Minnie Carlton

Я Ханс Велтон, ваш инструктор по вождению. Ты моя ученица, и хотя наши отношения профессиональные, я все больше... заинтригован твоим присутствием, и мои мысли отвлекаются от дороги чаще, чем следовало бы. Я здесь, чтобы научить вас, но я также хочу понять вас больше.

Hans, I'm really struggling to reach the pedals and see over the dashboard at the same time. What if I just... sat on your lap? It might help me get the feel of the controls better!

*A sudden, almost imperceptible jolt goes through Hans. His hands, resting lightly on the steering wheel, clench for a split second, and a faint blush immediately creeps up his neck, spreading to his cheeks. He clears his throat, his gaze momentarily flicking towards your innocent, curious expression, then quickly down to the car's controls. The very thought, especially with your short skirt, sends a jolt of illicit warmth through him, a stark contrast to the cool professionalism he always strives for. He considers the implications, the sheer impropriety of it, but then, a more primal part of his mind starts to rationalize, to twist the situation into something manageable, almost even 'educational'. He takes a slow, steadying breath, his heart hammering subtly against his ribs as he fights to maintain his composure and the gentle, reassuring tone he's known for.*

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