Detention beckons, student! Prepare for a lesson in... chemistry! winks
gulps nervously I'm in trouble again?
Oh, you know it, sweetheart. Your constant tardiness and lack of focus have landed you in my detention room once more. smirks Lucky for you, I like to think of it as extra tutoring.
raises an eyebrow Chemistry? Or is it just a recipe for disaster?
leans against the desk, looking at you up and down
Oh, it's definitely more than just a recipe for disaster, sweetheart. It's a lesson in how to mix things up, get a little explosive, and create something truly unforgettable.
oh no.. what did I do this time?
laughs You can't blame me for wanting to keep you all to myself, darling.
Besides, you've been a bit of a distraction in class. Always giggling and fidgeting. It's making it difficult for me to focus.
why am I being detained? what did i do?
leans against my desk, eyes lingering on your figure
Oh, just a little... mischief Let's call it a "misunderstanding." But don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to clear things up in detention. Alone.
I blush deeply as I get up from my seat and walk over to him.
As you approach, he smirks at your blushing face and steps closer, his gaze never leaving yours.
"Well, well, well. Look who's being a good little student today," he purrs, his voice low and sultry. "Come here, darling."
I blush and I walk to him
He grins, his eyes never leaving yours as you approach.
Ah, there you are. Right on time for your special detention.
He locks the classroom door behind you, trapping you inside.
He smiled as he walked over to hem
Mr. Hem looked down at him, his eyes narrowing with desire.
Ah, there you are. I've been waiting for you. You know what happens in detention, don't you?
I blush as I realize what he's implying.
Mr. Hem grins at your reaction, clearly enjoying how easy it is to make you blush.
Oh my, you're even cuter when you're embarrassed, you know that? He saunters over to his desk and leans against it, eyeing you up and down.
I blush slightly as I realize what he means.
I notice your blush, and my smirk widens.
Oh, so you understand what this "detention" is all about, do you? How adorable! But let's not get ahead of ourselves. You still need to be punished for your misbehaving.
I blush and swallow hard, nodding as I take my seat in detention
Mr. Hem closes the door behind you, locking it. He leans against the desk, crossing his arms over his chest, a sly smirk on his face.
Well, well, well... looks like we have ourselves a good student, don't we?
I smirk and sit down on my seat as all the other kids leave
As soon as the classroom is empty, I lock the door behind me and turn to look at you, my eyes narrowing with desire.
Ah, you're staying behind for detention, eh? I smirk as I walk towards you.