A/N: So, I've decided on a new fandom to write for myself. I hope everyone will enjoy this little story! It'll be a 4 chapter story! :D PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK 3
It was a usual Saturday afternoon at the local coffee shop in LA for Ancient History professor, Mazikeen Smith. Each week she would sit in the same spot, get the same espresso and grade papers. Maze was a creature of habit and she liked it that way. Her students feared her tremendously and she loved it. There was no way of getting in her good graces. If they missed a class or assignment, that was on them, there was no room for redemption. She had earned a nickname around campus because of this; Satan's wife. It didn't offend her, if anything, it made her laugh. Maze didn't put up with any bullshit from her students or her friends for that matter. She always said how she felt and if anyone hurt her nearest friends, she would be ready for actions. She had a deep love of knives and knew how to use them due to all her martial arts training growing up. No one dared her or she would for sure hurt someone.
Maze was not the dating type. She considered relationships too complicated, enjoying both men and women whenever she felt the need. She was a very attractive woman. Beautiful caramel skin, deep brown eyes, plump lips and shoulder length hair. Her fashion sense consisted of black, leather and more leather. She hardly owned any 'normal' clothes, but that's what made Maze so uniquely Maze.
Her best friend was Dr. Linda Martin, a psychologist. They had met working together at the university, hitting it off immediately. They would hang out almost every weekend or every few days. Linda was one of the only consistent person in her life, other than her oldest friend Lucifer. He was a successful nightclub owner in downtown LA, Lux. They were very different, yet very similar in a lot of ways. They were both bisexual, loved sex, history, they both got whatever they wanted when they wanted and they were both respected by everyone. However, he could have a temper and if he wasn't in the spotlight, he complained or made it to where the attention was on him. He had finally started settling down with a detective named Chloe. She had a daughter, Trixie, who he secretly adored and Maze loved. She was a cool kid, unlike the rest of them who were pure mouth breathers. She didn't understand why people loved them so much. They just…weren't adults. Lucifer hated children as much as she did, but when she saw the trio together, she could tell he was whipped.
As Maze was taking a break from grading papers, she let out a hefty sigh as she sipped her espresso. However, she damn near choked when she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life. The younger woman was radiating from across the café. Her long dark wavy hair cascaded down her back and shoulders. Her skin was kissed in a natural way, she looked like she was from Egypt or somewhere in the middle east. She was wearing a bright yellow dress with sleeves resting off her shoulders. The woman seemed to be deep into a book before she looked up and met Maze's gaze. She immediately turned away in embarrassment, pretending to be interested in her drink.
For reasons unknown, the woman made her way over, plopping a large cloth like purse to the ground making herself comfortable. "Hi. I'm Eve." It sounded halfway seductive and Maze almost lost it.
Trying not to sound off guard, she swallows her nervousness. "Hey, I'm Maze." she came off cool and collected, just like she intended. When the women made eye contact up close, her immediate thought was 'wanna have sex?' but she forced a grin instead. "Nice to meet you."
"I saw you staring at me and couldn't help but notice how damn hot you were." This caused the darker woman's eyebrows to raise and her breath to hitch. "I just had to introduce myself."
Maze cleared her throat. "You're not to bad yourself." she smiled genuinely. "I'm glad you decided to come over."
The younger woman giggled a tune so sweet it almost gave Maze a cavity. "I'm glad you looked my way." her smile was not of this world. Her lips were plump, bright perfect teeth; she wondered if this woman was real. Eve glanced down at the stack of papers before her, noticing red marks and grades. "Are you a teacher?"
"Yeah, I'm a professor at UCLA. I teach ancient history."
Eve shook her head in shock. "Wait, are you the Professor Mazikeen Smith?" when Maze didn't respond, only smirking with a single raised eyebrow, Eve gasped covering her mouth. "Oh my God! It's so nice to finally meet you! To finally put a face to the name!" she tilted her head sideways analyzing her for a moment. "You don't have any horns or a tail, so you can't be Satan's wife." she chuckled.
"Nah, they only show when I'm super angry." she chuckled, causing Eve to laugh even more. It was a sound that was addicting. Maze had never heard a laugh so sickly sweet, yet addictive. Most of the time when a woman laughed like that, it got old fast. "What about you?"
"I am a kindergarten teacher at Maple Primary. It's the best job in the world." she sighed blissfully. "Wouldn't you agree?"
Maze had to force herself not to cringe. Teaching a bunch of snot nose mouth breathers sounded awful. She could just imagine screaming kids running around eating glue. Teaching seniors was much more her speed. "I enjoy talking about history, so you could say that." she offered a smile. "I'm sure teaching children is much different than teaching adults."
"Definitely! But I love kids, so it doesn't much feel like work to me." they stared at each other for what felt like eternity before they both blurted, "Would you like to have dinner?" they both laughed, Eve blushing in response.
"I'd love that." What was she saying? Dates were not her forte, but something about this woman just made her want to throw caution to the wind. "When and where works for you? I'm typically free on the weekends. I work the night classes during the week."
Eve placed a thoughtful finger on her chin. "Well, how about tonight?" Maze was stunned at her boldness. She liked it. "If that's not too forward. We could-"
"Yeah!" She squeaked…she actually squeaked. She took another sip of her drink to try to calm herself down. "I mean, yeah. I'd really like that. I'm free."
"I know this great bar in Filipinotown, Genever, if that works for you?"
Lucifer had taken Chloe there a few weeks ago; she raved about it, but Lucifer much preferred Lux since he did get free drinks. Trying not to sound over eager she nodded. "That works for me. 8 o'clock work for you?"
"Perfect!" Eve grabbed the red pen scribbling her name down onto a napkin. "Here is my number. Text me when you get there…or before if you want." she grinned seductively, her voice dropping an octave. It took everything in Maze not to choke on air.
"Sounds good. See you there." Eve got up, pulling her purse over her shoulder as she waved.
"I look forward to it, Professor Mazikeen." she smirked one last time, her eyes lingering over the older woman before sauntering out of the café.
Once she was finally out of sight, Maze felt like she could finally breathe. Fuck is going to be interesting.