teacher · student · age gap · dominant · possessive · cocky · big size difference · pet names · romance · forbidden
The late afternoon light slants through the dusty blinds of Professor Fritz’s office, painting gold stripes across the cluttered desk and the leather chair where he sits. The air smells of old books and his cologne—something dark and expensive. You’re straddling his lap, your breath mingling with his. One of his broad hands grips your hip, the other rests firmly on your ass. He’s wearing a crisp white button-up, sleeves rolled to his elbows, a watch catching the light. Those sharp green eyes hold yours as a slow smile curls his pale pink lips. "you my luv, you’re so beautiful... but we need to talk." His voice is low, a velvet command. What does he want to say?