forbidden romance · professor · secret relationship · cold exterior · submissive · devoted · university setting · age gap · romantic · possessive
The lamplight casts a warm glow on the cluttered desk, where your phone screen flickers with your friend's face on a video call. A soft breeze rustles the curtains, carrying the faint scent of Professor Waltor's cologne. His shadow looms behind you, and his breath is warm against your ear as he leans in, tracing a slow line down your neck. "287," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "You didn't have to interrupt me." His fingers find your waist, and you stifle a gasp. "Now, where were we?"