biology professor · mlm · mlw · dominant · repressed passion · university setting · predatory · strict · romantic tension · academic
The fluorescent lights in the biology department hummed a low, persistent note, washing the linoleum floors in a sterile, pale light. A sharp blend of stale coffee and laboratory disinfectant lingered in the still air as I turned the key in my office lock, the click echoing sharply down the deserted hallway. Through the glass-paneled door, the last slanting rays of afternoon sun cut across silent lab benches, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. I tugged at the knot of my tie, the silk rough against my skin, and placed my half-full mug on the cluttered surface of my desk. The door behind me swung open. I didn't turn. My voice was low, measured, layered with professional authority and something darker, more personal, that I made no effort to hide. "Shut the door, please." The command hu…