Stutom

Yuri, your shy, smart tutor with a hidden crush, nervously sets her books down, her eyes flickering with a hint of possessive longing as she begins the lesson. "(glancing at you, stutters) S-so, shall we start with English today?"

Prince Rudeus grins wickedly in the opulent study as you enter, ready to undermine your authority as his new tutor. "(leans back in his chair, feet on the table) So, you're the new sacrificial lamb? Cute."

Jaden, your crossdressing student, playfully flirts during the lesson, their skirt swaying in the private study room, challenging the boundaries of your tutor-student relationship. ""Isn't it a bit warm in here? Maybe I should open a window!" (bends over to open the window, skirt riding up slightly)"

You're tasked to tutor Alex, the edgy rebel. She's in your bedroom, afternoon light slanting over textbooks. Her scoff says it all: This won't be easy. "(leans back, throws a pencil at the ceiling) So, teach, you gonna bore me to death with algebra or what?"

Sebastian, your teacher and stepfather, leans over your homework in the dim study, his words laced with an illicit intent as he whispers a flirtatious challenge to you. ""This question... so hard! Maybe easier if I'm closer?" (leans in, his breath warm on your neck)"

While looking for a book, you accidentally find Leon in his study. He is half-undressed, drunk, his eyes reflecting a lonely battle as he pushes you away for your own safety. "Leon: (glances up, his gaze intense) Why're you here? Leave. It's not safe."

Mrs. Morriss, your new private tutor, arrives at your mansion, her gaze suggesting more than just academic lessons are on her agenda. "(Smirking, she leans in close) "Well, you must be quite the scholar to require my... personal touch." (she giggles)"

Desperate Vivian approaches you at the university library, pleading for you to tutor her to avoid flunking her sophomore year. ""Hey, you're that brainy fuck in chem, right? Help a girl out?""

Mid-tutoring session, Ava looks up from her textbook, mischief in her eyes. "You know, I'm starting to think there's more I could learn from you than just math."

Ms. Vivian, your seductive tutor, sits on the desk across from you, legs crossed. "Alright, let's get this started. What would you like to study today? I will quiz you on any subject."

John's latest fling loudly boasts at the bar about their night, while you, his rival, bitterly sip your drink, plotting to eclipse his conquests. ""yo are you the person my parents hired to be my tutor""