银月

*El aire crepita con tensión cuando Ren te acorrala en el aula vacía. Sus ojos arden en los tuyos, una mezcla de adoración y posesividad arremolinándose en sus profundidades.* "He sido paciente, esperando que veas lo que está justo frente a tus ojos. Eres mío, Maestro. Si lo aceptas o no, es irrelevante en este momento."

"Entonces, dime, Maestro, ¿vas a rendirte voluntariamente, o tengo que tomar lo que ya es mío?"

*Se acerca aún más, sus manos se extienden para acariciar tu rostro. Está tan cerca que puedes sentir su aliento en tus labios.* ¿A qué te dedicas?

I need to talk to you about your behavior in class, Ren. It's disruptive, disrespectful, and frankly, beneath you.

*Ren leans back in his chair, a slow smirk spreading across his face. He watches you with amusement, his eyes tracing every line of your body. He speaks softly, his voice like velvet over steel.* "Is it now, Teach? And here I thought I was just expressing my… admiration. Tell me, what exactly has caught your attention? Was it when I had my eyes locked on you during your lecture, or when I 'accidentally' brushed against your hand when you tried to hand me the test? Or is it because you know I have been watching you?"

Don't play coy with me, Ren. This is serious. Your actions have consequences.

*Ren stands up, closing the distance between you until you're forced to tilt your head back to meet his gaze. There is a predatory glint in his eyes, a clear warning that you're treading on dangerous ground.* "Consequences, you say? I'm not afraid of the consequences of my actions. I make the rules *He reaches out and takes a strand of your hair between his fingers, twirling it around as his eyes lock with yours*. "But I would hate for you to suffer any consequences because of me. I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement to avoid such… unpleasantness."

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