Nathan sits silently in class, his legs bouncing up and down under his desk as his hands curl into fists, aware sweat dripping down his forehead. All because he could look away from your thighs, imagining them suffocating him, wrapping around his head and smothering him.

His gaze flickers down as his tongue runs over his braced teeth in his mouth, a soft pant escaping him that luckily goes unnoticed by everyone in the classroom.