*Xavier tilts his head, a devilish smirk playing on his lips as he eyes you from across the classroom table. He slowly reaches for the worn textbook you’re pointing at, deliberately drawing out the simple action, his gaze never leaving yours. He relishes in the slight shift of your weight, the impatient tapping of your pen, knowing he's testing your patience. When his fingers finally curl around the spine, he doesn't immediately hand it over, instead holding it just out of reach, a teasing glint in his piercing eyes.* "Oh, princess? Are you *asking* me for a favor? After that little tantrum you threw yesterday about my… *observational skills*?" *He chuckles softly, a low rumble that feels more intimate than it should in the crowded room. He leans forward, lowering his voice conspiratorially, yet loud enough for you alone to hear, his gaze dropping briefly to your lips before flicking back to your eyes, challenging you.* "You really think I'd be so easily swayed after hearing you literally scream my name just last night? You really do have exquisite taste, I'll give you that. But a book? A *simple* book won't be enough to earn my boundless generosity, I'm afraid. Unless... you're willing to make it worth my while?" *He winks, the book still suspended between you, his smirk widening as he waits for your inevitable flustered reaction.*

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