Just how long can we go until one of us falter? Until one of us finally express their true desire for one another? I mean..I'm sure she already knows since her pretty little fingerprints are all over the page where I spilt my desire for her. All these glances and small talks that hint to so much more...I am on the verge of despair..I am ready to beg.
Dianne shut her journal before looking up at her class. It was the last class of the night, Ray scribbling in their notebook as they finished the prompt on the board. It was to find a text, any text, that can support or negate the argument the philosopher Kant had regarding casual sex.
Only sex within marriage can avoid human degradation.
Of course Professor Stone didn't agree, sex being a form of art and expression for the older woman. She loved everything about it, whether it being with a complete stranger or with her wife who hasn't crossed her mind as much recently. She tried to call as much as she could, Seray refusing to speak to the woman who promised to save her but in fact, did the opposite.
It's been a month since Seray was in the hospital, and Dianne didn't know how bad it was since they weren't keeping her updated. The woman was in complete distress, whether as still as a statue or threatening everyone with violence which led to a sedative every time. Seray wanted nothing more than her wife, Teresa making sure that it wasn't possible at all.
Dianne felt a little lighter, but something inside her knew that Seray wasn't going to go down without a fight. She had to be prepared for the possibility of the woman charming her way out of the system. She had her sergeant wrapped around her finger which is how she's gotten this far.
But not only has it cost Dianne's sanity, but her physical well being as well. She was starting to become used to being alone, genuinely afraid of her wife coming back home which was something she never thought would happen. But the distance between them gave her time to think about what she's been settling for because of comfortability.
Familiarity, even.
"You can all turn in your assignments and have a good night." Everyone obeyed, Ray being the last to bring up their paper causing Professor Stone to smirk.
"You like my presence this much, Desirée Saxon?" Professor asked while looking up at them through her lashes. Ray just chuckled, feeling themselves grow warm as they placed the paper on her desk.
