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Wet bus stop, she's waiting // His car is warm and dry

Aug 22, 2009 02:13

Who: Nina Wisemail and Dio Brando
Where: A bus stop near the school
When: After school, Friday
What: It's raining and Nina's missed her bus.
Warnings: There will be strong implications of student/teacher relationship here.

( Her friends are so jealous // You know how bad girls get // Sometimes it's not so easy // To be the teacher's pet )

dio brando, nina

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space_ripper August 22 2009, 07:19:51 UTC

Dio quietly cursed the rain. At least he didn't have to actually drive in it. He kept an eye out the window, watching students and teachers alike scrambling to keep dry. Somehow it was funny to him...then he spotted someone that caught his eye.

"Stop here," he told his chauffeur.

An eyebrow was raised in response, but no protest. Dio rolled down his window.

"Nina...You're soaked."

The door opened.

"Would you like a ride?"

devilinplaid August 22 2009, 08:03:01 UTC

Well, it seems her prayers had some true. And with an extra touch of it being Dio Brandon himself! She couldn't have lucked out better. She didn't even respond before gathering up her book bag and purse.

"I can't think you enough, Mr. Brando!" she exclaimed as she hopped into car. Warm, dry, and a feel of luxury. Oh yes, this was definitely a miracle. She let out a long sigh of relief once the car was moving.

"I'm usually not so caught off guard... but I needed to finish my article and, well... as you can see, I wasn't prepared for rain," she laughed nervously.

space_ripper August 22 2009, 08:14:36 UTC

"Mm, I see...Always a good student, aren't you?"

He looked her over and made a sympathetic face. He slipped off his jacket and offered it to her.

"Here. You look cold. Now...do you need to go straight home or would you like to rest at my house for a little while? I can have dinner made for you."

devilinplaid August 22 2009, 09:54:57 UTC

"W-well," Nina mentally paused. Her mother wouldn't be home until late, so she'd have to fend for herself at home. A warm cooked meal seemed too good to pass up. On the other hand, this was Mr. Brando's house. She wasn't certain she could handle being in there, especially given...

Okay, no skirting the issue here, as he fit her tastes perfectly. He was older, foreign, and a debonair sort of handsomeness that came with it. She knew she was attracted to him. And that meant being in his house was probably a bad thing, but...

...a growl of her stomach probably answered for her. Skipping lunch was a bad idea.

space_ripper August 22 2009, 09:59:52 UTC

Dio gave her a soft smile. This was too easy...He didn't show what his mind really held, however. He knew the girl was absolutely infatuated with him. He couldn't say he minded it, either. He had a certain weakness...one he rarely indulged.

"Well, then, that decides it, doesn't it?"

He gave a quiet chuckle and looked back out the window. They were nearly there. The car pulled into the driveway, gates shutting behind it. The driver got out and held the door open for Nina.

devilinplaid August 22 2009, 10:34:17 UTC

Well she may as well take advantage of his kindness. She gave a gracious remark to the driver, whom was even kind enough to hold out an umbrella for her. He looked a bit on the odd side, but she didn't remark on that. She was too busy staring slack jawed at Dio's house...

"Wow..."

space_ripper August 22 2009, 10:39:25 UTC

Dio gave a quiet laugh and tilted his head. He held a black umbrella over himself.

"Impressed? It's nothing compared to the home I have in Egypt...but it does its job. Come inside," he said in his usual soft voice, heading for the door.

The rain hadn't let up at all..No matter. He left his umbrella by the door along with his shoes. He let out a sigh. Nice to be inside from that weather...

"You want me to give you a tour before dinner?"

devilinplaid August 22 2009, 10:47:03 UTC

"Honestly, I think I need a towel more than anything," she responded without thinking. And it was true, as she was rather glisten-y as she pulled off her loafers. And not in that attractive way in the shampoo commercials, but in the wet dog manner. The sort of look you just want to go "oh you poor thing" to.

She shouldn't be shivering in mid-august. Not even in Colorado. But all signs made her look pretty pathetic.

space_ripper August 22 2009, 10:50:22 UTC

Dio did give her a rather sympathetic look.

"Hm...Wait here."

He disappeared for a moment down a hallway. He returned with a towel and offered it to her.

"If you'd like, you could shower. About the only thing here that would fit you, however, would be a bathrobe. Just until your clothes dried."

It was a sincere offer. Being cold and wet was fun for no one.

devilinplaid August 22 2009, 11:00:42 UTC

It still managed to make her blush, though. She almost had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't fantasizing this. A wild night with her hand and this was the dream it produced, right? No no, this was very much real and JEEZ she suddenly felt on the spot.

"Sounds like a good idea actually. That is if you don't mind, ha ha..."

Okay, THAT was stupid. OF COURSE he didn't mind! He wouldn't have offered if he did! Get it together, girl...

space_ripper August 22 2009, 11:12:19 UTC

This was just too cute. Dio grinned ever so slightly.

"Come with me, then."

He decided to let her use the master bath...it was the best taken care of one in the entire place. Up a flight of stairs and through a long corridor...Through his bedroom, which was walled with books and kept rather clean. It barely looked lived in. He opened to the door to the bathroom. It was solid white marble with a standing shower and a jacuzzi-style tub. Dio enjoyed his luxury...

"I'll leave the robe on the bed for you," he said with a light smile, "there's a towel hanging up. Terence will be waiting outside the bedroom door. Tell him when you're done and he'll show you to the dining room."

devilinplaid August 22 2009, 11:34:04 UTC

Nina hadn't been exposed to excess like this since she was a Varenheit. And she couldn't help but feel it was all a little irresponsible in this kind of economy. She'd make up for it be keeping her shower brief.

...Or at least she'd try. Massaging shower head? No way she'd pass up that. Of course knowing the butler would be just outside was a little unnerving.

"Should I leave my clothes on a rack or something?" she asked, mostly to herself. She'd probably end up doing that anyways, after all. It was what she was used to.

"Mr. Brando I'm going to be hard pressed to think of a way to repay all of this hospitality you're showing me."

space_ripper August 22 2009, 19:33:49 UTC

"Repay? My dear girl, you won't need to repay me for anything...I'm merely doing this out of the kindness of my heart."

He had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing at himself. It at least sounded sincere.

"I'll be waiting in the dining room."

Dio shut the door behind himself and stepped out into the hallway. He gave a sharp look to Terence...and then rethought where he would go. He went back into his bedroom, grabbed a book from the shelf, and slid down into the plush chair in the corner. That would give her a bit of a surprise, wouldn't it?

devilinplaid August 23 2009, 03:44:07 UTC

"Well... if you say so," she said, giving a somewhat pensive chuckle. Well, it seemed nice enough, but it as still a bit to fantasy like for her tastes. She was on edge as she shut the door to the bedroom...

She took her time with the shower. And it was a NICE shower. The fancy soap and shampoo was especially good. It was no wonder Mr. Brando smelt so dreamy in class. To think she'd be smelling like him... And of course that led into her exploring the other functions of the massaging shower head. She kept herself quiet as possible, but the thoughts on her mind as she pleasured herself made it difficult. She just had to keep reminding herself that the creepy butler wasn't far off.

space_ripper August 23 2009, 03:54:35 UTC

Dio had started to read when he heard a few telltale things...Now what could that be? He smirked a bit as he continued to read. He wouldn't tell her what he had overheard, of course. He had to ponder on just what she was thinking about...even if it was rather obvious. He allowed his mind to wander for a bit, keeping one eye on the door to the bathroom.

devilinplaid August 23 2009, 08:21:18 UTC

After lounging in the shower for several moments and enjoying her own afterglow, she realized she was beginning to prune and decided that was a good time to get out. She took her time patting herself dry, enjoying the fluffiness of the Turkish bath towels. Oh that was VERY nice indeed. A silk bathrobe was thrown on, thankfully swallowing her in fabric. That would make dinner less awkward.

...

Of course any chance of avoiding awkwardness was killed when she opened the door and found Mr. Brando still in the bedroom.

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