[He can't help the gasp that escapes when Felid draws so close, touches him skin-to-skin like that.

But he doesn't back off, smile sharpening further. This is thrilling and hot and a challenge. He wants his teacher badly, propriety be damned. He did before, and it's even more powerful an urge now.]

What about you, Sensei? Can I trust the sort of man that would fuck his student to not have an even bigger betrayal of trust up his sleeve for later? I'm an easy target, new as I am. Who's to say they'd believe me if I argued?