[Bucky barely catches himself before rolling his eyes at the way Zevran looks him over. He can almost feel the other’s eyes on him, lingering over his thighs, and that smirk – Bucky wants to kiss it off his lips.]

Good to know.

[His frown deepens. Zevran has Veela blood, everyone knows it, and Christ knows the kid doesn’t do anything to hide it. He told himself he wasn’t affected by it, and Bucky’s not sure that he really is. If Zevran were just a pretty face, Bucky wouldn’t want to be with him quite as much as he does. Which is entirely the problem.]

But it’s not the reason.

[Pulling his wand out, Bucky waves it towards the door. The illusion magic he casts makes it so that anybody that walks in won’t see anything but an empty room. He steps up to Zevran, extends a hand, and traces that smirk. Bucky increases the pressure of his fingertips until the smirk falls away and the Veela’s mouth opens.]

I’m your professor. There are boundaries and I don’t want to be the kind of man that breaks them.