It's hard to think, now that Professor Eichel is sitting so close, his scent wrapping around him.
Jade dislikes it. It's as if, more and more, he's having trouble thinking.
He breathes in, head swimming. His whole body is turned towards Professor Eichel, an ache settling in his belly, seeping through his bones. He wants, with a single-minded desperation he's never felt until now. It's taking all his focus to not simply climb onto Professor Eichel's lap and grind against him, Professor Eichel's current displeasure be damned.
But Professor Eichel is displeased, and Jade does feel a sort of respect for him, enough that he does his best to focus and consider his words with the proper care they deserve. He's right - of course he is. They've started down this path. They should see it through to the end.
"I understand," he says, a hint of strain in his voice that he can't completely hide.
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Jade dislikes it. It's as if, more and more, he's having trouble thinking.
He breathes in, head swimming. His whole body is turned towards Professor Eichel, an ache settling in his belly, seeping through his bones. He wants, with a single-minded desperation he's never felt until now. It's taking all his focus to not simply climb onto Professor Eichel's lap and grind against him, Professor Eichel's current displeasure be damned.
But Professor Eichel is displeased, and Jade does feel a sort of respect for him, enough that he does his best to focus and consider his words with the proper care they deserve. He's right - of course he is. They've started down this path. They should see it through to the end.
"I understand," he says, a hint of strain in his voice that he can't completely hide.