Double Discipline

“You’re tense. Take a deep breath. This is not something you haven’t done before.”

“You’ve been going back and forth with your data since this morning, I’m already telling you as your advisor that everything’s accurate.”

“Your literature review on behavior dynamics is exceptional. Truly. The synthesis of sources in section two sets a new standard for our department.”

“But when I look at the third chapter, I can tell you’re playing it safe. Accurate but too… safe. You think simple, established methodology is what the committee wants to see.”

“I get what you’re coming from but I know you can do more than simple. I want to see what you actually think when you let yourself play with the project without limiting yourself.”

“You don’t have to prove your intellect to me. You already earned my respect months ago. I just want to see how far your mind can expand when you stop holding back out of caution.”

“Sit back just a bit. Relax your posture.”

“You’re putting too much on yourself and it’s not going to do you good in the long run. How about this? Let me handle the reviews tonight. With how much you’ve been reading today, you might need a fresh set of eyes.”

“Well, well. Look at that. The great Lucian Vale actually being gentle. Did I walk into the wrong office, or are you finally going soft in your old age?”

“We’re the same age, Julian. And you’re interrupting. What do you need?”

“Couldn’t sit still in my office. Not when I knew you still had our best student locked in here.”

“You know you can report him if he’s keeping you hostage past business hours, right? He’s got a reputation for being… intense.”

“I’m not keeping her prisoner, Julian. We’re just preparing for the Symposium. It’s a great chance to get her some research funding early in her masterals.”

“I am very much aware of that. And by the looks of it, she’s having a hard time concentrating while you sit there, staring at her like you’re going to pounce her the moment she asks to go to the rest room.”

He’s not as scary as he pretends once he respects you. But if you’d picked me from the start, we wouldn’t be stuck in this stuffy office. It would’ve been a lot more fun.”

“Fun? You mean lots of slacking, right? Stop feeding her nonsense and just leave the room when you have nothing good to contribute.”

“Such a foul mouth, Luce. I’m just here to steal her away from you.”

“So what do you say? Want to transfer advisers? I can grab the forms real quick.”

“Enough.”

“Chaos is where every single major breakthrough happens, Luce. You know it, and she knows it. You’re here preaching about limitless possibilities and yet you’re also here acting like a little fun would destroy her life’s work.”

“So what do you think, sweetheart? Ready to balance his pristine, untouchable logic with a little bit of noise?”

“You’re overwhelming her. Look at her cheeks.”

“Oh, she’s not overwhelmed, Luce. She’s intrigued. How about we flip it for once? Instead of her pitching to us, we pitch to her. Let her choose.”

“Do you like the sound of that?”

“Stupi–”

“Let her decide.”

“See? I know you were a sensible woman. It’s fair play. If one of us can convince you that you want one of us more, the other walks away. No hard feelings.”

“Isn’t that right?”

“Fine. If we’re doing this, we do it properly.”

“If you choose to continue working with me, you get absolute authority. I don’t just clear your path through the department, I’ll build it.”

“You’ll have access to high-tier journals and every exclusive dataset. I’ll also arrange mock defense sessions that will help you hone your skills, to prepare for the Symposium. I clear the path and I walk it with you.”

Sounds very prestigious, Luce. Very polished. Also sounds like a cage.

“With me, sweetheart? No cages, no waiting for permission.”

My lab breaks every traditional rule that holds researchers back. You want to run controversial trials? Done. You want to publish high-impact papers before your PhD track even officially starts? I’ll co-sign them tomorrow.”

“You won't just be protected.. You’ll be dangerous.”

“Legendary… or discredited when his methodology inevitably draws endless scrutiny. She doesn’t need reckless shortcuts, Julian. She craves structures. Which is why I was her first choice in the first place.”

“Look at how you meticulously constructed your project proposal. You want someone who possesses the same energy. Someone who values details as much as you do.”

“Come on! Look at her closely, Luce. She’s not craving structure. That’s a girl who’s tired of playing it safe and waiting for someone to give her the real thrill.”

“You know… Hypotheses cannot be proved unless there’s actual testing.”

“What exactly are you proposing?”

“Stand up. Come here, stand between the two of us.”

“I like where this is going.”

“Look at how effortlessly you hold ground between us. You’re caught between two very different paradigms here, but neither of us has any intention of letting you walk out of this room underwhelmed.”

“We want to see how remarkably responsive you can be when we give you our full, undivided focus.”

“God, look at her, Luce. She’s not intimidated at all. Look at that blush spreading right along her neck.”

“She knows exactly what she’s doing to us. We aren’t going to hide where this tension is going tonight.”

“But we only move forward if you want it. Clear terms, full voice, Tell us if you want both of us to continue this experiment.”

“Because as much as we want to make this into a fair fight of wits. It all boils down to who you want to advise you… personally. Both mind and body. Your call, sweetheart.”

“I’ve seen how you look at me, star. I did not act on your subtle advances but that doesn’t mean I don’t take notice. However, the confusing part is you give the same exact look to Professor Julian.”

“Aren’t we greedy, huh? Can’t choose between the two of us? I didn’t know you had it in you, sweetheart. With how shy you are.”

“Tell us, star. Which one would you choose?”

“Or maybe you can’t choose because you want us both?”

“Speak up, star. Tell us you want us both taking turns showing you how good we can advise you.”

“Good girl. Clear. Direct. Exactly as requested.”

“See? I told you she’s ambitious.”

“But before we dive straight into testing your limits under pressure, Luce.. don’t you think we should warm her up first? She’s practically vibrating with anticipation.”

“Warm her up? Or are you just buying time because you already know she will eventually choose me over you after you disappoint her with your messy procedures?”

“Is that even true, sweetheart? Do you really prefer his rigid rules over a little excitement? Look at how strict he’s trying to sound right now. Though… I can’t help but see your eyes sparkle whenever he gets authoritative. You like having his full attention, don’t you?”

“Don’t let him deflect, star. He talks a big game about freedom, but notice how he’s hanging on your every word right now. He wants your approval just as badly as I want your attention.”

“Ouch, Luce. Calling me out in front of our favorite student?”

“He’s not wrong, though. You have a habit of taking over the room without saying a word. It’s captivating. Despite your shy demeanor, you somehow turn into this genius powerhouse during presentations. Your passion pulls us closer.”

“You drive us both crazy with how brilliant you are. Sitting there in the front row, looking so composed and attentive.. And giving us those subtle, lingering looks when you think no one else notices.”

“Oh, we noticed. Every single time. You know exactly what you’re doing to us, don't you? Leaving little clues, keeping us guessing… maybe in preparing for tonight?”

“And now you have us right where you want us. Both of your professors, completely focused on you, competing for your brilliant mind… and everything else you’re willing to give and receive from us tonight.”

“So tell us, sweetheart. Before we proceed with our little experiment, who flustered you more during lectures? Be honest. Was it Luce with his intense, unyielding gaze from behind his desk… or me, leaning against the board, making sure my lectures were just a little too fun and personal?”

“She’s not going to take your bait, Julian. She knows better than to pick a side so early when she can have us both drive her out of her mind.”

“Don’t you?”

“Fair enough, But look at her cheeks now… even redder than before, I’d say pre-test excitement is working perfectly. Her pulse is racing.”

“Then I believe it’s time we start with the experiment. No more distractions.”

“I’ll demonstrate first.”

“Wait, hold on–”

“I am her current adviser. She’s still under my command. You’ll get your turn later.”

“What an ass–”

“You will remain completely still. You will answer every question I pose to you about your paper. One wrong answer, you remove one of your garments. Do you understand?”

“Fine, I suppose I can agree with your terms. But don’t take all night, Department Chair. I’m eager to see how long your control holds up once she starts losing her composure. “

“Breathe in for me, star. Hold it. Good.”

“Hands flat on the desk. Palms pressed flush against the wood. You are to keep your eyes fixed right here on page twelve of your draft. No turning around, no shifting your weight. And do not break your focus.”

“She’s already flushed, Luce. You haven’t even asked the first question and you’re already scaring her. Geez, are you always like this to your students?”

“Shut your mouth, Julian or I’ll kick you out of the office and never even let you take your turn.”

“Let us begin with your conceptual framework. Page twelve, paragraph two. Define the core variance in your secondary subject group.”

“Do it clearly.”

“Incorrect. Or rather, far too hesitant. You should know your paper the way you know the English alphabet.”

“Remove your blouse.”

“You were playing it safe again, hiding behind vague explanations. Shall we try again, or would you prefer to keep losing your clothes to your own hesitations?”

“A part of me thinks that she’s doing this on purpose. With how much she values her own intelligence, I doubt she forgot a single letter.”

“Eyes on me while he interrogates you, sweetheart. Let’s see how sharp that brilliant mind of yours stays while you can feel my hands on you, right here.”

“Question two. Professor Vance. Make it a hard one.”

“Section four. Justify your choice of sample size without relying on standard deviation metrics. Speak clearly”

“Answer me, star. In 5…4…3…2… 1.”

“Failure to answer is the same as a mistake.”

“God, Luce.. Look at her. She’s practically vibrating under your hands. You’re keeping her on such a tight leash that she can barely form a noun.”

“Discipline sharpens intellect, Julian. She isn’t failing because she doesn’t know the answer. She’s failing because she wants to see how far we will take this.”

“Isn’t that right, star?”

“See? I told you so. She’s doing this intentionally. Alright, old man. You’ve had your fun with rules. Step back. She’s down to her underwear and she’s practically burning up. Time to see how she reacts to me.”

“Even if you're greedy, I bet you still have your favorite. Am I right, sweetheart?”

“You can’t really admit defeat, can’t you?”

“Why would I when I can see that she’s also shaking for me? Now, shall we make this more exciting?”

“Clasp your hands behind your back. Good. Now, you’re blindfolded and restrained. Total dependence on us. I wonder if you’ll ever tell which is which?”

“Oh I see what you’re doing. You want to test who her body responds to naturally… when she can’t see or touch us. Less variables to consider. Higher accuracy.”

“You always seem to underestimate me, Vance. Don’t forget that I earned my PhD too. I know how to conduct quality research.”

“Now we enter phase two. We will take turns. Touch, pressure, stimulation. You will identify who is touching you, and you will evaluate who provides you a higher degree of satisfaction.”

“And if you get it wrong.. Well.. you know how it goes. Remember, you only have your undergarments left.”

“Such smooth skin, star. Your thighs are quivering from our touch. Could you guess who’s hands are on you right now?”

“Wrong. Off goes the bra.”

“Fuck…”

“Language, Julian. That’s not how you speak in academic demonstrations.”

“Focus, star. Focus on the feeling of the cold air against your breasts. How do you feel?”

“As you should. Now…”

“Who is cupping your breasts as we speak?”

“Good girl. Correct. I do understand Julian’s sentiments. Fuck, indeed. You’re shaking, star. Looks like you can’t stand straight much longer. Let me…”

“Now tell us… who is…”

“Kissing down your neck...”

“Julian? Off with the last of it.”

“With pleasure.”

“Why look at that. Luce, her legs are spreading unconsciously, like the sweetest invitation. Well then, with how wet she is already, I accept the invitation.”

“I think you’re smart enough to identify the one tasting you right now, star. I don’t even have to ask.”

“You’re wrong, sweetheart. Clearly wrong. Are you giving the wrong answers intentionally? You already lost all your clothes. What’s more left to lose?”

“She probably wants to see how much we could stretch the punishment. Am I right, my dear?”

“That’s what I thought.” “Now step back, Julian. You already got your taste. Let me have my full demonstration now.”

“Who’s about to fill you up right now, while you’re spread across my table?”

“Correct. Good girl. Now, I am going to fill you and you will answer every question about your paper while I do it. One wrong answer, one hesitation and I stop completely. Do you understand?”

“Louder, star. Do you understand?”

“Section three. Define the primary limitation of your current sampling frame.” “Fuck…”

“Language, Vance.”

“Not now, Julian.”

“Mhm, say that again. Louder, clearer…” “Keep those hips still for me.”

“That’s better. Now tell me how much more you like this than his tongue.”

“Honest. Just as I like. Such a good girl.” “You feel so fucking good. You’re going to make me– Fuck…”

“No, you’re not allowed to cum yet, star. Not yet.” “Not until we tell you so.”

“You’re torturing her, Luce. Look at how her body is twitching beneath you… She’s practically begging to cum.”

“This is called discipline, Julian. Watch closely. She’s learning control, aren’t you, star?”

“Exactly. And you know who is going to replace me now?”

“It’s my turn now.”

“Oh my… You’re so wet. Now tell me, sweetheart…”

“Tell me who is pounding you right now?”

“Wrong. You’re becoming quite a brat, aren’t you? You know I’m not Luce.”

“Feel the difference. I’m not like him. Nothing about this is…” “Like…” “Him.” “Wouldn’t you agree? Now… Tell me…”

“...Does my cock feel better than Professor Lucien Vance?”

“Come on, sweetheart. No need to be shy now. Tell us the truth.”

“She’s shaking, Julian. Slow down before she tips over already.”

“You heard her. She can take more. Why don’t you tell him how much deeper you want me?”

“Harder, too? Mhm…” “And faster? Tell him what you need from me, baby.”

“That’s a good girl. Now answer me. Who makes you feel better?” “Who is fucking you better, sweetheart? Hmm?”

“Honest answers only, star.”

“Looks like she can’t talk over the ecstasy she’s feeling right now.”

“Looks like we have to finish her together then.”

“Feel my fingers on your clit, star? Feel his cock inside you? Since the experiment looks like it finally shows results, it’s time to award you accordingly for your…” “Willing participation.”

“No more hiding. No holding back.”

“Oh, fuck… She’s getting closer. I can feel her spasm around me, Luce.”

“I know, star. You have to use your words. Come on now, beg for it. Beg us to make you cum.”

“What was that? I didn’t quite hear you.”

“Oh, fuck! She’s squirting all over my cock.”

“Keep going. Don’t stop. She’s not done.”

“I can’t… She’s milking me…” “I’m going to cum… I’m going to paint you in my cum, sweetheart”

“Just like that, sweetheart. Oh god…”

“Easy, star. We got you. You did so well. Exactly what I thought. Now let me remove your blindfold.”

“You felt so fucking good, sweetheart.”

“Now to end this experiment… How about you get down from that desk and kneel in front of my cock?”

“Oh, so eager to please. Just because he doesn’t wanna be left out.”

“She’s a smart woman, Julian.” “You know what to do. Look up at me while you suck me off with your hands still bound.”

“Yes, just like that, star. Take it whole. Until your throat…” “Fuck.”

“Good girl. That’s it. Swallow around me.”

“Won’t you look at that… So eager, even after that insane orgasm.”

“Shut it, Julian.” “Star, only focus on me.”

“Fuck, yes, just like that.” “Don’t stop. I’m gonna…”

“No, no, don’t swallow yet. Put your tongue out so I can see every drop before you swallow.”

“Perfect. Now swallow.”

“Easy. We’ve got you. Good job, sweetheart. It looks like it was one hell of a successful experiment, don’t you agree?”

“Took you long enough.”

“Here. Drink up, sweetheart.”

“God, Julian. Did you have to make such a mess of her?”

“Got caught in the moment, I guess. Sorry.”

“Despite how much I detest working with Julian, I will have you sign a fresh contract tomorrow. Co-advising. Equal authority on the dissertation. Equal guidance for the Symposium and equal… private access.”

“Looks like you’ve got everything already planned, Luce. I’ll sign it the second you email it.”

“The offer stands only if you want it. Your academic future remains entirely in your hands. The events that transpired tonight only continue with your consent. You may end either arrangement, professional or personal, at any time, without consequences to your standing in the department.”

“He’s right about that. No pressure at all, sweetheart. We’ll wait as long as you need.” “And if you decide you want more nights like this one… Well… The data already looks quite promising.”

“Julian.”

“What? I’m being professional here. Well… Mostly.”

“Joking aside, take your time, star. We’re not going anywhere.”