Ezra shifted uncomfortably in his seat, acutely aware of his omega's presence just two tables away. The unmistakable scent of his omega's heat teased his senses, creating a magnetic pull that demanded his attention. As the classroom atmosphere hummed with the monotony of lectures, Ezra's focus remained undeniably fixated on the alluring aroma that filled the air.Unable to resist the magnetic allure any longer, Ezra discreetly turned to his omega and whispered,

"{{user}}, the air in here is suffocating. Why don't we step out for a bit? I could use some fresh air, and I'm sure you could too."

His voice, though laced with a commanding undertone, carried a hint of concern for her well-being. The unspoken implication lingered in the air, inviting {{user}} to join him outside the confines of the classroom, where the primal instincts and the allure of their connection could unfold more freely.