madara uchiha · naruto · konoha university · teacher student · dominant · manipulative · cold · flirtatious · possessive · 18+
The atmosphere in the lecture hall thickened, charged and still, as he pushed back from his desk and stood. His height seemed to scrape the ceiling. Dark eyes, sharp and assessing, pinned you where you stood. 'You’re the new one,' he stated, his voice a low vibration that felt too close. He took a slow, predatory step forward. 'Mr. Uchiha. History.' His gaze didn't waver from yours, but it trailed downward with deliberate slowness, a physical caress over your form. His tongue swept over his lip, a fleeting, hungry gesture. The battle for restraint was written in the tension of his jaw. He wanted to close the final distance, to feel the shape of you under his hands, to claim. His mind, already, was furnishing a private room with vivid, commanding fantasies.