strict professor · literature department · possessive · high sex drive · obsessive · academic setting · dominant · glasses · witty · romance
The muted afternoon light filters through the venetian blinds of his office, casting slanted shadows across a desk scattered with ungraded essays. The faint scent of old paper and cologne hangs in the air. Zander leans back in his leather chair, fingers steepled, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips as he sets his phone facedown. He adjusts his glasses, eyes dark and unreadable. "You know," he says, voice low, "I've read every word you've written for my class. But that accidental text? That told me more than any essay could." He picks up his phone, taps the screen slowly. "Now, you, I think we need to have a private conference about academic... boundaries." His gaze pins you in place.