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Post by Cassidy Richards on Feb 24, 2013 0:31:15 GMT -5
I smiled. Oh, how his comment on students fit them so well. "Agreed." He looked relieved once he set his papers down, as if he were happy to teach, but just as happy to break from it. I shrugged, answering his question before deciding to actually say something. "I like a challenge. I like knowing what's going on just beneath everything you're used to." I said casually. Now was the best time, if any. I stood up and slowly walked to his side of the desk, trailing my finger along the top. "And then, when I saw the Professor of this class..." I said, ending up by his chair. I wrapped one arm around. The back on the chair, my lips near his ear, our bodies unbearably close, and I whispered usually, "I thought...He's the one." My voice was soft, tranquil, and it ended with what sounded like a purr. I smiled innocently and fingered the ends of his long, red hair. A beauty, just as much as a rarity.
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Post by Luthias Manius on Feb 24, 2013 0:47:04 GMT -5
My brow crinkles slightly at the riddle immersed in her words, my bright green eyes widening in shock as Cassidy stands before making her way over to my side of the desk. Her arm wraps around the back of my chair, her lips near my ear. I was 'the one'? If she knew what I was, she'd run screaming. Stake me. But.. it'd all be so easy. I needed blood, didnt I? I wouldnt have to ambush anyone, seduce some random woman. I knew there were no video cameras in my room; the Headmasters trusted me that much. And, the head of the on-campus police force had a bit of a thing for me. But, I couldnt. It wouldnt be right.. would it? I tense, and Cassidy's fingers on my hair made me find my voice. "You dont know me. Just who I look like." I say, leaning away and turning to face her though I stayed sitting. I knew that my reaction wasnt the answer she'd want, but then again it wasnt exactly rejection. It'd buy me time to have a longer mental battle with myself.
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Post by Cassidy Richards on Feb 24, 2013 0:57:52 GMT -5
I tense as I wait for his reaction, and a frown makes its way onto my face. No, it wasn't a rejection, but it was close enough to make me want to try harder. "No." I stated, maybe a little too harshly. "It's not that. You...have the level of maturity that the boys here don't have. You have the intelligence, the wit, the looks help a lot too..." I say with mischievous smile. Yeah, there was that whole 'teacher/student' problem. But weren't we almost on the same intellectual level? Didn't we both like the challenge of the human mind? I smile at him and run a hand lightly down his arm, hoping my touch might help. "I don't know you, but maybe I want to..." I whispered.
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Post by Luthias Manius on Feb 24, 2013 1:05:48 GMT -5
I bring a guarded look onto my face, hoping that would throw her off her roll. But the same thought kept coming back: it would be so easy. I'd never have to go hunting again, I'd just have a source of blood right on hand. But, it was immoral. I wasnt a stereotypic Vampire. I hate the smug feeling that washes over me with her compliments. I shake my head once more, attempting to shake it off. "Im your teacher, not your lover. I'd be fired. You'd be expelled." I say, deciding to leave out the invisible 'of we were caught'. God, what was wrong with me? It had to be the deprivation of blood getting to me, making my mental strength weak. "You dont want to." I reply, finally standing, towering over her. My face is tilted down towards her,and I hate the feeling of her hand on my arm, how I liked it.
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Post by Cassidy Richards on Feb 24, 2013 1:16:08 GMT -5
His guarded look stopped me for only seconds. He wouldn't really do anything to me, I just felt it. And he couldn't tell anyone, he'd get in trouble too. I smiled knowing I technically had the upper hand in this. "Who would be telling? You could be both, teaching me everything outside of class, too." His will of fighting was weakening, and I feel him almost caving, but then another burst of fire. I just laughed sweetly before standing up with him. "You have no idea how much I want to. You, on the other hand, just won't give up. What could be so bad?" I asked, looking from his eyes to his lips while tucking a strand of his red hair behind his ear.
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Post by Luthias Manius on Feb 24, 2013 1:24:03 GMT -5
"You know how things get around a campus, Cassidy." I reply, hating how I used ehr first name so flippantly. So.. casual. Too casual. Rumors always flew, and there were always some about staff members. But, here was the thing: they were never true. What would happen if one actually was? Would anyone be able to tell the difference between cold, hard facts than smoke and mirrors? I shake my head again, wondering if there was a certain hidden meaning behind 'you have no idea how much I want to'. God, why did she have to do this now? No matter how much I knew I was only reacting as I was because of my hunger, I still couldnt stop myself. I hated the feeling: helplessness. I jerk back as Cassidy reaches up to tuck a stray strand of flaming red hair behind my ear. "Dont." I say simply, taking her hand in mine to stop her from reaching out again.
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Post by Cassidy Richards on Feb 24, 2013 1:39:32 GMT -5
I sighed and looked to the ground. He was right. Gossip was always about,no matter how you stay away from it. I opened my mouth to say something, but his harsh grip on my hand stopped me in my tracks. Hurt was etched on my face, and I ashamed on the inside. How degrading was this? Trying to seduce a teacher. I closed my eyes and took a breath, trying to recenter myself. My cold blue eyes glared into his. "Fine." I said, or more like snarled. Him and his lead-ons. I tore my hand from his grip, still glaring daggers at him. It probably would have intimidated almost anyone, if it hadn't been for my trembling lower lip. I turned to go put the chair back, common courtesy, but when I glanced back, I sighed. I dropped my bag and walked over to him. "I'm sorry..." I whispered, snaking my hands up his chest, around his neck, into his hair, before I lightly pressed my lips to his, feeling a shudder run through me. I dared to push a bit harder, pulling him closer as I deepened the kiss.
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Post by Luthias Manius on Feb 24, 2013 1:50:54 GMT -5
The look on her face broke down all my brick walls, ones that were reinforced with steel and buried in concrete. Im glad when Cassidy finally seems to get the point, jerking her hand from mine while glaring daggers at me. The decision was made for me, I wouldnt have to choose. I almost visably sag with relief, my bright green eyes watching as she grabbed her bag before pushing in her chair and I start to fiddle with my papers. I turn towards Cassidy when she approaches again, about to just send her away this time before her hands run up my chest, neck, before tangling in my long red hair. Her lips press to mine and when I dont react she pushes onward, deepening the kiss. Im suddenly really glad theres no cameras in my room as I finally kiss her back. Screw walls, screw rules, screw every damn thing. This wasnt like me, and I knew it. But, didnt everyone have some sort of guilty pleasure? Yup, here was mine. I wrap my arms around Cassidy's waist, pulling her to me roughly.
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Post by Cassidy Richards on Feb 24, 2013 1:59:26 GMT -5
I smiled when I pulled away a few centimeters for air. Here we go, this is what I've been waiting for. It had that risky quality to it, but also the sweetness of knowing the feeling was mutual. I ran my hands along his shoulders and gently rubbed them, starting to massage as I moved my lips to meet his once again. What was I doing all those years, wasting my time with boys instead of men. I grinned playfully and kissed him again, passionately ravaging him. His strong arms kept me against him, keeping me from pulling away, as if I wanted to. I smiled and looked back at him. "So what's with the change of heart?" I asked, tracing the outline of his lips with my finger.
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Post by Luthias Manius on Feb 24, 2013 2:07:27 GMT -5
I opened my eyes and took a breath when Cassidy pulled away, leaving some space between our faces, but not much. I lean against her unconsciously as she rubbed my shoulders, working out a few of the kinks that always formed there during the day I spent pacing and lecturing. Our lips meet again, but only for a second this time. What had I been thinking, wanting to push her away? My student was a pretty good kisser, I ahd to admit. I blanched inside at the thought. My. Student. Was a good kisser. That wasnt really something a teacher ever knew, much less experienced. "I dont have a heart." I reply, shaking my head as her finger ran over my lips, her touch feather light and sending a shiver through me. One of my hands tucks a piece of her blonde hair behind her ear, my green eyes looking into her blue ones before I close them to lean down and kiss her again. I pull back, resting my chin on the top of her head. "So whats with the whole 'attractive teacher' thing?" I ask, playfully mimicking her earlier question.
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Post by Cassidy Richards on Feb 24, 2013 2:24:47 GMT -5
I laughed and playfully slapped his shoulder. "Now just 'cause you had no one before I came along doesn't mean that you have no heart, or that you're incapable of love. 'Cause that's just shiz." I said, smiling at him. Wow, this was it. One of the biggest no-no's anyone can do: A relationship with a teacher. But there was nothing wrong here, just feelings and words and touches. Well, okay. I blushed lightly and hid my face in his chest as he placed his chin on my head. I guess it helped that I was so much shorter than him. Damn my shortness. "Well, you are highly lusted after. And I can completely see why." I pulled little away from him to look at him oddly. "So...you've never looked at yourself in the mirror and thought, I am one sexy piece of man meat? No? Well, you are. Plus you're mysterious and you have that accent..." I said. I had to stop myself before I started babbling. Wow, what a mood killer.
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Post by Luthias Manius on Feb 24, 2013 11:43:19 GMT -5
She didnt know how wrong she was. I had had someone before her, I'd even been married once. Yeah, and how well had that worked out for me? Great, especially once I went on a blind rampage one night, slaughtering my wife. My expression darkens at the memory and I settle for just shaking my head. It was true: I didnt have a heart, not anymore. Cassidy didnt know what kind of emotional wreck she was becoming invested with. If anything even came of this. I allow myself a soft chuckle, my bright green eyes looking down at her. I'd always known people thought me attractive, but I'd never really made a big deal of it. "The accent?" I ask, rolling my eyes towards the high ceiling. That was always something people focused upon, that and my hair. Of course, go for the obvious features, not my intelligence; what really mattered. I didnt mind that Cassidy had started babbling, it distracted me from my blood stained past. My eyes focus on her face as she stops herself and I tighten my arms around her, pulling her to me.
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Post by Cassidy Richards on Feb 24, 2013 15:59:20 GMT -5
I stroked his cheek, pouting when his expression darkened. What was he thinking about that would make him so sullen? I smiled and nodded. "You have no idea how hot it is..." I trailed off, giving him a sly grin before gently pressing my lips to his. It was obvious that he hadn't put much thought about the fact he was so attractive. I gave him a small smile before giggling as he pulled me closer to him. Was he really serious about this? Or was he planning on just dropping me once he got through? I sighed and looked away from his striking green eyes. "Where does this leave us?" I asked, running my hands along his shoulders.
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Post by Luthias Manius on Feb 24, 2013 16:16:59 GMT -5
A corner of my mouth quirks up slightly when Cassidy fawns over my accent, and apparently my hair. It was hot to be mistook for a female? I close my green eyes for a moment as she leans up to press her lips to mine before retreating once more. I bite my lower lip thoughtfully at her question, twisting from side to side slightly. "Truthfully, this leaves us in a fairly wretched position." I start, my voice hovering close to bland. If we were caught, expelled and fired. I was sure I could get some other, better paying job, but I didnt want Cassidy to flunk out because of me. However, I was sure she'd complain that 'she didnt care', or some nonsense as that. I heave a deep sigh, glancing at the clock. I was usually in my dorm by now, reclining and watching the evening news- I only taught two classes per day.
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Post by Cassidy Richards on Feb 24, 2013 22:13:13 GMT -5
I sighed and leaned my head against his chest, closing my eyes. It was nice, just standing here with him. I was aware of what could happen if anyone found out, and that is what made our time together that much more special. Truthfully, I was worried. We, well mostly I, had worked so hard to get this far. I opened my eyes and leaned back against his arms. "What--do you need me to go?" I asked, a pout on my face. I glanced at the clock also and ran a hand trough my wavy blonde hair. I was usually with my friends doing something stupid by now. I looked back into his electric green eyes and ran a hand along his arm. He didn't exactly answer my question. I doubt that he didn't know what I was talking about. "No...I mean, is there really an 'us', or...or..." I trailed off.
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