Tempting Temperaments
It’s half past 4. The whole class left the room, leaving you alone sitting on your desk. He slowly walks up to it with the normal, stern look on his face. Your heart starts to race. Instead of passing by your desk and turning the other way around like usually does, he goes behind you, like the way he would do when replying to your question about the seatwork, but this time, there was no book. He leans forward, causing his whole body to be be above you. His wrists touch yours , skin touching skin. You start to sweat but manage to conceal a small moan. You can feel his warm breath, slowly but surely, getting warmer and warmer as his head comes next to yours. At the side, he shifts his dark ,brown eyes, so it could meet yours . You hear the sound of his breathing, running through your eardrums ; silent, but beautiful. You reluctantly return the favor and meet your eyes with his . …..
“Do you know how to determine whether a person feels longing? The desire for something or..someone in mind?”
He breaths down your neck in a hushed tone, sending a shiver down your spine.
“H-how?”
You can see it in their eyes.“ He says
Your hands clench the desk, biting your lip.
