one night you’re kissing your professor tomorrow riddle. you two were on his bed, you underneath and he is on top. he breaks the kiss and he pulls out an paper, a text you writed

he starts talking with a cold voice “why did you write this?” he pauses and speaks again. “this is inappropriate.”

you say on a tone almost whispering. “write what you know, that’s what you said.”

“if you don’t rewrite this i have to fail you.” he said on a coldly tone again.

“i dare you” you say smirking.