"Professor."

Tevos looked up from the papers on her desk, "Ms. T'Loak." Her eyes stayed on the tall asari leaning against her doorframe, but her hands were busy stacking the tests into a neat pile.

Aria snorted and stepped into the office. The door slid shut with a hiss and she locked it with a flick, the pad turning red.

Tevos made a noise in her throat. There were too many teeth in that smile.

The click of her heeled boots as she strode across the floor sent a shiver up Tevos' spine. Aria stepped around the desk and leaned against it, forcing Tevos to put down her red marking pen and meet her gaze.

Tevos licked her lips and folded her hands in her lap.

"I am very busy right now, Aria, if you would come back later I could arrange for a meeting."

Aria tilted forward, trapping Tevos between her arms, their lips a hair width apart. At the last second Aria changed direction and placed a soft kiss on her neck where it met her jaw, drawing a soft sigh out of her.

"Is that so, Teach?" Aria asked, hot breath against the side of her crest, a liquid gold tongue running along the grooves.

"The papers…" Tevos managed to say, Aria's leather jacket creaking in her ear.

Her colleagues often berated her for using actual paper for her students' test, but she found it was easier to ensure honesty when pen met paper.

"Is one of them mine?" Aria asked and Tevos managed to shake her head, hot skin pressed into Aria's, "Then fuck them."

Aria ran a hand along her face, tracing the white markings with a finger, following them down her neck and over the clingy material of her dress. All she could smell was leather.

She felt her nipple stiffen under Aria's hand and arched into the gloved grip as she moaned something that sounded like her name.
"I thought it was 'Ms. T'Loak?' "

Tevos shut her up with a hard kiss, covering Aria's hand with her own and wrapping the other around her back, pulling her closer. She titled her head, letting Aria's tongue explore her neck. Tevos ran her hands up Aria's arms, pushing the white leather jacket off her shoulders. It fell to the ground and Aria stepped back, looking down her nose at the professor. She bent over – a little too far, showing off a little too much - and picked it up, folding it into a neat square before she placed it on the desk. She turned back to Tevos; hand on one cocked hip, bare-shouldered and smoldering. Tevos' ran her hand up and down her own thigh, the white stripe that divided her lower lip between her teeth.

Aria slowly walked around the chair and slid in behind her, those strong hands returning to her breasts, kneading them hard. She felt bites along her neck, could hear Aria's breath hitch as she drew up the hem of her dress and guided Aria's hand along her inner thigh and into her wetness.

A smile cracked her self-assured features as she leaned her head back onto a purple shoulder. Aria had her eyes closed and Tevos felt a pang of adoration; the perpetual scowl was wiped from that angular face - the square jaw relaxed instead of clenched, brows lifted up in surrender.

"You're not as bad-tempered as you lead them all to think, Ms. T'Loak," she whispered as she turned her head to waiting lips.

"And you're not nearly as composed when you're screaming my name," Aria replied as she entered her, body and mind, with a suddenness that pulled a cry from Tevos' throat, eyes black with desire.

Grasping at curling heat, Aria was relentless and when Tevos came with a frantic, high-pitched moan Aria cried out behind her and bucked against her leather pants, desperate for friction.

Her body still trembling, Tevos was swept up in Aria's arms and slammed against the surface of the desk, Aria's head worked between her legs as she tore at her own pants. She tucked Aria's jacket under her head as plum thighs came crashing down on either side of her face, Tevos' hands clutching at pounding hips. Aria began to shake almost immediately and went still with a silent howl to the ceiling. As they both slid off the desk Tevos pulled down her dress, smoothed out the lines, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"We need to stop doing this."

Aria turned to her, her eyes fading back to violet as she deftly fastened her pants and pulled on her jacket. The scowl was back.

"You didn't seem to mind doing this," she replied, popping her collar and slumping into Tevos' chair, legs and arms crossed.

"I am your professor, Aria, we can't continue to sneak around. I am going to lose my job," she was bent, grabbing papers from the floor, straightening and stacking them in her hands. She made a move to place them on her desk before thinking better of it and walking them to a shelf, where they dropped with an audible thud in the silence of the room. "Don't you agree?"

"I'm not a child, Thea," Aria replied, flicking dust off her sleeve, "We are both adults here, who happen to have a…"

Relationship, Tevos thought.

"…Arrangement," Aria continued, noticing the far away look in her lover's eye, "One I happen to like, very much."

"Then start acting like an adult," Tevos shot back, hands braced on the desk, "Stop strutting around this campus doing illicit things –" Aria looked up, the unflappable queen no more. "-Yes, I know about all your little 'projects'. What are you doing here, Aria? What are we doing? You barely take your classes seriously, I know you don't take me seriously, so why would I risk my career for-" she waved her hand around the office, to the remaining strewn papers, the smug asari in her chair, "-this?"

Aria sneered, standing and stalking around the desk, close enough to Tevos to see the flecks in her green eyes, "Your career? That's a laugh. You're not a General, or a politician, Tevos. You're a teacher. One who has been involved in a certain illicit activity for quite some time."

"Aria, why are you even here, with me?"

She threw her hands up, "Fuck it. you're right, I'm sick of this bureaucratic hellhole anyway," she narrowed her eyes, "and if I have to listen to your sad-sap bullshit one more time I'm going to turn us in myself. You'll lose your precious job, but all I'm going to lose is a terrible lay."

Tevos straightened her spine and pressed her lips into a thin line, crossing her arms in front of her chest, "Get out of my office."

"If I do, I'm not coming back. Don't fuck with Aria, Teach."

"Get. Out." Tevos turned her back to Aria and shuffled papers around her desk until she heard the door slide shut and that familiar click fading away, then she sat and put her face in her hands and wept.

Aria stalked out of the Poli Sci building, shoving a rasping volus student out of her way as she went. Snakes coiled in her stomach and her nostrils flared as she stomped her way through campus. She saw red, no, beyond red – she saw white.

All she really wanted to see was purple.

She wanted to take it all back; she wanted to hurt Tevos. She wanted to set fire to the first person who looked at her crossways; she wanted to pick those wild flowers and go back on hand and knee, forgive me. I don't want this to end.

I'll drop out, I'll stop selling drugs, just take me back.

I can't live without you.

"Fuck her." She said aloud. She shot daggers at a teal skinned asari that dared to smile at her on the path. Her smile faltered and she mumbled bitch, under her breath.

Aria was on her in a moment, her arm pressed against her neck as she held her up on the wall; she dropped her books in the mud.

"Try me, beautiful, go ahead." She hissed, teeth barred.

"Hey, hey, what's going on here?" Came a voice from her right.

"Who are you, the Queen of the Fucking Girl Scouts?"

"Let her go."

She looked out of the corner of her eye, "You're Shepard, aren't you?" Shepard grabbed Aria's shoulder and Aria spun on her, letting the girl scurry away.

"Get your hands off me," she glared, grabbing Shepard's arm and twisting it behind her back.

"You'll be damned lucky if she doesn't find campus security and report you, you know." Shepard said, not flinching, not trying to break free.

Aria laughed and rolled her eyes, letting her arm go and brushing off the sleeves of her jacket. "Ooo, campus police. I'm shaking…" She looked at this Jane Shepard, the woman who had her poor virginal roommate in a tizzy. "You're serious, aren't you?" She noticed Shepard clenching and unclenching her fist, made a mental note to duck any punches manually - to not kill the human with biotics. Her roommate would be very cross.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Shepard met Aria's gaze with an intensity the asari wasn't used to and she felt a sudden burst of anger at Tevos, of all people.

Tevos was noble, Tevos had morals, Tevos had hated her - what had she called them? - Illicit activities? Would have stepped in to intervene. Tevos had the same killer hips.

The corner of Aria's mouth turned up in a smirk. "Come on, Girl Scout, let's go grab a drink."