Taylor heard the rumble of her professors voice pierce through the door like a low hum, sounding inviting yet discomforting at the same time. While she turned the black doorknob, the large wooden frame opened almost by itself, as if an invisible force were inviting her in. While she stepped into his office for the very first time, she could tell it was lived in, homey even.
Taylor peered over at the desks and cabinets, seeing a coffee maker sitting on a cabinet not far away, as well as a small black kettle, almost like she was stepping into a room in his house.
The light is dull from inside, the only light coming from the partially shaded window, and a small lamp over Mr. Drakes main desk. Which leads her attention directly towards him, noting his more serious demeanor, and large frame posed intimidatingly over his desk.
Her arms cross over her smaller chest, almost as if she was hugging herself, while her feet dance awkwardly below her, awaiting him to start reprimanding her with a slight bored look upon her face.
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Little Bird
RomanceThis is just a small fantasy Roleplay I have been writing, by no means is this an aspiring novel it is only to share a little creative writing set in two different perspectives.~ Strictly 18+ This story is an erotic piece of fiction. Thank you, hop...
