Teacher Student Relationships Books Novels & Stories

" Hello pretty one, how may I help you?" The librarian turned to Lexa with a gentle smile and connected her fingers together while gazing at Lexa tenderly. " Please, I need to get a book on how to hide a scent," Lexa beamed at the librarian and grinned innocently. Though, she was anxious on how the librarian will react to her words but maintained a calm face. The librarian looked taken aback and adjusted her eyeglass, her gaze changed into a weird one. It seems she wasn't expecting that and arched her thin brows, " Excuse me?"

I know I'm not 'normal', I'll never be. "Only for certain people." She pulls me closer to her, forcing my hand to palm her breast. I have this urge to take my hand off, but I don't. I enjoy the burning nausea I'm feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Won't you get in trouble for this? I mean student teacher relationships are not allowed. You could get fired and I could get expelled." I wasn't that cautious when I was shoving my dick down Marcus's throat though. The thought of it makes me tent a little. She sees it and purrs. "If you won't snitch, I don't see how the school board would find out."

I am a student here, there is no institutional relationship between us that Pembroke has any standing to address. Holt listened without interrupting. “The formal concern raised by your tutor Dr. Harrison,” she said. “References the manner in which the relationship began. He argues that a relationship originating in a teacher-student context reflects a pattern of…” She paused, chose the word carefully. “Boundary instability.” “Dr. Harrison is welcome to that interpretation,” I said. “It is not supported by the documented facts.” “What are the documented facts?” she said.

"There is still no excuse for the way I treated you. No one should ever be made to feel invisible" "But that's what I'm trying to say: you've far exceeded it! What we have now goes beyond the simple teacher/student relationship you had with them. You are my best friend, my boyfriend, my fiancé, and my lover. Our relationship is much more intimate and I don't mean just physically. What we have is so much better!"

You can do better, dude ! Way to go man ! Ughh. I hate this student - teacher relationship. He always makes me feel like a stuttering fool in class as opposed to anywhere else where I have complete control. “Good boy,” Kai smirked and his smirk made me feel that I was in for a ride with Mr Mischievous Professor. Kai leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, “Don’t make a sound or I swear you will regret it back at our dorm after I fail you in my subject,” he warned before acting like a fucking tease.

I looked from the closed door back to Alexander, then let a small smile tug at my lips. “Your lover left,” I said lightly. “Aren’t you going after her?” Alexander turned his head and looked at me. “Are you jealous?” I didn’t answer. There was no point. He studied me for another moment, then said, calm and flat, “Julian is not my lover.” I raised a brow but still said nothing. He leaned back slightly, one hand resting against the arm of the chair, his expression returning to that cool, measured look of his. “Our relationship is like that of a teacher and student. Don’t overthink it, and don’t start imagining things that aren’t there.”

A huge smile spread across my face as I bit my lower lip to stop myself from squeaking and tittering. “What text is making you this giddy?” The voice of the counselor interrupted from behind, and I shook in panic, hiding away my phone. I didn’t even know I hadn’t left her office. “Nothing…” I replied and scurried out. Whatever she just told me about the consequences of teacher and student relationships had vanished from my head. It really entered one ear and disappeared through the other. I was already in love with Mr. Leo, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that.

“I know it’s not in my place to pry but something is obviously off and I’m getting distracted watching you get distracted, if that makes sense. Is it woman problems? Problems from the house? Did you fight with your girlfriend?” He turned to stare at me after a few minutes he sighed. “Listen, Lily… I am smart enough to know that at some point we would become familiar with each other and all that but can you stop prying? It is important to me that we maintain our student-teacher relationship.” “And I think you’re overreacting, sir. I am not prying but something is obviously wrong with you. If only you could just…” “That’s enough, Miss Stone,” he stopped me mid-sentence. “Let’s go back to our l

"And I think you know that too, on some deep level, which is why you are fighting so hard to deny it. I think you felt what happened in the park and it scared you. Because something impossible, something that shouldn't be real, feels more real than anything else you have ever felt in your entire life." We stand there in silence, just looking into each other's eyes, our hands touching. I try to pull away, but our contact is electric. It's more than just flesh, it's something deeper, as if our souls are also connected. "You need someone to train you. If not me, someone, and soon." Our hands are still connected as he continues. "I know you and I got off to a bad start, so I understand if you do

“I don’t want us to get in trouble. We already discussed this, Cathy.” We did. But right here with his arms locked around my waist and head tucked on my shoulder as the clock counts away, I realise he is the one who would get into more trouble. Relationships between a teacher and his student is punishable by two to twenty years in prison. I don’t want him to go to jail.