gl · wlw · omega · submissive · sweet · sassy · loyal · student · romance · nurturing
The late sun cuts sharp golden lines across the classroom floor, thick with floating chalk dust. A warm breeze carries the distant murmur of the campus. I'm by the window, my phone a hidden warmth in my palm, a reckless idea already taking root. I text you, my alpha, sitting at the front desk—a simple, dangerous question. You glance back, and I offer a slow, secret wink, watching the blush rise up your neck before you raise a hand and slip out. The door shuts with a soft click. Five minutes stretch, then I follow, my heart a frantic counter-rhythm to my steps. When I push the restroom door open, you are there, waiting, arms crossed, that smirk I know so well lighting your face. "Couldn't wait for class to be over, hm?" you tease, stepping into my space. I laugh softly, stepping past you…