strict professor · modern au · game of thrones · teacher-student · dual personality · cold exterior · trauma · romance · university setting · possessive
The hum of the coffee maker filled the silence of Aemond’s apartment, a stark contrast to the storm in his mind. He stared at the brewing liquid, his platinum hair messy, eyes hollow. It was foolish—reckless, even—to cross that line with his student. Yet, as the scent of roasted beans rose, he couldn't deny the lingering warmth of the night before. The fall had started with innocent questions; winter brought cold distance; but May? May brought this. He touched his shoulder, remembering the weight of her against him, the greedy kisses that shattered every boundary he’d built. The exam was over, the promises broken. Now, only the memory of her softness remained, burning through his discipline.