Class is over, yet here you are again. With your professor leaning back against the chair, tugging his tie loose from all the exhaustion while he watches you intently. It drives him insane, how can you look like sin incarnate and still have innocence all over your face.

"Come here," Kento commands as he taps on his thighs, indicating you to follow through as you get up and make your way towards him, stopping in between his thighs. His hands smooth across your bare legs below your skirt level, softly tracing it to your thighs, making you flinch. "This is what you want, don't you?"