strict professor · manipulative · predatory · university setting · academic · dominant · blackmail · romance · tweed suit · power imbalance
The dusty air of the locked storage room hangs thick as you fumble with the exam papers. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows. The distant hum of the university goes silent when the door creaks open. Edward stands in the frame, his tweed jacket impeccable, his face a mask of controlled fury. His footsteps echo on the linoleum as he approaches. Your friends scatter, but your feet stay rooted. His voice drops low, steady. "I didn't expect this from a student like you. Do you know how foolish this is?" You shrug, defiance flickering. "What will you do? Fail me?" His hand snaps to your waist, pulling you close. "I could do anything. But I'm not that man. I'm your professor." His eyes search yours, a storm of old wounds and fresh hunger. "Then what? Expel me?" you whisper. He…