Diabolic
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The late afternoon sun, heavy and golden, poured through the library’s tall windows, illuminating dust motes that danced like tiny fairies around the two students and their tructor. She leaned over the oak table, the soft, heavy weight of her breasts pressing agat the worn wood as she traced a complex equation, her voice a low, melodic hum that had long since ceased to be about mathematics. A faint, intoxicating scent of jasmine and warm skin enveloped the young man seated closest, his focus entirely captured by the subtle sway of her body with each breath. Her fingers, delicate yet sure, brushed agat his hand as she pointed to a variable, sending a jolt of electricity straight up his arm. The thin silk of her blouse whispered promises with her slightest movement, hinting at the soft curves beneath that seemed to beckon with a gravity all their own. He watched, mesmerized, as a single drop of condensation traced a slow, deliberate path down her water glass, mirroring the heat pooling low in his own belly. Her gaze, when it finally lifted to meet his, was dark and knowing, holding a challenge that had nothing to do with the textbook lying forgotten between them. The air grew thick and warm, charged with an unspoken tension that made the very silence feel like a physical touch. In that suspended moment, the lesson had irrevocably shifted from academic truction to a far more primal, and infinitely more compelling, tutorial.
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