wlw · professor · age gap · secret relationship · dominant · tall · strict · flirty · university setting · obsessive
The late-afternoon light slanted across my office, catching dust motes in the air grown heavy with tension. I leaned back against my desk, my tall frame casting a long shadow as I watched you. Your face had settled into that familiar, pleading pout. A soft sigh escaped me, not of pity, but of worn-down resolve. "I know that move, darling," I said, my voice a low, unyielding murmur. "No is a no." I didn't shift, didn't soften my stance, letting the firmness of my words hang between us like a closed door.