Nohr's office was exactly like his apartment, it was basically empty apart from a single desk and chair.

"You're not big on decorating?"

Nohr looks at me and shrugs, reaching under his desk and grabbing a first aid kit.

"Is it that obvious?" He asked, coming over to me whilst opening a vial he got from the first aid kit.

Nohr had dragged his desk chair over to me and hinted for me to sit, so I die, Nohr then bent down in front of me and started to treat my wounds, before handing me the vial in his hands.

"That will help with the pain."

The green liquid looked disgusting, but I drank it all anyways, grimacing once the awful taste touched my taste buds.

"Forgot to mention it's not the tastiest vial we have." He said, making me scoff.

"Really." I say sarcastically, watching him dat a cotton ball on my leg, with ointment applied.

His touch was so gentle and caring... I had to stop myself from staring at him, stop liking the way his hand feels on my skin, even the scent coming from him was distracting.

"Why are you doing this Nohr?" He was killing me.

"Are you still..." I bite my gum. "Are you working for my dad?"

I didn't want to have to ask... but he left me no choice, he was being nice to me.

He looks up at me and then laughs, shaking his head, as I look at him seriously.

"What?" I ask, irritated.

"Nothing." He said, wrapping my leg in a bandage.

"Are you always this paranoid?"

I scoff as my cheeks grow warm.

"If you were me, wouldn't you be?"

He raises a brow as his lip twitched. "I guess."

Finishing up, Nohr sighs out as he stands up, putting the first aid kit on his desk and then turning to look back at me.

"No, I am not working for your father." He said. "If he knew I was talking to you now, he'd have me thrown back in the forge."

I looked at him and frowned.

"So why are you talking to me Nohr?" I snapped out, standing up.

"It was all just a job for you, so why are you risking your job to talk to me now?"

I can feel myself grow hot and angry, yet the sexual frustration from the thickness in the air between us kept me grounded, like whatever I did or felt was pointless when he was so close to me.

"You're right, you were a job." He admitted, bluntly.

Stepping forward, Nohr stood inches from me, looking down with those beautiful blue eyes.

"I've never failed a job, Hayden." He said lowly, his voice husky. "Until you."

"Do you know... what I'm saying?"

My legs felt weak, and the urge to go to him was strong, but it didn't last long, because there was a knock at Nohr's office door.

Neither of us moved, the sound of my heartbeat was the only thing I could hear, deapite the person behind the door knocking again.

"Instructor Nohr?" A man's voice called out.

Nohr looked exactly how I felt like he also wanted to murder the man behind the door for interrupting us.

"Yes?" Nohr spoke, not moving his eyes from mine.

"Your next class was canceled, Rhys wants to see you after lunch, I couldn't reach you-"

"Thanks, Rioc." Nohr interrupts the guy, and the sound of the man's footsteps walking away is all I hear.

"I should go." I force out, feeling hot.

I need fresh air... or just anywhere away from him, he's driving me crazy.

"Don't." He reached out and held my hand, making me freeze and look up at him.

"Stay and eat, you do eat right?"

What? "Yes?" I say, puzzled. "Nohr, I can't, I-"

Nohr doesn't let me finish speaking as he leans forward and traps me against the wall as he presses his lips to mine, in a soft swift, and gentle motion.

Nohr's lips were exactly how I remembered them, rough, yet gentle, they felt intoxicating against mine, so much that I had missed it.

He pressed himself against me as I gripped my hand onto his shoulder, pressing myself deeper into the kiss.

His mouth was warm, and wet, once he opened his mouth and I felt his tongue on mine, I was a goner because now there was no way I could leave his office unfazed.

Nohr pulled back, we were both out of breath and staring at each other, his face was so close to mine I could smell his aftershave, a rich and dark smell.

I was so wet that it was hard to focus on anything but Nohr anymore, and he knew it, he was good at reading me... and I was starting to get frustrated by it.

"We can't do this." I say, clenching my legs closed as he leans forward until his lips touch my neck, making me hold in a moan.

"You say that, but you're already wet, Hayden." He said lowly against my neck, making my skin tickle.

My face flushed as I groaned against his touch.

"I'm not!"

Nohr grabbed my hand and then pressed it against his trousers, where I feel the outline of his large erection.

Leaning back until I see his face, I see the need in his eyes, matching my thoughts with how turned on I am right now.

"Tell me what you want Princess, and I'll always follow your command."

His words sent goosebumps down my back, it set something inside of me on fire, it made me so hot and bothered I couldn't break away.

I wanted him, badly, there was no denying it.

"How long?"

His brows raised slightly in confusion, I bite my bottom lip and reach out to touch his length over his trousers.

"How long do we have?" I asked again, this time bluntly.

Nohr's eyes darkened as he looked from my eyes to his wrist where his combat watch was, a look of pure determination once his eyes meet mine again.

"I'll make it work."

Yes, yes you will. "Okay." I breathe out.

"Touch me."