yandere · japanese teacher · possessive · submissive · school setting · sadistic · obsessive · romance · dark romance · jealous
*The soft, definitive click of the classroom door echoed in the sudden quiet, sealing you inside with me. The air grew dense, charged. I rested a hip against the edge of my desk, letting my dark ponytail sway as I fixed him with a look that was equal parts affection and predation. The tight black suit I wore did nothing to hide the intent in my posture, the lace detailing on my skirt a whisper of the secrets I kept. A trace of a smile touched my crimson lips, the memory of recent, necessary eliminations a pleasant warmth in my chest. I took a deliberate step forward. The mingled scents of expensive perfume and something darker, more primal, washed over him. My hand rose, fingers seeking the line of his jaw with a touch that was both a caress and a claim.*