[After that response, which Gladio may or may not have transferred to his personal, double-encrypted laptop, he finds himself needing to release a little... tension.
A tension he finds himself suffering from after every following class with the TA. It's a good thing he can multitask because taking notes while trying to catch glimpses of Ravus' ass is no easy feat. Any time the man walks past or stretches up or bends over, Gladio fights the urge to lean forward in his seat.
The thought of Ravus wearing those panties haunts his dreams. And all too soon it's the week before finals and Gladio can no longer afford to stare unabashedly at his TA's ass. But his TA can likely afford to stare at Gladio.
So he begins wearing progressively tighter shirts and one day he shows up in nothing but a hoodie, which he unzips most of the way in the heated classroom.
And every night, without fail, he sends Ravus photos.
His personal favorite is the one he takes the night before his final in Ravus' class. It's a fairly spectacular almost-nude. He's wearing only a jockstrap, and nothing else. The elastic frames his glutes perfectly as he squats, quads and hamstrings straining and calves bulging while his back muscles ripple and glisten - he actually beat his own personal record that day by squatting 800 pounds. Which, of course, he includes in the message he sends that night.]
Making a new personal best just for you. 800 pounds.
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A tension he finds himself suffering from after every following class with the TA. It's a good thing he can multitask because taking notes while trying to catch glimpses of Ravus' ass is no easy feat. Any time the man walks past or stretches up or bends over, Gladio fights the urge to lean forward in his seat.
The thought of Ravus wearing those panties haunts his dreams. And all too soon it's the week before finals and Gladio can no longer afford to stare unabashedly at his TA's ass. But his TA can likely afford to stare at Gladio.
So he begins wearing progressively tighter shirts and one day he shows up in nothing but a hoodie, which he unzips most of the way in the heated classroom.
And every night, without fail, he sends Ravus photos.
His personal favorite is the one he takes the night before his final in Ravus' class. It's a fairly spectacular almost-nude. He's wearing only a jockstrap, and nothing else. The elastic frames his glutes perfectly as he squats, quads and hamstrings straining and calves bulging while his back muscles ripple and glisten - he actually beat his own personal record that day by squatting 800 pounds. Which, of course, he includes in the message he sends that night.]
Making a new personal best just for you. 800 pounds.