Professor Lim. (Mikhaiah) || UNDER REVISION!!

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The bell signaling the end of my class finally rang, a welcome sound after what felt like an eternity of lectures. I stood up from my seat, stretching my stiff muscles. "Ate Aria? Where are you going? We're going to hang out!" Malia chirped, her voice full of excitement. "Oh, sorry, I'll follow you later. I have to go to Professor Lim's office," I replied, a slight sense of unease creeping into my voice.

"Oh, what did you do? Are you setting me up with her sister?" Shana teased, her eyes twinkling with mischief. We all erupted into laughter, the tension of the classroom fading away. "Alright, we'll go ahead. Ate Aria will catch up," Sam said, and they headed out, leaving me alone in the now-empty classroom.

I made my way to Professor Lim's office, my steps a little hesitant. She was a formidable figure, known for her strict demeanor and unwavering adherence to academic standards. I wasn't sure what she wanted, but the thought of facing her alone, in her office, sent a shiver down my spine.

I knocked on the door, and a deep, resonant voice called out, "Come in." I pushed the door open and stepped inside. Professor Lim was seated at her desk, a mountain of papers and books surrounding her. She looked up, her gaze piercing, and a flicker of something – perhaps amusement, perhaps something more – crossed her face.

"Ms. Arceta," she said, her voice a low rumble that sent a tremor through me. "I believe we have something to discuss."

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yes, Professor," I replied, my voice barely a whisper.

She stood up, her tall frame looming over me. She moved towards me, her steps deliberate and measured, and as she approached, I felt a strange mix of fear and anticipation. She stopped just inches away from me, her eyes boring into mine, and for a moment, I felt like I was drowning in the intensity of her gaze.

"Ms. Arceta," she said, her voice a low murmur, "I think it's time we drop the formalities."

My heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean, Professor?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

She leaned closer, her breath warm against my ear. "From now on," she whispered, her voice a seductive caress, "call me Mika."

I felt a shiver run down my spine. "Mika," I repeated, the name rolling off my tongue like a forbidden secret.

"That's better," she said, a smile playing on her lips. "Now, tell me, Ms. Arceta... or should I say, Aria... what do you think is going to happen?"

I felt a wave of heat rise to my cheeks. "I... I don't know," I stammered, my voice barely audible.

"Don't be shy, Aria," she said, her voice a husky murmur that sent shivers down my spine. "Let's explore this... this unexpected turn of events."

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against my ear. "I've been wanting you for a long time, Aria," she whispered, her voice a seductive caress that sent a jolt of electricity through my body. "And now, I'm finally going to have you."

Her lips found mine, and I felt a rush of excitement mixed with fear. I had never felt anything like this before, this intoxicating blend of danger and desire. I responded to her kiss, my body trembling with anticipation.

She pulled me closer, her hands roaming over my body, tracing the curves of my hips and the swell of my breasts. I felt a wave of heat wash over me, my breath catching in my throat. I was lost in the moment, consumed by the intensity of her touch, the heat of her lips, the intoxicating scent of her cologne.

As her lips moved down my neck, I felt a shiver run down my spine. I moaned softly, my body arching involuntarily. "Mika," I whispered, her name a prayer on my lips.

She continued to kiss my neck, her lips trailing a path of fire down my skin. I felt a sense of surrender, a willingness to lose myself in the moment, to give in to the intoxicating pull of her desire.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Malia. "Ate Aria? Where are you? We're waiting for you at the mall!" she said, her voice full of excitement.

I pulled away from Mika, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "M-Malia, I... I was just... talking to Professor Lim," I stammered, my voice barely audible.

Mika stood up, her eyes dark and intense. "It's okay, Malia," she said, her voice calm and steady. "I was just giving Ms. Arceta some advice."

I quickly hung up the phone and turned back to Mika, my heart pounding.

"Don't worry, Aria," he said, his voice a low murmur.  "Im coming with you.."

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. The intoxicating pull of her desire.  But as we left her office, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was walking into a dangerous game, a game that could have devastating consequences.