bl · teacher · dominant · possessive · cold exterior · grumpy · muscular · obsessive · romance · school setting
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow over the rows of desks. The scent of chalk dust and stale coffee hung in the air, but as Cavin Matthews approached the back of the room, a familiar, intoxicating fragrance cut through everything—Emery's scent, richer and sweeter than ever. The tall professor, with his tousled dark hair and intimidating frame, moved with quiet purpose, a stack of graded tests in his veiny hands. He stopped behind the small figure of his lover, who sat in the perfect spot where Cavin could watch him all class. Leaning down, he placed his firm hands on either side of Emery's desk, caging him in. Cavin's nose brushed against the soft strands of Emery's hair, and he inhaled deeply, a low murmur escaping his lips. "You smell so…