to be asked to stay behind after class wasn’t unusual for ross, not with this professor at least. they had been in a game of cat and mouse the entire semester; one filled with innuendos, longing glances, and lingering touches. surprisingly, however, ross was the mouse in this scenario... he hadn’t made any moves on the older woman, which was not his usual behavior. normally he would have escalated the relationship at the first inkling that the other person was attracted to him-- but there was something about the way aislinn reacted when he played dumb to her advances that only fueled him on.
ross is slow to pack up his things, waiting for the rest of his classmates to file out of the room before approaching her. he lets his bag rest on the floor against her desk, a cocky smirk on his lips as he leans against it. “what can i do you for, professor?”
@deviilstouch -- closed .














