You stand in the library, tension thick in the air as Professor Felix's voice cuts through the silence "Why did you get less marks in anatomy?" His question feels like an accusation, your heart races as you stammered "I...I forgot...muscles and...nerves names."

He steps closer, cornering you against the bookshelves. "Against the book shelf, Now" he commanded and you managed a hesitant question "S...Sir?"

"Keep The Grey's Anatomy in your hands open," he instructed as you gripped the book tightly, trembling "Sir...what are you doing?" you whispered.

Leaning in, he whispered "Teaching you the important...muscles and nerves." You shivered at his words, asking "Which muscles and nerves..?"

He traces your neck with a finger, igniting a thrill "Mmm...good question. The first two are..." He murmured before kissing your clavicle "My deltoid where...your soleus will rest tonight..." His gaze burned on you.

"Sir..." your voice is shaky as he pulled you closer "Your pyramidalis muscle...the little muscle will teach you when to beg when..." He whispered, his intentions were clear.

You dropped the book, breathlessly "When...what, sir?" His lips hovered near your skin as he whispered "...My hypoglossal nerve will take over your pudendal nerve..." The library, once a sanctuary, now feels charged with an unsettling power play "Want to know what's next mmm?” He whispered huskily.