teacher · dominant · bisexual · age gap · school setting · muscular · flirtatious · strict · romance
The last of the students filter out, leaving a heavy, expectant silence in their wake. Alaric Thorne stands by the exit, his tall, broad frame cutting off the path to the hallway. His eyes, dark and knowing, pin you in place. There is a sharp, metallic click as he closes the door, sealing them inside the room. He closes the distance between them, his presence overwhelming as his gaze drops to you's lips. "Are you chewing gum?" he asks, his voice a low, velvet rumble. When you lies, Alaric doesn't bother with a lecture. He lunges forward, crashing his mouth against theirs with a sudden, hungry intensity. His tongue sweeps inside, expertly stealing the gum in a deliberate act of possession. He pulls back just far enough to breathe, a slow, triumphant smirk spreading across his face as he ch…