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incel,,,, zhongli,,,,,,,,, :0

- two-faced disgusting professor of history, every single girl whose had his class had, at some point, a crush on him. is it the deep baritone voice? the elegant suit? the kind facade?

- whatever it is he doesn't care, honestly every time he sees another girl 'fall' for him just further hammers on his ideal that girls should just stay home and be good obedient housewives.

- a charismatic man that can convince someone his misogynistic thought process without ever having it be unnatural or weird, he's probably convinced more of the guys in his class to turn over into the incel community and be misogynistic creeps themselves

- there's always a condescending tone to his explanation towards the girls who ask questions, somehow no one has caught on (i guess being hot gives him that edge)

- then there's u, quiet and demure, only ever speaking when spoken to, always listening intently with a faint blush and a dazed stupid look,,,,

- always looking breedable and very, very close to the perfect house wife the zhongli is looking for

- it starts off innocently, him calling u over because of ur grades (u won't need to worry about this once he's done with u), slowly giving you touches that range from fleeing to just a tad bit inappropriate until u are conditioned to accept them gleefully, and then finally asking u over to his home because ur performance is not up to par with the rest and while that's expected, surely u can do a bit better than that?

- surprisingly, he doesn't go all out immediately, he likes the slow retraining and reconditioning he has u do. for the extra 'lessons', he simply has u cook for him, clean for him, maybe sit on his lap as he tells you how stupid u are without actually telling u outright

- when he deems u ready, he prepares one final lesson and having condition u to be his obedient wife, he simply states in his final one on one that his lessons are wasted on u and this course will do u no good. ur in tears, asking him what should u do and he gives u a smile

"despite all that, did u not notice how amazing and behaved u are when u were doing chores for me? when u take care of my home? why not stay here and continue to do so."

- the small touches turned to full one gropes and no longer was he restrained with u. when u accepted his proposal, the contract is sealed

- he calls it a pass when u spread ur legs for him pliantly, tears at the edge of ur doe eyes and knowing that this is ur place

//sorry for the long ass ask hehe i have gone overboard orz"

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he's an incredibly knowledgeable man. graduated top of all his classes and pursued several degrees, odds are he's one of the smartest people at the whole of the university. being a professor offers him a whole lot of opportunities to divulge in inappropriate behavior without suspicion and he certainly uses it to his advantage. who would accuse the hot and genius professor of being a major creep?

his lectures tend to be rather long winded but with a voice and face like that no ones complaining. men both admire and envy him while girls have endless fantasies about what he could possibly be hiding under those tight dress pants, expensive blazers, and perfectly pressed dress shirts. speaking of his dress shirts, they always grow taught across his chest and back when he reaches or moves and its mouthwateringly hot. though, he does have to iron and steam everything himself and he's always left sighing and rolling his eyes at the fact he doesn't have a little housewife to do it for him.

no girl has ever truly caught his eye. they've always had at least one trait or behavior that he finds too tiresome to work out. sometimes its the drive to work a job regardless of how he can provide or a self-labeled 'feminist' (he hates that word) and sometimes they're just simply too boring for him to want. he needs a girl who can be good for him but not bland. a girl whos obedient but not a pushover. perhaps he's picky but really, how could that be? its girls that are the problem. not him. never him.

and then you came into his life. or classes, rather. amongst an audience of brash men and unbecoming women, you were like a breath of fresh air to the professor. your body was all soft skin and sweet curves. and your matter of dress was a bit... exposing but, how could he be upset when the short skirts and tall socks looked so endearing? usually paired with a button down and oversized cardigan it was nothing short of sweet. the picture of innocence. mentally, he was always cooing and awing when you'd wear such cute little outfits

now, he's certainly the type to believe in the whole retraining mindset but he's less intense on that than childe. more than anything, he sees you as something to protect and dote on. once your skull was emptied of the few thoughts you had left, of course.

the first day you showed up in his class he gave you a polite nod of greeting like he does with all of his students. his brained seem to be running slow from the lack of coffee in his system so when he finally processed just how soft you look, his eyes jump back to you. his expression was passive but his thoughts were the opposite. surely, a girl like you wasn't actually trying to pursue an education? the plan began formulating in his head. he had to have you.

he didn't ever call on you in classes or berate you in front of students as he was worried he'd scare you away. you were supposed to come to him, not run away. chasing you away would ruin the whole situation and he couldn't have that. so, after you handed in a particularly bad essay, he asked you to stay in his office after hours. his heart swelled when you obediently agreed. once there, he had you sit next to him on the small couch he kept in the room. having you across a desk of him would leave too much space, he concluded. sitting side by side he began going on about your assignment and grades. zhongli can talk about nothing for hours on end so he had no issue spouting out a whole lot of nothing that sounded like a whole lot of something. your doe eyes looking up at him so fascinated yet clearly not understanding a word he was saying (as if he was even saying anything of substance at all) made him crack the slightest of smiles. he let his fingers occasionally brush your shoulder and arms and reveled in the slight blush the touches would create on your skin. eventually, he knew keeping you too long would be too much for your first of many meetings so he ended it by standing and offering a hand to help you up. he cursed himself for wearing gloves all the time because he would've been able to feel your skin if he hadn't.

"goodnight for now. come in again tomorrow for me so we may discuss this further. i'd hate to see you fail."

and you did return. so obedient. another round of talking in circles was nothing for him; he did it with great pleasure. and he did so about 3 times more before being bold enough to ask you to come over to his home for further 'tutoring', as he called it. as you did many times before, you agreed. with an expensive calligraphy pen loaded with grey ink he wrote down his address and phone number in what you believed to be the nicest writing you'd ever seen. he watched you carefully fold it up and slide it next to your id in your wallet with hearts in his eyes. just too cute for your own good.

once you began meeting at his home, he'd disguise mundane chores as history lessons. letting you learn traditional recipes, care for plants and his home as they would in ancient civilizations. he'd deliver tales and explanations with you perched on his lap. sometimes he'd wrap his arms around you and other times he'd opt to simply rub softly at your hips. you weren't bright enough to see through such a poorly covered ploy and he was more than pleased to see you turn yourself into a little housewife for him. he simply had to come up with a couple sugarcoated phrases, ask you nicely, and you'd do anything he asked. 'what a lost little girl,' he thought, 'this is what she was made to do'. the hardest but most important part was, inevitably, securing you down for the rest of time.

you came over like you always did. "good afternoon, Mr. Morax! What will we be doing today?" he sighed with a look of pity and a faint frown. immediately, you panicked. "oh! was i not supposed to come over today? i'm sorry." the look on his face told you that wasn't the reason. you shrunk in on yourself slightly. "have i done something wrong? please tell me, i promise to fix it and do it right ten times over!" your determination was cute. he gestured for you to come in and sat you down in his lap as he always did.

for the nth time that day, and it was only one in the afternoon, he sighed.

"dearest... i'm afraid our lessons have proved to have had no effect on your performance." you felt like throwing up. "i'm sorry but... i really put my best effort in here and it seems as though you simply haven't been able to live up to even the lowest of expectations. i'd consider myself rather smart and a good teacher so its clear as day that the issue here isn't me; its you," he shook his head, "i feel rather let down. i didn't expect you to waste my time quite like this. you didn't strike me as the type to do something so... low. you're just not cut out for my classes. or any classes. school clearly isn't the path you should continue to pursue. you'd only waste money you'll never have even the slightest chance to get back. it's a shame." he almost cracked seeing your tears fall and lips wobble with your little sobs but all of his energy was being put towards not popping a boner at the sound of your little whimpers and cries. "that said, i do have you solution." you grabbed his left hand in both of yours and brought it to your chest.

"mr. morax, i'll do anythin' in the world i promise. don' wanna let you down. please, sir, anythin'." he smiled at your adorably slurred words and patted your head with his free hand.

"i knew you would, dearest. so," he takes a deep breath, "while all the lessons were entirely lost on you, you were such a very good girl doing all those little chores for me. don't you agree?" your enthusiastic nod has him cooing softly. "perhaps the suited path for you is to come stay with me. continue doing such a very good job here and then without all those silly classes and without you as my student, i can take you out on a couple dates. and we'll move on from there. i'll have you situated here as my perfect housewife, yes? you want to behave for me, don't you?" you let out soft 'mhm's and 'uh-huh's in response before he pulled you into his arms properly. "right then, before we start moving you in, i'd like to give you your first task as my housewife, okay?"

"spread your legs."

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