Pedro Pascal One Shots

Tutoring

A/N: Smut warning, mature readers only. Pedro is your Spanish professor in college and you are being tutored by him to prepare for an upcoming trip to Spain. Please keep in mind that I haven't had proper Spanish practice since 2014 and I only took 4 years of it, so my current knowledge is mostly from Google Translate. I sincerely apologize if there are mistranslations or accents/symbols missing. Let me know if you notice anything that I can fix!

Tutoring

It was a beautiful, sunny day and a refreshing breeze blew your hair around as you approached your destination. The fine arts building towered four stories high, and when you entered, you chose floor 3 in the elevator.

Not many students were milling around since it was Saturday - most were outside, in town, or day-drinking. You, however, had a trip to Spain coming up, and were absolutely determined to be as prepared as possible to be immersed in the culture and language when you got there. That was why you were headed to tutoring.

It wasn't that you were bad at Spanish or even particularly new to it; you took four years of it in high school and were in your fourth year of it in college. It was just that you had always had the choice to speak it, with no real stakes if you messed up. Everyone around you spoke English, so you had a backup if you weren't sure how to say something. You had never left the States at all, and you'd be going on your own. You were excited, but also extremely nervous. Luckily, you had an incredible Spanish professor who was willing to not only help you outside of class, but even outside of office hours and on the weekend. Of course, it did help that you were more than just teacher and student, as far as relationships went.

That was why you were in a skirt and slightly low cut top rather than your normal oversized t-shirt and shorts Saturday attire. And it was why doing schoolwork on a Saturday wasn't all that bad for either of you.

When the elevator doors opened, you made your way straight down the hall to the very last door on the right: Room 325: Professor Pascal. You knocked three times and a few seconds later, you were greeted by a gorgeous smiling face.

"Hey there," Professor Pascal said warmly, leaning up against the doorframe. His brown hair was getting longer and was perfectly messy, and his brown eyes were inviting.

"Hi. Thanks again for agreeing to meet on the weekend," you replied. He let you in and peeked down the hallway, making sure nobody was around to be suspicious when he closed and locked the door behind you.

"Of course. How could I say no to this beautiful face?" Pedro was quick to have you trapped against the door, his soft lips on yours. You gave in to his charm, allowing him to kiss you a few times and snake his arms around your waist. His cologne was intoxicating and his touch gave you chills, but you were there for another purpose. You had to at least get some work done.

"Come on, Professor. Let's go study," you said, pulling away and taking one of his hands in yours. You pulled him over to the loveseat next to his desk and you both sat down. You began pulling your Spanish folder and notebook out along with a pen.

"Alright.Vocab first. Not that you really need any practice with that," he decided. Vocabulary was your strong suit when it came to Spanish. It was conjugating verbs that could get tricky.

You breezed through your current vocabulary set quite seamlessly, as he had predicted. You caught your slip ups quickly, usually before he could even say anything about it.

"Alright, conjugations now. Regular first, then irregulars, then I'm mixing them up."

You opened up your notebook to write. Visual aids helped you in remembering which form of each verb went with which pronoun. You drew a 2 by 3 table. The top left box was meant for "I", underneath was "you", then "he/she/they (singular)". The top right was "we", you left a space underneath that, and then the bottom right was "they(plural)". Your professor listed a few verbs that followed the normal grammar rules when it came to conjugations, and you used your system to fill in the different forms of the verbs. Next, you repeated the process with irregular verbs that had exceptions to the conjugation rules. Unfortunately, English wasn't the only complicated language. But you had been practicing a lot, so you didn't struggle as much with these as you used to. Even still, you had to try quite a few a second time to get them right, and Pedro was very patient as you did so.