Diana
Edward helped me wash the dishes even though I insisted that he shouldn’t. But I was under his spell even when it came to chores. I watched him from the corner of my eye. All his muscles flexing with every move. I took in his tattoos, recognizing some of them as lyrics and quotes and the others as detailed pieces of art. I noticed a particular one that was written in Japanese. I wondered what it meant.
“It says, ‘And yet, to say the truth, love and reason keep little company together’.”- he said, as if he knew what I was thinking.
“A Midsummer Night’s Dream.”- I mumbled lightly and smiled. I never could have imagined that a guy would have a Shakespeare quote tattooed on his arm in Japanese.
“It’s kind of like what we are doing right now.”- he said after we were done with the dishes.
“So I guess it’s time to talk about it?”- I sighed, both relieved and nervous that he had finally brought up the topic. We dried up our hands and he pulled me closer to him.
“Dining table?”- he asked, raising a brow.
“Bed.”- I said in a small voice.
“You’re kind of making me want to stay the night, Diana.”- he said, grazing his lips on my cheeks.
“Then stay, professor.”
I led him to my room and the both of us quickly got under the green comforter. I nuzzled closer to him even though it felt completely wrong. Well I wasn’t even sure what the fuck was even right at this point but this definitely wasn’t it. I looked up at him and he eyes caught mine. I involuntarily moved closer to his face and tried my best to get closer to his body, even though there was not a millimeter of space between us.
“Diana.”- he started, “I’m going to be very honest with you. I have no idea what goes down now.”
“Can we not hide?”- I sighed, placing my head on his bare chest.
I felt his heart beat against the flesh, the rhythm sounding soothing to me. I never wanted to have a sexual thing with my teacher (even though it was very much my fantasy come true) but right now I felt sovulnerable in his arms that I couldn’t just avoid it.
“I guess we could. But there are always consequences to actions. I don’t want to jeopardize neither of our futures.”
I simply nodded.
“Also,” he continued, “I could loose my job if we get caught. But I don’t think I want to stay away from you. I want to try it at least.”
“Then do it. I’ll be careful, promise...”- I whispered.
“I know. I trust you.”- he whispered back and kissed my temple.
“But you need to promise me that we’ll stop if anything goes wrong. I don’t want to ruin your career or mine.”- I said, truthfully.
All I wanted was to give this a try and not create an imbalance in our lives. I didn’t even know why I was doing all this for a man I barely knew. I had a hunch that maybe it’s because he’s genuinely a good guy. Something that is very hard to find. I mean who cleans up the juices of the girl they’re fucking after she has had an orgasm?
“I promise I’ll stay away from you if anything goes wrong.”- he said, enclosing me completely in his arms in a bear hug. I pulled away from him and planted a kiss on his lips.
It wasn’t a romantic kiss. I would like to call it a reassuring kiss. The one that tells me that we have a deal and we will stick to it.
Or at least I like to think that.
We discussed some ground rules and off limits. It wasn’t a dom-sub thing. Just things in general. Like stuff about not doing things when at campus. Making sure nobody followed us. That sort of stuff in
general.
“So are we like dating now?”- he asked me, brushing his lips on my knuckles.
“I don’t know. I was hoping you’d tell me.”- I said.
“I think we are. But do you want to?”- he said, putting my hand on his cheek.
“Maybe. Let’s try going on actual dates first. Is that okay?”- I asked, circling his lips with my thumb.
He kissed my hand and said that he’s ready to do it. And I have never found anyone more agreeable. I didn’t want to be the kind of girl who jumps into a relationship without knowing anything.
I've made that mistake before and it was horrible. Not that I think there could anything wrong with this man
except that he’s literally my teacher.
“Goodnight Edward.”- I whispered, planting a peck on his lips.
“Goodnight Diana.”- he murmured, already half asleep. I got up from beside him and went to my desk to complete the assignment this guy had given us. I didn’t know when I finished but I surely did fall
asleep on the desk itself.
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The next morning, I woke up to the smell of crackling crispy bacon. I opened my eyes, finding myself in my bed where I definitely didn’t sleep last night. And the other person who was supposed to be there beside me was also missing. I checked the time and it was 10:00 am. He must be cooking.
I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine then headed to the kitchen to find Edward sitting shirtless on the small dining table.
He was reading some book when he looked up to me and smiled. I waved back and sat in front of him.
“Good morning, Diana.”- he said, kissing my hand.
“Morning Ed-”- I tried speaking but was cut off with a yawn.
“I made breakfast. Lemme get that for you.”- he started, “And I need you to know Diana that you can’t work this late on assignments. It’s not good for you. Although the painting is stunning. A+ for you.”
“Wow, I forgot you were my professor for a second.”- I said, still drowsy.
I dug into the food that he made. It was more than amazing. I wish I had such skills. I might as well swell up from all the food he’s going to make. He will make more food right?
I cut my thoughts off as he started to get dressed. I watched him curiously when he put his books back in his bag and said that he was leaving. I didn’t whine because he had work to do and I needed some
time to think about this too.
Although there wasn’t much to think about. He is amazing. But it is going to be hard to maintain a relationship with my professor. It was every girl’s wet dream come true I suppose. But it happened to me so unexpectedly.
“How old are you, Edward?”- I said quickly, as he was almost out of my door.
“I’m sorry. What?”- he looked back at me, confused.
“Your age? By the way, I’m twenty two.”- I smiled at him.
“I’m 28”- he smiled back but mostly grinning.
“Okay. Now go, I need to sleep some more.”- I shooed him off as he planted a kiss on my lips then my cheeks then my neck. The last thing I needed was a morning make out session. Although I’m not complaining.
I went back in and sat down on the couch. There was a note next to the candles I had lit last night. I recognized it immediately, it was Edward’s.
I read it and it said:
I had a great time last night. I wish to take you out on a date next Saturday. You can dress however you choose, although I must say you look the best when naked. You never gave me your number ,and it felt wrong to find it from the system, so I wrote mine on the back of this.
I’ll be waiting.
-Professor Drewmont
I sure had a reason to wait for the weekend now.
