Winning Over The Weave Master

His Star Pupil

You smiled warmly as you strode into your husband's class. He was sitting at his desk and when he noticed you his eyes widened in surprise.

Gale's eyes lit up, a warm smile spreading across his face, he slowly stood up and quickly strode over to you.

" Darling! I wasn't expecting you here, what's the occasion?"

You leaned in to kiss him affectionately and grinning at the giggles from the girls in his class," Just wanted to surprise you,you don't mind me sitting in on your lessons for the day right?"

He returned the kiss, grinning as he gently wrapped his arm around your waist. The group of students sitting at their desks were giggling at the sight of this unexpected display of affection, clearly amused by the situation.

"Of course not, it's a pleasure to have you in my class today darling. You're more than welcome to join us. Just take a seat over there and I'll begin the lesson."

He gestured towards an empty desk at the back of the classroom, his gaze lingering on you for a moment before he turned his attention back to his class.

As you settled into your seat at the back of the classroom, you couldn't help but notice the curious glances and whispers from the other students. Some of the girls seemed particularly intrigued, giggling amongst themselves and shooting glances in your direction. However, their hushed conversations quickly came to an end as Gale began his lecture, his voice resonating clearly throughout the room.

"Good morning class," Gale began, his eyes sweeping over the group of students before him. "I trust you've all done the reading I assigned for today's lesson?"

There were nods and murmurs of assent from the class, indicating that they had indeed done the required reading.

"Excellent," he said, pacing slowly across the front of the room with his hands in his pockets. "Then we can begin our discussion on the principles of evocation magic. Who would like to start by summarizing the key principles of evocation magic according to the reading?"

Gale continued to lecture, his voice commanding the attention of the entire class. He was in his element as he paced back and forth across the front of the room, gesturing and making eye contact with his students. Some of the girls in his class were clearly smitten, their eyes following his every movement, giggling every time he made a particularly witty comment. However, he seemed entirely oblivious to their attention, his focus solely on the lesson at hand.

Your eyes drifted over his body, taking in the fitted trousers and the way his sweater clung to his broad shoulders.

He'd rolled up his sleeves, revealing his forearms and the veins that ran down the back of his hands. You felt a pang of desire deep within you, and you squirmed in your seat, trying to suppress the thought of what those hands could do to you.

The lecture seemed to stretch on forever, and you could feel your breath quickening with each passing minute.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Gale brought the lesson to a close.

"Excellent work, class," he said, his voice firm but warm. "I'm impressed by your understanding of evocation magic thus far. For next time, read chapter 5 in your textbooks and come prepared to discuss the practical applications of evocation in battle and defense."

The students began to gather their things, chatting amongst themselves and shooting glances in your direction, some looking outright envious.

Gale's gaze lingered on you for a moment before he turned his attention back to the class, answering a few questions as the students grabbed their belongings and headed out of the room. As the last of them exited, he walked over to where you were sitting, a lazy smile spreading across his face.