect all of her arousal and savor her taste for years and years to come. Y/n tastes so good against her tongue and Alexa is starting to feel like she’s the one being spoiled. A few more licks and then she latches onto Y/n’s clit. This elicits the loudest moan of the day so far and prompts Y/n to grab the back of her head. Alexa hums in approval against her sex with vibrates throughout Y/n’s body.
“T-That feels so good,” Y/n makes a poor attempt to speak but each syllable is throttled by the moans that keep bubbling up inside of her. She lifts her head a little bit to look down at Alexa and stare at her as she eats her out like her favorite fruit. There is no denying that Alexa truly desires Y/n, especially in this moment.
Her fingers prod at Y/n’s opening and slide right in. She begins to use her mouth and fingers to work in tandem to get Y/n to cum. Her plan to “take things slow” was out of the window by this point. She was desperate for Y/n to cum thanks to her and desperate to taste her sweet honey. Alexa looks up at her and sees that pleasure written all over her face. It makes her smirk against Y/n’s sex before flicking her tongue against her clit, lashing it over and over again as her fingers pump in and out of her pussy. Y/n’s grip on her head was getting tighter which Alexa took as a warning sign her orgasm was around the corner. Her pretty mouth is wide open and a string of moans continues to come out like a melodic song. Alexa knew for a fact that this was going to be an experience Y/n will remember; she highly doubts many people on this campus can eat pussy better than her. Her tongue rolls over her clit and her fingers curl, creating a deadly combination for Y/n.
“I’m…I’m…”
Y/n can’t get the words out. Instead she lets her trembling body and rough grip do the talking for her. She cums hard with her pussy wrapping tightly around Alexa’s fingers. The brunette continues to fuck her throat it until her pumping fingers begin to slow down. She pulls her tongue away from Y/n’s sensitive clit, but she keeps pumping her fingers to help her ride out her orgasm. Y/n opens her once closed eyes to look up at the woman doing this to her. Alexa had a smirk on her face, so proud of herself for turning her shy tutoring into a moaning mess.
Alexa eventually pulls her fingers out and examines her hand work. Y/n’s sex is puffy and looks sensitive to touch. Just staring at it turns Alexa on and makes her greedy for her own release; Y/n looks so satisfied and it leaves her feeling jealous.
Alexa thinks about kissing her but doesn’t know how Y/n will feel about tasting herself. Her question is answered when Y/n pulls herself up while also pulling Alexa’s body towards her own. She kisses her with a tired passion. It’s contagious as Alexa begins to pull her skirt so she can push her panties down. In a frenzy, she straddles Y/n and places her clit right over hers. She knows Y/n is feeling sensitive, but Alexa needs to feel her clit rolling over her wet one. Y/n hums into the kiss as Alexa begins to grind against her. It sends a jolt of electricity through bot of their bodies as everything intensifies completely. Alexa creates a rhythm with her rocking hips. It’s a bit harder for Y/n to catch up because she’s still reeling from the orgasm that stills sits in her body, but she eventually finds the rhythm created by Alexa.
There is no denying that Alexa is back in control now. Y/n is too tired to try to lead like she did earlier. It just feels right to have Alexa on top of her and using her body the way she wants to get off. Y/n begins to grind back against, a bit harder and faster. Alexa has to grab her hips to slow her down. She appreciates her efforts but Alexa wants to ride this out. Her nails poke into Y/n’s skin and it’s exactly what Y/n needs to have another jolt strike through her.
“Would’ve never expected you to be so needy and impatient, Y/n.”
For someone who is steadily rolling her hips, and clit catching Y/n’s slippery clit each time, Alexa is able to speak with a certain ease. Y/n wonders how she does it considering that she was a mess when trying to speak to Alexa earlier while her fingers were plunged in her pussy and her tongue was licking her clit. Alexa is just an enigma that she’s lucky to be fucking right now. Their bare thighs brush against each other’s and that’s enough to set Y/n off. Alexa keeps more of her composure, but if Y/n were to stare at her face hard enough, she’d see that she’s cracking and closer to the edge than she’d let on. She reaches up to pinch her own nipple as her tits jiggle from humping Y/n so wildly.
“Fuck,” she whines, her voice cracking this time.
She was shameless in her attempt to get off. Y/n just watched her in awe, less concerned with her own pleasure and more concerned with watching Alexa; she almost felt like a voyeur despite having her legs spread for the brunette. The breathy moans let Y/n know that Alexa is close. She disregards her attempt to take things slow and uses the hands gripping her hips as leverage to speed up instead of slow down. It seems like Alexa is appreciative of the gesture because she’s moaning louder. “Don’t stop,” she whines as she slowly transfers some of that control over to Y/n. Y/n listens to her needs and grinds her wet pussy against Alexa’s. Their juices mix together as they grow slippery from there being so much wetness. Y/n isn’t too concerned about cumming since she already came and she has all her attention on Alexa.
There was a dash of sensuality in their animalistic movements. Y/n didn’t consider this just simply a hook-up because she felt an emotional connection. It may be too hasty to think like that, but she can’t help it, especially when Alexa looks down at her through hooded eyes and a dazed smile spreads on her lips. Her tits bounce and her moans fizzle out into a sweet whimper. Y/n leans up to close the gap between them so she could kiss her again. Alexa moans into her mouth as they make out and hump each other hungrily. Y/n is feeling overstimulated but she deals with it as Alexa begins to reach her high.
“I’m cumming — I’m cumming, Y/n!”
She was desperate as she whined against her lips. Y/n held her and continued to keep up their steady pace as Alexa’s movements grew sloppy. Y/n encouraged her by stroking her back as she started to cum against her pussy. Y/n could feel the sweet gush against her own pussy as Alexa lets go and has her release.
They kiss until their bodies come to a quiet lull and their hips no longer feel the need to move for pleasure. Alexa is exhausted. She didn’t know what to expect from this, but a lot of it was surprising to her but it was all good surprises. She finds Y/n to be incredible, even though Y/n acts shy. Alexa peppers her face in kisses as a way to say “thank you” for allowing this to happen. She would’ve stopped the moment Y/n said something or she noticed anything that indicated that Y/n didn’t want this, but Y/n trusted her and that meant a lot to Alexa.
“We should probably clean ourselves up,” Alexa says with a lazy laugh.
Y/n pulls back from her and it looks as if she’s reverted back to her shy self. She doesn’t regret this, not one bit, but she is in disbelief at herself being bold enough to do this. Alexa begins to dress herself, but Y/n takes a little bit more time. Alexa notices her lingering.
“Are you good? Like are you okay with what just happened?”
Y/n was silent for a moment. Not because she had an answer that Alexa wouldn’t like, but because she didn’t want to overstate her feelings. “It was great,” she finally said, “but I wonder where this leaves us.”
“It can leave us wherever you want it to.”
With this option, Y/n wasn’t sure exactly what she wanted. Jumping into a relationship would be too hasty, but she also didn’t just want to be friends with benefits with Alexa. She thinks she’s great and would like to get to know more about her; after what they just did, that’s the least she can do.
“Okay…we should take things slow I guess. I like you, but I think it’d be best for both of us to slowly figure this out.”
“Okay. We can start next Wednesday, after you tutor me, let’s go get some food at the café. Sounds good?”
“Sounds good.”
Y/n didn’t expect a date to come out of this, but if she’s being honest with herself she’s over the moon. She was slightly disappointed that their next tutoring session will be in the library instead of Alexa’s dorm but at least she has a date to look forward to. She begins to clean up her books after deciding that they’ve studied enough for today. She slides the books into her book bag, but Alexa stops her. Y/n looks towards her to see the look of gratitude on the brunette’s face.
“No matter what though, Y/n, you’re still my favorite tutor.”
