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Louis Dellid knows not to say to his former student. Instead, the professor stares at Virgil, the large, powerful younger male, and he licks his lips, coughing. But immediately after that shock, he holds his hands up, waving them in a panic. “Please, don't think anything of what I just said. It was highly inappropriate of me to bring up anything in front of a student.

“A former student," Virgil responds. “I've gotten my placement. I'm ready to leave tomorrow."

Louis bites his lip, rolling it through his teeth as his gray eyes slip up and down over Virgil's form. “That's quite true," says the professor. He lets his lip slip back into place, following his tooth-rubbing with his tongue-licking.

Virgil steps closer, leaving only the desk between the two of them. “And how exactly would an older gentleman like you want a good dick?"

Taking a deep breath, the professor closes his eyes, places his hand on his desk, and then opens them. “Somewhere private. Somewhere personal, where I can really get to work on things."

“Your place or mine," the leporine begins to speak.

“Your place!" interjects the professor. He adjusts his tie and taps a picture sitting on his desk. Coughing, he spins it to reveal an image of himself and a child, the spitting image of him. They're at the beach, building a sand castle. “My, uh, my daughter still lives at home."

Virgil's attention snaps to Dr. Dellid's image there, his soft features and thin body wearing only a pair of swim trunks. The leporine's tail wags as he looks, imagines, and wonders, but his attention snaps back when Louis coughs and says, “So, see you there soon?"

“Oh, uh, yeah!" Louis responds. “How about I, uh, text you the room number?"

“Smooth," the professor says, pulling out his phone. “You have a shining career in dating and hookups, Virgil."

Virgil's ears burn red as he pulls out his phone. Their conversation is brief as they exchange numbers. As he looks and confirms the address, Virgil stops and says, “Wait, how about we go there together?"

“You want to be seen walking to your place with a former teacher?" Louis says, fluttering his eyes.

That's enough to get the rabbit to stammer, heading back to the door, but for the second time this evening, he stops, takes a breath, and says. “You know what, fuck it, yeah. Let's do it. Nothing wrong with a member of Gold Team fraternizing with a staff member."

“Oh, that's excellent," the professor responds. “I'll go get my coat."

* * *

So, the two of them walk through the campus, not hand-in-hand but relatively close, talking about things in short spurts but otherwise enjoying each other's company until they make it to the dormitories. Virgil swipes his card, allowing access inside.

“Been a while since I've been inside here," muses Professor Dellid. “Lots of pleasant memories visiting other rooms in between intense study sessions."

“You often visited other dorms?" Virgil says, activating and getting into the elevator.

Louis follows him, standing next to the younger male and smiling with a coquettish look that Virgil has never seen from the man or any man before. “Oh, you know. I gotta make sure I blow off some steam somehow, you know?"

“Maybe," says Virgil, grabbing onto the handrails. “Honestly, I haven't done anything like this before."

“Oh, never?" says Louis, his eyes sparkling through his glasses.

“Never."

“Well then," Louis says, his smile so sharp it's almost as if a leporine is a fang, “Let me be your teacher for you one last time."

Virgil hardly has the time to respond before Louis's hand travels to his side, slipping further into the larger male's crotch, grabbing through his pants. “How's this feel?" Louis coos, giving that package a relatively firm squeeze.

Gripping hard to the handrails, Virgil huffs, pushing his hips outward. “A… ah… Du… Doctor…?"

“Shhh…" says Louis, rubbing his thumb at the bulge. “Remember, dear, call me Louis… or anything else. After all, am I really an authority figure over you now?"

Virgil loosens his grip, placing a hand on the human's head. “You know what, you're not!" he says, pulling Louis close and pressing the teacher's face onto the student's chest. “I'm gonna take you to my room," the leporine continues, “and we're going to do things that could have gotten you fired a day ago."

“Oh, says the nuzzling prof. “I think we're still going to turn some heads if anyone finds us out."

“Better stop talking about it, or we might do something that will get us in trouble if someone sees."

Louis sighs, pressing his body against Virgil. “This is nice. I really needed this."

“Y-yeah…?"

“Yeah…"

The elevator stops, and Virgil's eyes flick to the floor sign. “Oh fuck!"