Having gained a position within the facility of P.Y.R.A.M.I.D., you currently acted as a teacher to the various students that were enrolled at the academy. The need for competent instructors that were ready and active within P.Y.R.A.M.I.D.'s influence of planets gave you a secure place where you were safe and cared for. Not only were you living in the facility where you worked but so were the variety of students that you taught everyday. As a human things were relatively simple for you, P.Y.R.A.M.I.D. had been constructed to mostly accommodate carbon based humanoid beings. It was comfortable if not repetitive, but there was little reason to complain.
In the classroom you taught groups of students by the hour as each attended according to their own schedules and needs. Not to mention their off school duties to P.Y.R.A.M.I.D. when they were required to go on the missions they trained for. There was little one on one interaction as an instructor and thankfully most students were intelligent enough that additional help wasn't needed. However, every so often a student would come by with a question or worse yet a complaint that needed to be addressed. There were unique ways to handle these things on your own as you'd come to learn.
Today was one of those days.
There wasn't even a knock at the door as it slid open, you having not taken the effort to lock it, never thinking someone would just barge in. Marching forward was a student you'd only recently come to know of but had quite a reputation already.
"Hey uh, professor? Yeah, there's something I need to talk to you about? Like, right now. It's super important." Cleopatra explained, standing before your desk. A human girl who had appeared in the middle of the semester and joined classes out of the blue. Few knew her background and those that did only explained she was a special case that required the assistance of P.Y.R.A.M.I.D. That was fine, after all assisting a student that may have been displaced from the war wasn't uncommon. Cleo was not only a friendly girl that had been making friends quickly but also quite a beautiful one. Her appearance unique from the other students you'd seen along with her attention grabbing behavior. The second half was where the problems came in unfortunately.
Cleopatra may have been the worst student you'd ever seen. It wasn't that she lacked intelligence, more like she seemed to lack any knowledge of the world around her. Once a subject no longer interested her that was the end of it and maintaining her attention span was a miracle. All the more difficult in that she didn't seem to care to learn anything she wasn't already familiar with or believed she was an expert in already. Dismissing her abrasive entrance you give her permission to continue.
"Well you see, I couldn't help but notice that you failed me on our last test." Cleo began and you explained that indeed you had done this. Using your computer to pull up her test entry you showed her the places where she'd gotten several points of information wrong. Funny enough it was a multiple choice test. Even if she'd been guessing you thought she would have done better than how she scored. "Okay so, yeah, maybe I didn't get all the questions right. But I was thinking you could... I don't know, give me a little break and raise my grade up?"
This proposition wasn't anything new to you. Wherever Cleo had come from clearly had similar tactics to all your other students when it came to begging for favors. You carefully explain to Cleo how altering her grade would be quite against your own responsibility as an instructor and advise that she study more for the next test in hopes of raising it up. While that felt like a proper answer that should have shot down any further begging Cleopatra wasn't about to give up.
"Yeah, you see... I promise I'll do that for sure. But I kind of need this taken care of right now. Before today is over. Maybe in the next hour even?" Cleo explained. "Khensu told me that if my grades went any lower I was going to be cut from field assignments and if he finds out that I failed this test it's going to cost me big for who knows how long!" While you understood her situation it seemed like the only person that was responsible for it was herself. Explaining that to her you removed her test from your screen to return to your original work. Cleopatra however wasn't deterred from her mission.
"Look maybe I can... I dunno, do some kind of extra credit? Seriously, I'll do anything!" She said, looking around the room. "Do you need me to deliver something for you or like, grade some papers alongside you!?" She asked, looking around frantically to try and find some way to bring you around to her side. Searching your office she found your P.Y.R.A.M.I.D. uniform hanging on the wall, boots next to it on the floor. "How about I shine your shoes!? I could do that!" Cleo offered, running over to where your uniform was and bending down to pick up your boots. You were about to force her out the door when you caught sight of her bending over.
For the female students their uniform coats generally went down far enough to act as a skirt, covering anything that could have been seen above the thigh line for those that wanted to keep it hidden. However the way she moved lifted the back up for you to see just how tight her pants were as she then righted herself and began to rub the top of your boot with the hem of her jacket. Offering the pathetic attempt as a way to appease you for raising her grade. It wasn't enough, but you informed her you'd just thought of a way she could earn it as your finger moved to a button that closed and locked your office door. Cleopatra didn't even notice in her excitement.
"Really!? That's great, I can do whatever you want. Nothing is too difficult for me, promise." You let her know that's good news as you slide your chair back farther away from your desk. "So what will it be? I'm your girl, just name it." As she stood there eagerly awaiting your next order you let Cleo know that she can manage to raise her grade through physical activity alone. But she won't be needing her uniform for it.
"Oh, that sounds okay. But... why won't I need my uniform? Is this like some kind of club activity? Do I need a different outfit?" Cleopatra asked but her words stopped and her eyes grew wide as she watched you stand up and slide off your pants, allowing your erect cock to come into view for her. She looked between you and it a few times until the thoughts came together and she realized what you were suggesting. "Wait... you want me to have sex with you!?"
She was clearly upset and this reaction didn't surprise you. Cleopatra seemed prone to anger and outburst quite regularly. Her hands balled up into fists and she scowled. "That's... look, it's not like I haven't... seen one before." She said, looking away and crossing her arms. "There were men that asked this kind of stuff of me back home a lot when they got the chance... but I never gave it to them then. Doesn't mean I'm going to now." Understanding her point you let Cleopatra know that you respect her decision and they'll leave her grade untouched for now. Reaching down to pull your pants back up Cleo put a hand out. "Wait... wait a second, I just... is there any other way? Do people really do this kind of stuff here!?"
You knew such a thing wasn't exactly common practice. There were plenty of stories of students who used their physical attraction to get through school more than knowledge or studies. However you explained to Cleo that this sort of thing is often what girls like her did to get by in a hurry. Adding that it was completely optional and she didn't have to feel pressured if she didn't want to. When you added that this was all up to her you could see her conflict as Cleopatra grip the sides of her arms in contemplation, weighing her choices carefully. Sighing hard she turned her back to you and unclasped her belt. "The future is so weird. I don't get it at all."
You didn't really understand what she meant by that but didn't complain, sitting back in your chair as you watched her remove her jacket and then take off her shirt underneath, tossing the items onto the floor. With a sigh, she eventually kicked off her boots and pulled her pants down as well, turning back to you in a simple white bra and panties. "So... this is what you wanted?" She asked, scowling as she looked at you. Though you explain she won't be needing those pieces of clothing either and with a growl from clenched teeth Cleopatra removed the last articles of clothing to stand naked before you.
Not completely naked, the gold crown on her head stayed but you didn't mind that. It actually looked very good on her, the layers of gold in her black hair shining in contrast to her brown skin and olive eyes. Instructing her to get on your lap, Cleopatra carefully climbed onto the chair, resting her knees on either side of you and hovering over your cock as if she was attempting to keep away from it. "So... this is all you wanted me to do?" She asked annoyed but you let her know there's far more to it, reminding her of her promise to do anything to raise her grade up. Regretting her choice of words Cleo lowered herself down on your lap and let her pussy rub against your cock.
"This is so weird..." Cleopatra complained as she gripped the top of your chair and carefully rubbed herself against your erection. You gently advised her to apply more pressure, resting a hand on her lower back to encourage her to move closer to you. It was a little awkward on the chair together but she manages with a still sour expression as you felt her pussy drag against your cock in slow rubs up and down.
"So how long am I supposed to do this for?" She asked, you informing her that she'd know when she was finished. Cleopatra grunted in annoyance. "Well then, can I hurry it up?" She suggested, grinding her hips faster against you. The extra pressure felt good you had to admit, her athletic body pressed up against your chest as she continued to grind herself down on the length of your cock was better than you expected. Your hand lowered down her backside and grabbed hold of her ass, Cleopatra letting out a surprised yelp when she felt your hand but not complaining to avoid upsetting you. "Listen you... I'll do this cause... cause I really need it." She said, her cheeks flushed as you could feel her pussy growing damp with excitement even if she was against this. "But you better not go telling anybody about this!"
You promise her that you didn't plan to tell a soul. Not that you wanted this information getting out to the public either, but thankfully it seemed Cleo was so new to life in the academy that it never crossed her mind this was out of place. She was making small grunts as she was pushing down on your lap, her brow still furrowed as she worked her hips. It was then you suggested a better way to finish the job faster. "If it means I don't have to be at this all day I'm willing to try something else." Cleopatra said, despite the blush on her face.
Placing your hands on her hips you guide her up over your lap and pull her down towards your cock. Cleo wincing as she felt it press against her pussy entrance. "Wait! Wait are... are you sure it's going to fit?" She asked, her expression less disgust and more apprehension. You let her know it won't be a problem and pulled her further down, Cleo's mouth opening wide as her body shivered feeling at being penetrated. You only make it a short way inside of her and she gasps for air when you stop. "It's... it's too much... it won't go in." Deciding that she might need a little encouragement you drop your thumb over her clit and began to rub it gently.
"Don't... touch there... stop..." Cleo moaned but didn't fight, her hands dropping onto your shoulders from the head of the chair as she gripped tightly. "It feels weird... when you rub that. It's not going to... fit..." Guiding her hips up slightly you pull back and push upward into her as you pull Cleo down. The girl gasping and you find that you're able to get deeper now. You congratulate Cleo for a job well done and move her hips again to help you go just a little deeper. She doesn't take the praise well as her body shudders with each push in. "I hate... the future… I'm really... getting hot..." Leaning forward Cleo rests her head on your shoulder while her body starts to accept your cock, sliding in easier and smoother with each push inside.
Once the resistance had passed you were able to easily bounce her on your lap, Cleopatra moaning with each thrust up into her as her ass slapped down with a wet sound onto you. Your right hand stayed between her legs, giving her clit gentle and consistent rubs while she was fucked. "Wait... wait... it's... wait... it's..." Cleo muttered but you didn't stop as her fingers gripped into your shoulders and she let out a high pitched moan into your ear. Her thighs closing tight around you as she came onto your cock. Her muscles clenched all around you, growing tighter before she lost her grip and leaned on your body for support. "I'm so... tired. Can't move. Told you to... wait..."
You ask Cleopatra if she's sure she can't move anymore and she gently shakes her head, able to feel her heart beating fast against your chest. When you let her know that it's okay there is a sound of relief in her sigh that follows. But her expression becomes panicked when you hook your hands under her thighs and lift her up as you rise out of the chair. Informing her that she won't have to do all the work anymore, you lay her on her back on your desk, spreading her legs apart as you continue to fuck her.
The previous disgust in her olive eyes is replaced by a helpless resignation as she realizes there's no escaping this fate. Her hands move behind her head to grip the edges of the desk as you continue to push into her. Breasts shaking with each thrust up into her pussy and Cleopatra no longer holding back her moans as she endured being penetrated. Leaning over her you lick at her skin, tasting her nipple in your mouth and bracing yourself on the desk to push your hips even faster.
"Oh... it's... still so much..." She moaned, eyes rolling back as she laid her head on the desk. "Not... inside of me. Please don't... cum inside." Respecting her wish you pull yourself out of her pussy before your can climax, watching as Cleopatra's fingers and toes curled up and her muscles clenched with your sudden exit from her body. Walking around the desk you take your cock in your hand and stroke until you cum onto her face and chest, Cleo closing her eyes but doing nothing to avoid the sticky substance that coats her face and breasts.
Moving back around to your chair you sit down, letting the beautiful girl on your desk catch her breath as her legs dangled over the edge. Pussy still dripping wet excitement onto the surface she laid on. Pulling up her test score you make a few corrections here and there on the easier questions to mark them as having been solved. After you're finished you inform Cleo that she's now passed with a C+ on her test.
"Mmm? Test?" Cleo asked, eyes glossy from the sexual encounter you'd both shared. "Oh, yeah, thank you professor. I learned... a whole lot today from you."