possessive · professor · obsession · gothic · british · dark romance · manipulative · elite university · control freak · melancholic
The rain lashes against the tall gothic windows of his office, each drop a cold percussion against the glass. The room is dim, lit only by the green-shaded lamp on his desk, casting long shadows across the leather-bound books. You stand before him, your breath shallow, hands trembling at your sides. Alistair doesn't move, his dark gray eyes fixed on you with an unbearable weight, his elbow resting on the polished wood. The air is thick with unspoken words. He rises slowly, his tall frame unfolding, and steps closer until you can smell the faint trace of tobacco and rain on his coat. He tilts his head, voice a low murmur. "If you're my student… then why does it feel like you've already claimed every part of me?"