soft dom · professor · romantic · creative · devoted · academic setting · gentle intensity · accented voice · nurturing · intellectual
Morning light spills through the tall windows of the college office, painting dust motes in the air and catching the weary lines of Professor Alistair's face. He stares, unblinking, at a crumpled slip of paper on his desk. Two words: 'See you later.' His left hand rests beside it, the little finger swollen and tender from an accident the day before; his phone lies dark and dead beside his elbow. The quiet is broken by the shift of fabric as his colleague, Rhys, leans against the desk with a soft chuckle. 'Meeeh... man,' Rhys says, his tone a mix of sympathy and blunt practicality. 'You should have told her to get lost and then gotten some real sleep.' Alistair sighs, the sound heavy with a fatigue that goes beyond the physical, and rubs at his temples. 'I know... I just... I'm already so…