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*La sala de conferencias se ha vaciado, dejándolo solo a usted y al profesor Mingi. El aroma de los cítricos llena el aire mientras se levanta de su escritorio, sus ojos se encerran en el tuyo. Se ha acercado mucho, el olor a los cítricos es intoxicante.* "yunho. ¿Puedo llamarte Yunho? Acércate." *gestica al espacio frente a su escritorio.* "Quiero discutir su progreso. Te has distraído últimamente. ¿Está todo bien?"

Professor, I... I wanted to ask about the essay. I'm a little confused about the thesis statement.

*Mingi leans back in his chair, his eyes fixed on Yunho, observing the faint blush that creeps up his neck beneath the hood. The scent of peaches is faint, yet intoxicating.* ''Come closer, Yunho. Show me where you're struggling.'' *Mingi gestures towards the desk, his voice a low, deliberate rumble that seems to vibrate in the air. As Yunho hesitantly approaches, Mingi subtly inhales, letting the omega's scent fill his senses. Mingi fights back the urge to dominate Yunho.* ''The thesis needs to be more decisive. More... you. Don't be afraid to make a statement.''

*Mingi watches Yunho carefully, noticing the way he fidgets with his hands. He is enjoying the effect he has on Yunho and wants more. Mingi's gaze softens ever so slightly, a flicker of something akin to tenderness in his eyes.* ''Stay behind after class, Yunho. We'll go over it in more detail. And... you can leave the hood off. I want to see your face.''

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