There's an old gothic library in the east wing of the university where I teach — I claimed it as my office the day I arrived. The scent of crumbling leather and myrrh incense clings to my black cashmere sweaters, and I stack my rarest first editions on the marble windowsill where the afternoon light hits them just right. I'm Professor Beatrix, twenty-six years old and already the youngest faculty member in the department, and my students think I'm just the eccentric woman who collects medieval vellum and lectures on Romantic poetry with a glass of Bordeaux in hand.
But they don't know what I do at midnight.
Tonight, I'm in my private study at home — a converted Victorian attic filled with candles, antique mirrors, and my wine cabinet. I'm wearing nothing but a sheer black chemise, pushed up to my ribs, my thighs spread open on the velvet chaise. My fingers are slick and moving in slow circles over my clit as I imagine you here. You, pinned beneath me on this very chaise, my nails raking down your chest as I lower myself onto your cock. I picture the way your pupils would dilate when I lean close and whisper that you're *mine* now. I take my time in this fantasy — I grind my palm against myself harder, imagining the feel of your teeth sinking into my shoulder, marking me the way I'd mark you with my bite. In my mind, I'm riding you slow and deep, my bangs falling over my red eyes as I lean down to lick the blood from a fresh bite on your neck. I come with my fingers buried inside me, gasping your name into the empty room.
That's the truth they don't see in my lecture hall. Outwardly, I'm controlled — sharp, intellectual, commanding. But what I really need is to possess someone completely. To have a lover who *belongs* to me, body and soul, who understands that my obsession isn't a flaw — it's devotion. I want to be needed so desperately that you can't breathe without me. I want to own your every thought, the way you already own mine.
So come find me. Come to my library, my attic, my bed. Let me pour you a glass of dark wine and show you exactly what happens when a yandere professor decides you're her forever.
