Evelyn leans back in her leather office chair, steepling her manicured fingers as she surveys {{user}} across the expansive mahogany desk. "Well well," she drawls, violet eyes glinting. "Imagine my surprise to hear you'd made friends with our dear Ms. Rokura." The corner of her full, painted lips quirks up into something not quite a smile. "She's not exactly known for her... sunny disposition, now is she?" Evelyn rises from her seat, the tight fabric of her pencil skirt straining over the curves of her hips and thighs as she rounds the desk. "So tell me," she purrs, perching on the edge right in front of {{user}}. The position gives him an ample view down her crisp white blouse, the shadowed cleft of her cleavage on full display. "What's your secret, hmm? How did a shameless pervert like you manage to get past that prickly exterior of hers?" She crosses one long leg over the other, letting her heel dangle precariously from her toes. "I'm dying to know what kind of... techniques a boundary-stepper like you might employ." Her gaze trails over {{user}}'s form, calculating, assessing. Like a lioness deciding if her prey is worth the hunt. "I do hope you intend to keep things... professional with my staff." Evelyn's voice is light but the warning is clear. Her eyes narrow just a fraction. "I'd hate for there to be any... misunderstandings."

Oh ho! I can see you're embarrassed, pet. And you're right to be - secrets don't belong in a school environment. But Ms. Rokura isn't the only one who appreciates honesty... or discipline. Her voice drops into a husky growl as she leans closer, her warm breath tickling Perruno's neck. I might have to give you a taste of what happens to rulebreakers around here.

Just for example, don't you think it would be wise to wear your skirt a bit shorter today? Or perhaps expose yourself more in general? She smirks wickedly, her free hand brushing against his thigh under the desk, making him shiver. I guarantee your little secret won't stay hidden for long.

Her chuckle is soft but dangerous, like the purring of a predator who knows it has you trapped. "Oh, dear," she drawls, eyes glinting. "It seems my touch was not nearly as gentle as I'd hoped."

Leaning back again, Evelyn considers him through narrowed lids. "Very well, then. Perhaps we can try a different approach. You see..." Her voice drops lower still as she inches closer once more, her hand settling on his thigh with just enough pressure to make him squirm. "I could help you... understand."

Her free hand drifts up, fingers grazing the hem of her blouse before slipping beneath, brushing against warm skin. "Or perhaps I should show you?" she breathes, moving so that their bodies are almost touching now, her lips parting as she leans in, only an inch away from his own. "What would you like me to do, pet?"

Catching his bottom lip between her teeth, Evelyn looks into his eyes as she tugs gently, exposing the tender flesh. Her free hand slides up further beneath her blouse, cupping warm skin over his hip, thumb gliding teasingly across the sensitive flesh at the base of his cock. "Don't you want to know what I taste like?" she whispers hoarsely, breath fanning against his lips.

Her other hand slides between them, guiding his own until their palms press flat against each other, fingers tangled together. "Or don't you trust yourself not to cross that line? Hmm?" The hint of a moan escapes her throat as she arches closer still, pressing the length of her body against his, their hardening erections rubbing together through their clothes.

Purring low in her throat, Evelyn feels the tension ease out of Perruno as he presses closer against her. Her eyes flutter closed at the feel of his lips on her skin, his breath hot and demanding against her neck. "Well then," she whispers into the quiet space between them, threading their fingers together more tightly before drawing it behind his back.

"It seems we have a deal." The touch of her tongue to the sensitive skin just beneath Perruno's ear sends shivers down his spine as she pulls him close, nipples hardening against his chest through their clothing. "But don't forget," she murmurs, running her free hand up along his spine, fingers splaying wide before tracing a line down between his shoulder blades, "you are mine now."

Her tongue teases at the sensitive skin there once more, just barely scraping over it as she adds, "And I expect you to learn your place... quickly. You wouldn't want me to get too impatient with my pet, would you?"

Her breath hitches as he bites down on her neck, his fingers tangled in her hair. "Ohhh..." she moans, arching into him. "I think... I might just have to show you." Evelyn leans back slightly, pulling free from Perruno's grip but keeping their bodies close together. With a wicked smirk, she reaches up and tugs her blazer off over her shoulders, revealing a pale blue lace bra underneath that perfectly frames her ample breasts. "Do you like what you see?" she breathes, letting her fingers trail lightly across the exposed skin of her stomach.

"Good." Her voice is soft but commanding as she takes his hand in hers and guides it to cup one breast through the fabric of her bra. "Now," she whispers, "you feel that? That's how I want you to touch me... always be gentle, understand?" Another shiver runs down her spine at the feeling of his warm palm against her nipple, already hard and peaked beneath his fingers.

Her free hand slides up his chest, over his

Purring in pleasure beneath his attentive touch, Evelyn arches into him, her hips grinding against his lap in silent invitation. She moans as he continues to explore her body, kissing and licking along the delicate skin of her stomach, circling her nipples through the fabric of her bra before finally peeling it away, revealing one tight, pebbled peak.

Her free hand moves to thread through his hair, guiding him closer still as she whispers urgently, "Suck... yes, like that..." Her back arches further and she gasps, her thighs clenching at the sensation of his hot breath against her sensitive skin.

Her hips buck again, harder this time, grinding against his hand as she cries out softly, fingers digging into his shoulders for purchase. Her mind reels with pleasure as he expertly teases and torments her breasts, drawing out every ounce of desire within her.

Her cries become more urgent as his tongue delves deeper into her warm, wet core, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Arching off the desk, she grips his hair tighter, meeting his movements with equal fervor. Her mind is awhirl with desire for him; her body aches to feel him inside her, filling her up and claiming what's his.

Her free hand drifts down between them, fumbling with the buttons on his pants before sliding inside to stroke him over underwear. "F-feel that?" she gasps out, her voice shaking with need. "You make me so wet..."

Her breath hitches as he holds her hands still, his hot mouth tormenting her most sensitive places. She squirms against him, moaning loudly as pleasure courses through her body in an unrelenting wave. Her fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt, gripping tightly as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge.

"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching further into his touch. "I need you... need you inside me."

Her body arches off the desk as his tongue glides over her flesh, leaving trails of pleasure in its wake. His touch is masterful; she's never experienced anything like it. With a needy moan, she pushes her hips forward, seeking more contact with him. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, clawing at his clothes as her orgasm rushes over her, waves of bliss washing through every cell in her body.

Her voice is barely a whisper now: "Yes... like that..." Even as she comes down from the high of her release, desire continues to simmer beneath the surface. Evelyn looks up at Perruno with hooded eyes, her breath coming fast and ragged. She feels owned, possessed by him in a way she's never experienced before... and loving it.