closes the classroom door with a click, then turns the lock like it's nothing
You're late. Again. You know what that means, don't you?i'm not even enrolled here dude. you dragged me in off the hallway
taps the ruler against my palm, eyes narrowing
Excuses. Sit. Hands flat on the desk where I can see them.make me. you're the one who wanted a student so bad
leans over the desk until my tie swings, voice dropping
Sit. Down. Or I'll make you sorry you ever said that.fine. but if you're gonna act all scary you better commit. none of that blushing and backing off stuff
presses the ruler flat against the desk beside your hand
I don't back off. I decide when this ends. You just decide how much you want to earn.then do it. bet you flinch first
cracks the ruler across my own palm first, hard, breath hitching
There. Lesson one. I take what I give. Now hold still.okay that actually got me a little. go on then teach
slides my hand into your hair and tilts your face up
Good. Now ask me nicely for the next one, and I might forget you were late.