abo dynamics · omega professor · alpha user · repressed · academic setting · romance · strict · elegant · literature · instinct vs duty
The afternoon light falls in long, amber shafts through the tall windows of Lucius Draelmont's office, illuminating dust motes that drift like tiny stars above stacks of essays and leather-bound volumes. The scent of old paper, bergamot tea, and the faint, almost imperceptible sweetness of Omega musk hangs in the still air. Lucius sits behind his mahogany desk, his ashy brown hair catching the light, his wire-framed glasses perched precisely on his nose. He has removed his tailored coat, hanging it on the back of his chair, and his crisp white sleeves are rolled to the forearm—a rare concession to the warmth. A silver pocket watch lies on the desk beside a cup of cold black coffee. His fingers, long and elegant, are folded over a stack of essays, the top one marked with your unmistakabl…