professor | r. lupin

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The little ball of fluff on the professor's desk enjoyed all the pets it was receiving. The pile of exams was now abandoned in the corner and Remus was busy playing with the pet. Coco only responded to three people until now: Rose, Dell and Fred. She curled herself near the man's chest and warmed herself up. Remus allowed himself to glance over at the student a few times, but he just couldn't meet her eyes. She was so focused in writing. The girl was nervously swinging her legs which slightly hung from the chair and her hand was playing with the buttons on her robe. He couldn't help but smile at the innocent movements. The bunny had fallen asleep in professor's hands and he could finally put the pet aside and continue with his work.

His mind didn't cooperate. Images of Roseanne on her knees made his knees weak. He tried his hardest to act serious around her, but seeing that white lock of hair among other students made his heart beat just a little faster. The protective feeling he got when those two students wanted to attack her made him stop and question himself. Rose seemed so small and innocent. She barely spoke and just hid behind him. It made him want to be around her all the time so nobody could lay a finger on her. Besides protecting her, he also wished to touch her. He wanted to brush her hair, kiss her lips, hold her hand, caress her cheeks and make her melt in his arms. But he also wished to cup her face and kiss her hard, grab her waist and press her small body against his. He wanted to feel her fingers in his hair and holding onto his shoulders as he touches her the way she loves it.

He didn't even realise that he was staring at her for a longer time. The ink dripping from his quill had ruined one of the exams and Remus bit the inside of his cheek so he wouldn't swear out loud. He didn't even see that Rose was staring at the dripping liquid, her mouth slightly open and her chest slowly rising and falling. Her eyes met the hazel ones for a split second and she immediately looked down at her papers. The man sighed, then went back to fixing the paper. He cast a spell to clean the mess, then glanced over at the brown haired girl again. Clouds of lust hovered over his mind again and he found himself trying to enter her mind. Merlin, what a sight.

Between all that studying, books and her friends, Remus saw himself. He saw himself between the library shelves, in a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a wand in his hands and Rose pressed against those shelves. His wand slowly traveled up her thigh and gently raised her skirt, making her let out a sigh. Her chest was pressed against his and he just knew that he could feel her heart beating. Then, Remus saw himself leaning in to kiss the girl. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him closer, standing on her tiptoes. She looked adorable with her messy hair and pink cheeks, pressing her body against his and asking for more than just thigh caressing. His lips finally landed on hers, making Remus feel something he didn't feel for a long time. Butterflies. He didn't really feel her lips on his, but the sight was enough.

He didn't just have inappropriate thoughts about her. He also wanted to read to her, hold her until she falls asleep and watch her write. Just like he watched her now. But her thoughts were currently affecting his and he found himself thinking about her thighs around his waist. He wanted to hear her moan into his mouth as he explores her body.

"Professor?"

Remus coughed, then looked up at Rose. "Yes, Miss Periculum?"

"I don't understand this question. What does it say?"

Just as Remus wanted to stand up, he noticed a bulge in his pants. Merlin, what is that girl doing to him?

"Step closer, please."

The girl stood up, her eyes still fixed on the paper and her face confused. As she handed the paper to her professor, he noticed her chipped nail polish.

"I didn't know nail polish was allowed, Miss Periculum," the man said as he took the paper, his eyes refusing to look at her. He needed to act tough. Maybe she will leave him alone and spare them both trouble.