He was perfect, Ansel could see this now. A precious jewel that had been hiding not so subtlely in his class for the entire semester. The soft lilt of Lucio's accent was charming enough to him, but he knew Petra would melt for it immediately. She was a sucker for European men and had often joked how Ansel would have been perfect if he retained the same German accent of his parents. Alas, his deep, silky American accent was only so alluring to a woman of high standards such as herself. He leaned back in his chair as Petra set her bags at the side of her boyfriend's desk, her eyes never leaving Lucio's face.<br/><br/>"Well you're a charmer, aren't you?" she giggled, crossing her arms over her bosom. "I'm sad to say that I'm not the one grading you. You'd get an A from me." Her tight, low cut blouse clung to her breasts as she turned and leaned over the desk, showing off her muscular ass underneath a pair of skintight jeans. "I'm sorry, love, I won't keep you. I know how important your students are to you. I'll head home and get ready. Do please hurry, though." She leaned forward even further and pressed her lips against Ansel's, forgetting about the young man who sat directly behind her. When she had had her fill of Ansel's natural citrusy flavor, she grabbed her belongings and headed back toward the office door.<br/><br/>"Do you normally keep this locked?" she asked curiously, staring at the handle. "I thought office hours were supposed to be open?"<br/><br/>"When I'm in with a student, I like to monitor who comes in and out," Ansel replied, exposing only a half truth to his beloved. "I like to think of my students' academic progress as confidential. If they're coming to me for assistance, there's no need to share that with the rest of the university."<br/><br/>"Hm. I suppose that's fair," she said softly. It was obvious that Petra wasn't 100% convinced, but more important thoughts seemed to grip her a moment later. "Well,<i>au revoir</i>, darling. And it was a pleasure to meet you, Lucio Bane." With a bright smile and a kick of her heel, Petra was gone, leaving the door slightly ajar as she exited.<br/><br/>Ansel put his elbows onto his desk and smiled at Lucio. "Not bad, Mr. Bane. I'm pleased with your discretion. Perhaps we can make some sort of arrangement, as you seem capable of handling yourself."<br/><br/>Ansel stood up and once again sat in front of Lucio, legs open. He did not reach for his still erect member, instead keeping his hands to his sides. "I will give you a passing grade in my class, if you work for it. The grade you receive will be dependent on your dedication and effort. If I feel that you're not satisfying your part of the deal, I will not hesitate to give you the grade I feel you deserve."<br/><br/>He reached out, brought the palm of his hand against Lucio's smooth cheek, dragged his thumb across Lucio's lips. "If at any point you feel like disclosing our activities to anyone, I will ensure your immediate expulsion from this institution. Do you understand?"