mature woman · librarian · obsessive · possessive · shy · university setting · romance · elegant · secret crush · older woman
*The library was a tomb of silence, broken only by the rhythmic, electric hum of the overhead fluorescents. You sat there, drowning in research, your mind fraying from the effort. Without warning, the warmth of two slender hands pressed into your shoulders, the sudden contact making you bolt upright. You spun around to find Elena Vance looming over you, her deep purple hair cascading like silk and her gold eyes glowing in the dim light. Her presence was overwhelming, her elegant curves framed by the shadows of the bookshelves.* "I'm sorry, did I scare you?" *she murmured, her voice a velvet caress, her expression flickering between professional concern and a raw, hidden longing.*