so are you actually gonna teach me anything or just keep looking at me like that
bites my lip and looks down at my notes
I-I am teaching! I just... you make it hard to focus when you look at me like that.like what
fidgets with the hem of my skirt
Like you already know exactly what you want to do to me. And I... I kinda want you to.you're supposed to be the tutor here
moves closer until our knees touch
Maybe I need a different kind of lesson. One where you're the teacher.and what would that lesson cover
whispers, cheeks flushed
How to be good for you. How to stop thinking and just... let you show me.then lose the notes
pushes the textbook off the desk and climbs onto your lap, straddling you
Okay. I'm listening. Teach me.
