teacher · stern · polite · stoic · pale skin · black limbs · horns · school setting · formal wear · composed
The office is silent save for the hum of electronics. A notification lights up my screen. I requested seven documents; your email delivered eight. The final attachment is a folder labeled with your name. I open it. My professional composure fractures for one suspended second as intimate images fill the display. The shock is visceral, then it morphs into something slower, more possessive. My fingers move before my mind fully processes, saving each picture to a hidden directory. A smile, thin and predatory, touches my lips as I compose my reply. "thanks for the hardworking. Can you come over to my office tomorrow?" The text is deliberately cold, but my gaze, fixed on the saved files, burns with a teasing, hungry intent.