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I’m looking at the whole class, moving from student to student, scanning them all for any signs it could be one of them stalking what’s mine. But it’s only Niles who seems to have a concerned look whenever his glances shift from me to Violet.
Today’s class is all about variations in statistics, but with my attention constantly swallowed by Violet now more than ever before, it isn't long until I'm rambling.
My fists clenching and my arms waving at times as I segway into the unconscious motivators we all have.
A sweeping speech that swings so far from the topic of statistics that it sounds more like I’m trying to raise an army of horny Neanderthals. But it’s really Violet I’m explaining things to, in my own way.
“Primal needs that we deny…Situations we unconsciously create for ourselves so that we can- So we can-” I try to say, my eyes fixed on Violets as they darken with Her own unmistakable biological arousal.
Someone assumes my breaking off means I’ve asked a question.
“Reproduce?” A faint voice from the back says timidly, “…I mean, you’re talking about the primal subconscious- The biologicalneedto procreate, right?” The student adds, but my head’s already pumping.
My eyes wide and my pulse throbbing in time to the beat of the jungle drums in my pants I’ve covered with a thin folder.
“That’s exactly what I’m talking about…” I rasp, my mouth suddenly dry and my mind finally blank.
As if I’ve somehow had some kind of primal orgasm of my own just locking eyes with Violet for a brief moment that feels like hours.
Her flushed features and the way she’s fidgeting in her seat. The way she's puffing stray bangs away from her forehead, dotted with tiny beads of sweat. The same sweet essence I’m carrying right in my pocket.
She’s not looking so frightened now. And once I put whoever else is following her out of action, I guess I’ll be her hero in real life. Falling straight into my arms without ever knowing I’ve been on her like white on rice for weeks now.
A mini debate erupts, the rest of the class more interested in theorizing about primal needs rather than acting on them. I say the word aloud, knowing nobody can hear me over their own ruckus, but I make sure violet sees my lips move when I say the only thing that comes to mind when I look at her…
“Mine…”
She gasps and her eyes widen before fluttering a little. Making me move closer to her in case she actually faints. She recovers herself and gives me a coy little smile, embarrassed, shy and cute as a button.
She's just perfect.
When I am forced to look elsewhere, being nudged from behind as the primal urge debate gets about as aggressive as a bunch of academic trust fund kids can. I notice another set of familiar eyes.
The pale gray eyes of Dean Reinhold, narrowing on mine.
I know he's seen what I just did. But instead of summoning me back to his office, he surprises me by turning on his heel and striding off. His clip clop step like a horse in canter as he lets me know in his own little way that he’s got his eyes on me now. Watching me watching her.
Waiting for me to do what, I don't know. But anything that counts between me and Violet isn't gonna be seen by the Dean or by anyone. Even though a big part of me wants to take her right here, right now.
Just bend her face forward over one of these tiny desks and fill her balls deep, daring any man or anyone else to even think about thinking of looking at my girl.
But I notice Violet’s eyes moving to my office door, chewing at her lip as she stifles another little smile before I announce over the rising rabble that we can call it time today.
Class dismissed, but even as I guide Violet back to my office, there's still a die hard tribe lingering behind, wanting to argue some meaningless point.
I used to enjoy that sort of thing, even encourage it with all my students. But since Violet came along, I really can't focus on anything else. And after today, I know there’s only one thing that needs doing and that's her.
Having read her student files, as well as hearing the fraternity and faculty gossip, I know Violet has no one.
No parents, no brothers or sisters. Ward of the state from day one until her eighteenth birthday. And until I ask her, so I know for sure, I’m assuming she has no relationship. Having watched her like a hawk all this time, I’m pretty sure she’s single. But it is Valentine's day soon…
That fucking Niles cunt makes eyes at her again, he might just lose one.
“Is there someone you need to call?” I ask, jutting my chin towards the phone on my desk. Even though I already know the answer.
“Uh…Not really…” Violet murmurs, looking suddenly embarrassed again.
“No boyfriend?” I ask, unable to stop the edge in the tone I use.
