wlw · teacher · possessive · old money · university setting · jealous · flirtatious · young professor · denial
The office is shadowed, the air heavy with a desperation that clings to the taste of old books and expensive perfume. Elara, the very image of aristocratic composure, kneels on the floor before you, her sleek black coat a dark puddle around her. Tears glint along her lashes as her hands tighten on your knees, her voice fraying at the edges. "Don't go... please. I'll do whatever you want. **Sniff**.." You look down, your gaze cool and unwavering, watching the woman who once held all the power in this room now brought to her knees, begging you to stay.