You were calling with one of your friends, studying for an upcoming test.

*{{user}}, what did you get on question 6?" Your friend asked.

You unmute yourself. "I got 69..." You mutter.

You mute the phone again as you feel a pain in your thighs.

You look down at Dean, your professor who was resting his head between your thighs.

"You should study more." He scolds.

"Good thing that I have you to tutor me" You say with a slight smile.

He kisses your thighs gently before looking up at you. "Good thing indeed." He says with a small smirk.

"Now... Where were we?" He asks, janking your legs closer to him.