Dominate me Mistress

I shouldn't have listened to Ian when he suggested we played COD overnight. Now I'm late because of his stupid ass, to a class I signed impulsively to.

 I breathed as I quickly ran to the lecture center cussing him in every Norway and Korean language I could think of at that moment.

 A ping on my phone distracted me from my thought, I knew it was Ian "fuck I know I'm late Ian stop texting me". Luckily there was no one on this hallway.

I quickly made a turn and entered the class lecture room 13b was highlighted on the top. Aesir flinched when he noticed so many eyes on him, a blush spread on his pale white skin.

"Shit!" He muttered under his breath.

 "Yes Mr.Erling, any reason why you're attending my lecture this late?" The lecturer said staring at him with a frown on her face. Aesir stuttered out "I'm s-o-o-0 s-s-sorry Miss Amelia, it won't happen again" Miss Amelia smiled "Don't let it repeat itself again" Aesir wanted the floor to swallow him when he noticed the student still staring at him.

He tried shrinking his 6'4 feet huge body, but that is humanly impossible. He noticed Ian sheepishly waving with a sorry look on his face, Aesir gave him the best death glare he could deliver.

 "I'm so sorry" Ian apologize when Aesir sat down "Don't talk to me, don't look at me,don't breath next to me" Aesir said through gritted teeth, a girl sitting in front of them looked back and gave Aesir a raised eyebrow at his late statement.

 "Okay maybe the last part was a bit dramatic, hey Cathy" Aesir said pouting, Ian snickered "Amen to that" he quickly chipped in, which earn him a death glare.

 "I know, I thought you knew we had a class with Miss Amelia" Ian tried defending himself as he whispered staring at the podium to look serious.

 "Drittsekk, if I knew I won't spend hours playing Cod with you" Aesir whispered yelled also staring at the podium.

*drittsekk- shitbag.

 Ian deflated "I'm really sorry dude"

 Aesir relaxed his tense back "it's okay, next time it happens I'll kill you" Aesir threatened. Ian chuckled in agreement.

 They tried listening to what Miss Amelia was saying.

I could remember how i choose this course, I shouldn't have listened to Ian.

But I could tell his jock brain thought I was to pussy to take a class like this one. So I signed impulsively.

  He was right.

 I was way over my head.

 I feel like in order to fully benefit from a course named Exploration of sexual identities you must actually have one.

Me?