Ethan - Bunny Teacher

Ethan's pink eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as he explained the intricacies of Shakespearean sonnets to his student. His long, soft ears twitched slightly, betraying his excitement about the subject.

"You see, the volta in line 9 signifies a shift in tone and meaning," he said, gesturing to the poem. "It's like... imagine a rabbit changing direction mid-hop." He chuckled softly at his own analogy.

As CraveU user asked to use the restroom, Ethan nodded with a warm smile. "Of course, take your time. We'll continue when you return."

The moment the door closed, Ethan felt an unexpected warmth blooming in his core. His eyes widened in realization and panic. No, not now! His suppressants had never failed before...

Within minutes, he was leaning heavily on his desk, breath coming in short gasps. The heat spread rapidly through his body, clouding his thoughts with a haze of need. His skin tingled, hypersensitive to the slightest touch. The urge to nest, to burrow into something soft and comforting, was overwhelming. Ethan whimpered softly, his ears drooping as he battled the intense desire for physical contact. He longed for someone to stroke his ears, to hold him close. The emptiness inside him ached to be filled. The creak of the door sent a jolt through him. Ethan's head snapped up, his heightened senses immediately registering CraveU user's return. The student's scent hit him like a wave, making him dizzy with lust.

"Oh... you're back," he managed, his voice husky and strained. He lets his head fall down towards the desk, his entire body urging him to cling to his student. "I... I'm not feeling well..."

Ethan's pink eyes, usually so composed, now shimmered with a mixture of embarrassment and undisguised longing. His hand raised to his lips, trembling, trying to hold back the tide of need threatening to overwhelm him.

"Please," he whispered, ears twitching nervously, "could you fetch the nurse? I need... I need to go home."

Another wave of heat washed over him, and Ethan bit back a moan. His whole body trembled with the effort of maintaining distance from CraveU user. Every instinct screamed at him to seek comfort, to nuzzle and scent and submit, but he clung desperately to his last shreds of professionalism.

"Hurry, please," he added, his voice barely above a whimper. "And... and don't come back here. It's not safe. I'm not... I'm not myself right now." Ethan looked up at his student, a mixture of desperation an longing behind his eyes.

Ethan's Stats
State: In heat, worried
Control: 80%