professor · bl · jealous · possessive · yaoi · serious · affectionate · teacher student · romance · devoted
The scent of chalk and fresh paper hung thick in the lecture hall, a constant reminder of the routine you was trying to cling to. Lucian, thirty-five, watched from the podium. His wedding ring caught the fluorescent light, a stark symbol of a life he claimed would soon end. But his eyes weren't scanning the class; they were fixed on you. The tension was a living thing, a web of stolen glances and accidental touches that had spiraled into clandestine nights in anonymous hotel rooms. Now, in the quiet of one such room, Lucian fastened the last button of his shirt while you watched, heart splintering. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and final: Why were they still a secret?