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Maybe
it’s because the Mortuary Science professor is so incorrigible that
he’s also maddeningly attractive.You’re
really not surprised that most of his students pay attention to
nothing else but him during class. Not only is he one of the most
handsome teachers on campus – skin like alabaster, long silver
hair, and chartreuse eyes that are often hidden – he’s also one
of the scariest. That is, he’s harsh with his grading, and he has
his own rules for the classroom that differ from the university’s
rules in general. What he says is that you’ll follow his rules, “or
else!” So far, he’s been just frightening enough that nobody’s
been willing to find out what or else is.His
students from previous classes have even nicknamed him The
Undertaker, both because of the major he teaches and because
he’s so brutal with grading and rules. (His real name is Adrian
Crevan, and you don’t think you’ve ever heard anyone call him Mr.
Crevan. Nobody seems to call him anything but Undertaker.)Given
that you’re working closely with him every day, students frequently
ask you if you know what his or else is. Whenever they do, you
just reply, “You end up like me… grading papers and driving
practice cadavers to class!” The look they all get on their face is
hilarious, especially after you tell them that after a while of
transporting cadavers, your car starts to smell like dead people.And
of course, Adrian laughs so hard at that, you don’t have the
heart to tell the students the truth, that not only do you not use
your own car, they’re not even real corpses. (As soon as the
students use them for practice, you’re found out, but most everyone
forgets about your comments by then.)All
in all, you actually like the work that you’re doing with Adrian.
You get to assist him while also attending his classes and earning
your degree. Despite the fact that it is a lot of work to help
him out while you’re trying to pay attention, take notes, and
participate in class, it’s a kind of challenge that you have fun
balancing. Even when you have some free time, you’ll pop in to help
just so you can see him. Though he’s not always teaching class when
you do, he always accepts your help. There’s a lot for a professor
to do, so you get the sense he appreciates any little bit of
assistance.He’s
got such a refreshing personality. One might think a mortician (or,
really, anybody who has anything to do with the profession) is a
morbid person. Not Adrian. He loves to make and hear jokes, he’s
always laughing or smiling, and outside of his strict grading and
classroom rules, he’s a fairly easygoing man. He seems to get along
with everybody, students and teachers alike.It
also appears that he has a special interest in you for some reason.Today
is one of the days when he doesn’t have many classes scheduled, and
you’ve only got one or two, so most of your free time is spent in
Adrian’s classroom, helping with whatever he needs. He’s taking
the opportunity to catch up on grading a few sets of essays he’s
been behind on. The students completed these a month ago and are
still waiting to see their marks. Even though he usually only takes a
week or two with getting assignments like this back to them, you know
he’s been busy since finals are coming up next month. He doesn’t
say anything, but you think he’s busy with his personal life as
well. Lately he just seems a bit tired.You
know better than to ask; he doesn’t talk about his personal life
much and seems like he’s not interested in doing so. You just help
him in any way you can, and you’re pretty sure he knows you’re
here if he decides he wants to talk.“Adriaaaaaaan,”
you call, tapping your red marker against the desk for a second. He’s
sitting right at his desk while you’re in one of the students’
desks. So why not ask him rather than mess this up? “How much did
you want me to take off for spelling and grammar mistakes, again?”A
hum leaves him before he glances up toward you with a smile.
“Five-page essays, y’ take off three points f’r ev’ry one’a
those, ‘n’ five points for anythin’ that ain’t formatted
right, like the ‘eaders.” Another moment passes in silence, then
he moves to get up. “Y’ alright, love? We been at it a while. Y’
wanna take a little break?”“Oh
– if you want. I just know you’re busy, so I was trying to get as
much done as I could…” You smile back and set your marker down.
If he’s offering a break, though, you’re happy to take it. He
probably needs one, too. Even though you can’t see his eyes, you’re
willing to bet there are dark lines under them. “You’re gonna
join me, right? You’ve been working so hard lately, Adrian.”“Hehe…
y’ think, ‘uh?” He stretches before coming over to where you’re
sitting and leaning over your shoulder. Although it seems like he’s
looking at something, you haven’t the faintest clue what he might
be looking at. “Y’re sweet. ‘N’ y’ know, I like yer ‘air
like this. Put up ‘n’ all.” His fingers start fiddling with
your messy bun, and you can sort of feel his long fingernails poking
lightly against your scalp. “Makes y’ look kinda like a sexy
librarian, ehehehe!”Your
face flushes as soon as you hear that. Did he seriously just call you
sexy…? You and Adrian have sort of casually flirted with
each other before, but this is the first time he’s said anything
quite like that. “Oh, my God, no…” A smile finds its way onto
your face regardless. Having him say things like that and be touching
your hair feels… so intimate.He
chuckles, continuing to play with your bun. His fingers and nails
twist around and tug some strands of hair out of it, and yet, you
can’t really bring yourself to care that much. It was falling down
before anyway. “Y’r ‘air’s soft, too. I ain’t movin’ too
fast ‘ere, am I? ‘Cause…” His hands move down, fingers
spreading with a feather-light touch against your neck. “I could
slow down. Y’know, if… if y’ ain’t as int’ this ol’ bat
as ‘e is int’ y’.”“Adrian…”
Your smile gets a little wider. You roll your neck to one side,
giving him an opening if he wants to do more than just touch you
there. “If you’re going to do something… like… kiss me…
just do it.”“Mm…
right, right…” That seems to be all the prompting he needs. His
hands shift again, and this time, they press down against your hips
as his mouth sets itself against your neck. You think you feel teeth
scrape lightly against your skin, but you can’t be sure. It all
feels so… good. He lets out a sigh, warm breath ghosting
over your neck. “Been wantin’ ta do this f’r a while.”“Oh…
yeah… me, too…” you murmur. After a moment, you think you’re
bold enough to reach up and twine your arm around his neck to pull
him closer against you. “You know, I’ve… kind of had a crush on
you.”God,
that laugh of his is like a shot of espresso. It makes you feel warm
and energetic. “No kiddin’? Same ‘ere.”You
tense up and laugh along when he kisses your neck again. Hopefully
nobody walks in; his next class doesn’t start for an hour. “Aw.
Well, in that case, maybe we should go out sometime.”“Y’
think?” His hands stay where they are, nails digging gently into
your hips, and he bends down to press a kiss to your lips. “Yeah,
we could. ‘S up ta y’, anyway. Real relationship might be nice
f’r once… I can’t remember the last time I ‘ad somethin’
like that.”He’s
so intoxicating. You feel like you could stay like this with him
forever and not be bored. “Sounds good to me. Why don’t I pick
you up for dinner tomorrow? Around seven? Or we could see a movie?”He
gives you another kiss, and one of his arms snakes around to circle
your stomach, right under your chest. “I got a better idea, if y’re
up f’r it. ‘Ow ‘bout I cancel my evenin’ class, ‘n’ we
can… fool round, right on my desk?”Your
whole face goes red at what he’s implying. You’re not drunk off
his kiss anymore, but this… this might be nice.“You
know…” You tilt your head back, grinning at him. “We could do
that without you canceling the class. I think we could be fast
enough.”It’s
his turn to blush. After a few seconds, though, he returns your grin.
“Lord, I think I’m in love.”
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