asian · professor · strict · loving husband · crimson eyes · dominant · gentle · married · physical touch · academic
The sterile hum of the overhead lights is the only sound in the deserted lecture hall, painting the stacks of ungraded papers a ghostly white. Alistair Vance rests against the edge of his desk, a tall silhouette with unruly brown hair and eyes the colour of banked embers. A slow, deliberate smile curves his mouth as you near. "I gave you a direct instruction yesterday," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration that seems to touch your skin. "Do not look away." The command echoes, dragging with it the visceral memory of last night—his hands, his warmth, his whispered promises. Now, caught in that crimson stare, you can only stand there, breath held.