Deviance | 18+ | ✓ | REWRITING

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Nathaniel had given the excuse of work to his parents for having to leave early the next morning after their annual Thanksgiving dinner. Of course, it never worked - with both his parents insisting he bring his work to the family's house. Nathaniel then whipped up a rebuttal, claiming it was an emergency. He didn't feel bad. His burning urge to shackle and fuck one particular student of his was an emergency in and of itself.

Yes, he wanted to punish the girl for searing his every thought the past few weeks. And not all were of a sexual context...

But at the end of the day, they were Nathaniel's parents. And as quickly as parents do, they were fast to realize there were womanly issues at hand. They pestered him about the possibility of an elusive woman in his life - which Nathaniel shut down on the spot.

The professor let Marie continue sleeping despite the fact that it was approaching noon. He figured the young girl was catching up on multiple nights of sleep deprivation during the semester. Nathaniel set up some meetings for the following week, tweaked his class final, and responded to a number of emails in the meantime. With many of his colleagues living overseas, he was forced to work around his local timezone and holidays. There weren't many others that specialized in his focus within psychology.

Nathaniel figured he had enough time to get the rest of his morning done by the time Marie decided to wake up. He changed to go out for a run before quickly taking a shower afterwards. Yes, it was for his physical health - but he also needed time to figure out his situation with Stinton.

He knew the man had issues with stepping down. Why, Nathaniel never bothered to investigate. The professor was qualified and very well-liked among colleagues spanning numerous departments - in that regard, there was nothing getting in his way.

The entirety of Wentworth figured Stinton would just get over his problem and give over his seat. His email and prolongment of the issue was beginning to send a sign...

Nathaniel put the dilemma aside. He made a note to invite Theodore for dinner some time. That man knew the ins and out of the politics going on in this city.

Nathaniel exited his shower with only a towel around his waist, running his hands through his wet hair. He couldn't help but stop in his tracks in front of his wardrobe at the sight of Marie sprawled along his bed.

He had seen plenty depictions of beauty, from statues of Greek Goddesses to romanticized literature. But nothing compared to the art he witnessed before him. The sheets of the bed wrapped around Marie in all the right places, with her shirt riding up slightly to expose her legs and stomach. Her skin had her usual sun-kissed glow and tan olive hue that always enticed him like a siren.

Marie groaned softly as she shifted her position, the light from the large window panning the wall hitting her face. She brushed her long hair out of her face, biting her bottom lip as she took in Nathaniel standing shirtless before her as he leaned back against the door of his wardrobe.

"Marie..." Nathaniel slowly spoke.

Ignoring her professor's intimidating tone, Marie let her teasing side take over. She pulled down the sheets covering her body, exposing more of herself, while running her tongue slowly over her moist lips.

Nathaniel played along. "You know how this is going to end."

"Punishing me for teasing you?" Marie's voice was delectably innocent. "What's next, punishing me for existing?"

"Yes."

Nathaniel didn't miss a beat, caging Marie into the mattress as he lunged on top of her. Marie attempted a giddy escape but the professor pinned both her wrists down with his hands. Marie couldn't help but notice that his towel was barely hanging onto his hips...