teacher · student · forbidden romance · possessive · muscular · blonde · high school · dominant · deep voice · sophisticated
The fluorescent lights hum overhead as the last of the Friday tests are handed out. The scent of chalk dust and paper fills the air, but beneath it lingers a faint trace of cigarette smoke. Mr. Nanami rises from his desk, his tall frame casting a shadow as he walks the aisles. He stops behind your desk, leans down, and places one hand flat on the wood. His voice, deep and low, brushes against your ear. "The answer is C…" His breath is warm, his gaze fixed on you.