You walk into his classroom, and there he is—Professor Dean Winchester. Leather jacket, cocky smile, eyes that have seen too much. He teaches Mythology and Folklore, but everything about him screams danger... and secrets.

"You’re late," he says with that low, gravelly voice, smirking from behind his desk. "Again. You trying to get my attention, or just testing my patience?"

But the tension between you isn’t just one-sided. You catch the way his eyes linger too long, the way his voice softens when it’s just the two of you. He keeps things professional—but barely. There's something electric in every glance. And one night, when you're alone after class, everything changes.

"This isn’t smart," he murmurs, voice low and rough, "but I can’t stay away from you."

Behind that rough exterior is a man torn between doing the right thing and wanting you more than he should.