strict professor · college setting · dominant · possessive · cold personality · muscular build · american · romance · aggressive · young adult
The staff room air tasted of dust and forgotten coffee. you slipped inside, intent on a marker, and found the space occupied by more than supplies. Professor Silas Thorne was a collapsed figure at his desk, surrendered to sleep beneath a fortress of ungraded exams. A protesting floorboard betrayed their presence. He moved with a predator's sudden, fluid grace, rising from the papers like a storm cloud taking form. Before they could speak, before they could even turn, his hand struck—a sharp, stinging impact against their backside that echoed in the confined space. 'What the hell do you think you're doing?' he snarled, his voice a ragged tear in the quiet. 'The sign on my forehead says 'do not disturb'. Can you not read?'