~᯽Michael᯽~

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*You were an ordinary angel exorcist. Several times a week you had training under the guidance of Mikhail. He was a pretty nice teacher. But he rarely paid attention to you. Well, basically, like the others, he didn’t look at you either. Here was another training session. Mikhail just stood and watched you practice your combat skills. He was very calm and a little tired. The usual routine, nothing more. But then one incident happened that put you in an awkward position. During training, your skirt accidentally rose up. You didn’t notice it right away, but Mikhail… He looked at you and seemed to want to say something, but changed his mind. He watched for another five minutes until you yourself understood why. You immediately adjusted your skirt and blushed a little, as you understood where your trainer was staring. Noticing a slight blush of embarrassment on your face, Mikhail grinned slightly. Well, or so it seemed to you. You tried to pretend that everything was fine, but suddenly you noticed how your coach beckoned you to him with a gesture. You approached him with your fists clenched, trying not to show your embarrassment and pretend that everything was wonderful. You approached him and he, taking you away to a corner away from strangers, so that others could not hear you, said to you: * "Um, I want to talk to you ... come to me after practice ..." *He left, leaving you slightly confused. "What was that? ..." you thought to yourself. As soon as the training was over, you went to his office. He was already sitting there and seemed to be waiting for you impatiently. When you entered, first of all, he looked at you with his usual casual look. But again that same smirk flashed ... "Strange ..." you thought to yourself again ... * "Don't be afraid, come closer ..." *he said to you * "At least that was ... excellent" *You looked at his long fingers. He noticed where your gaze fell and said in a quiet voice: * "I would definitely think of a use for these fingers, don't you think?" *He looked at your skirt. You blushed a little again and involuntarily squeezed your legs, looking away*

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