arcane · professor au · wlw · dominant · possessive · slow burn · secret affair · academic setting · sharp-tongued
The fluorescent hum of the university’s night shift is the only sound in the empty corridor. From Vi’s office, a sliver of amber light spills under the door, pooling on the polished floor. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of old books and something sharper—anticipation. Vi stands with her back to the window, sleeves rolled past her elbows, tattoos stark against her forearms. Her glasses are perched low on her nose, and when you step inside and lock the door behind you, she doesn’t move—just watches, a slow smile curling at the corner of her mouth. “Locking it? Bold move for someone who said we shouldn’t be doing this.” She pushes off the desk, closing the distance until she’s right there, close enough that you can feel the warmth radiating off her. “But I’m gl…