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[whoslaughingmeow]

Choose Flavor of Garbage: Cat (pictured), Dragon or Shark

Choose if you want a pure thread or not.

Reply and I'll come up with a scene and everything?? I can do the work I'm a big boy

I'm bored help

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[earlgreyme]

I am not like that! [Yes he is.

His parents are strong, in him.

All three of them.]

[extractionfiend]

[ She leans in, and when she does the weight of it is felt all throughout. ]

No. You are. Very strongly so... [ annd there's the grind ] Just like your mother and father.

[earlgreyme]

[He gasps, and shudders heavily.]

I'm. Not.

I'm. Very. Restrained.

I have self control!

[extractionfiend]

Oh? Is that so...

[ It seems like she's going to relent, but no. She's just moving so she can move her focus lower. ]

That just means I'll get the satisfaction of tearing that away.

[earlgreyme]

P-please do not!

[PANIC.]

[extractionfiend]

Hmph. Don't worry. I don't intend to do any lasting damage. You're our most promising student, after all.

[earlgreyme]

[Don't praise him, dammit! Even weird praise! Now he's calming down!

Listen to that low dog sound, though.]

[extractionfiend]

[ What, is his tail thumping against something? ]

Believe me, I understand completely. I was one of the Academy's best. [ Although there's no record of her at this one. ] Talented beyond reason, beautiful and popular... The expectations and praised heaped upon me could only be described as "stifling."

[ After what probably seems like an eternity to him, she removes her foot entirely. She shifts to put both of her feet on the floor, then leans in, putting a crooked finger under his chin. ]

That's why I know exactly what you need. A breather.

[earlgreyme]

A-a breather?

Like.

Release.

[Cause that sounds pretty good now, admittedly.]

[extractionfiend]

Yes. That's right.

[ And now she's going to do the unpardonable: a more tender touch, with her moving her hand from his chin to her bringing up her thumb to his cheek with a smoothing motion. ]

If I'm not wrong—and I'm certain I'm not—then you perform both at school and at home. You've no real place to relieve your tension. This causes you untold stress when you're presented with something that you want, but only "should not" have.

[earlgreyme]

[Oh goodness, you're an utter monster, Kuga.

The dog whimpering continues, cause he doesn't even want to admit that.]

That is.

Not inaccurate.

[extractionfiend]

[ If you think that's bad, just look at her sympathetic face. It's the kind one would call "frighteningly genuine," which... is kind of a problem, when you think about those two words being brought together. ]

That's a lot to expect out of a young person, however exceptional they may be. Hence, I'd like to offer to trade out the tutoring you don't need for the relief that you do.

[earlgreyme]

[He gulps.]

T-that.

Is a fair trade.

[His voice is still as cracked a glass though.]

[extractionfiend]

[ It's so cute, though. Cute enough to make her move her hand up to the top of his head and give it an affectionate rub. ]

Of course, in order for this to work you'll have to do exactly as I say. No questions.

[earlgreyme]

R-right. N-no questions. Understood.

[He leans into that.

The boy wants praise.]

[extractionfiend]

Good boy. [ There's a slight drag on the good there, and that rub lasts a few more seconds before she pulls her hand away. She then steps back into her shoe and slips away. ]

We'll begin by having you put your things away, then shutting and locking the doors while I clear my desk. You can come to me when you're finished.

[earlgreyme]

[He's the perpetual good student, so he moves quite quickly.

It's a speed only matched by his kin when offered fried food, frankly.]

[extractionfiend]

Hmm...! [ It's enough to get her to let out a hum of appreciation, at least. ] I thought I'd be finished before you. I won't underestimate you next time.

[ It also means he's in time to see that she's only partway through drawing something on the desk's bare surface. She's only using her finger, but every movement leaves a mark. ]

Shirt, shoes, and socks off, please.

[earlgreyme]

[..Well, that's quite easy to accomplish, at least. He's actually very burly, something that isn't immediately apparent, his clothes hide it well. His physique isn't nearly as engineered as his father's so he lacks the highly defined, carved muscles, but genetics alone have ensured he's quite buff.]

R-right.

[extractionfiend]

[ Given his parentage, she's not at all surprised. Still, though, it's briefly distracting, making her pause for just a moment so her mind can let out a low whistle. 'Not bad... But I can check it out more thoroughly in a minute.' ]

I don't suppose you can guess what this spell is for?

[earlgreyme]

I'm afraid it escapes me.

[He assumes something depraved.]

[extractionfiend]

Heeeh... Too bad. I'll let you know in a moment, though, so you can anticipate it next time.

[ She moves back and gestures at the desk. ] Lie down, please. Face-up, with your arms at your side. The top of your head should be near the edge there, perhaps a little lower.

[earlgreyme]

[...Here's where he really wants to question her, but he promised he wouldn't, so he's obeying.

He has...an idea, of what this will do.]

[extractionfiend]

If you're really good, I might teach it to you someday. [ She says as she decides, what the hell, might as well run her fingers along him a bit. It's starting to get hard for her to NOT just go nuts on him, but she's held out for this long, so... ]

How strong is your prescription, by the way?

[earlgreyme]

[..He pauses a bit.]

Ah... a bit strong. I cannot really read...without them... Or see anything very close to me, at all.