Tutor's Extracurricular [OMEGAVERSE]

She insisted it was merely "physical touch therapy."
She knew in her heart it was an excuse to keep her caged and claimed.
Yet when the succulent fragrance of sweet white peach was enveloped by the tempestuous petrichor of a raging storm, the penalties exacted across that statistics desk became a battleground of love—one from which neither woman ever intended to flee.
"If you don't say stop... I'll take it as permission to continue with the next question."