RP: School lunch
Date: 22 November 2005
Characters: Mandy Brocklehurst, Zach Smith, Adair Smith
Location: The school, then 4b River Place
Status: Private
Summary: Mandy joins Zach at the school for lunch together.
Completion: Complete.
( Nice to see you at work, Smith. )
Characters: Mandy Brocklehurst, Zach Smith, Adair Smith
Location: The school, then 4b River Place
Status: Private
Summary: Mandy joins Zach at the school for lunch together.
Completion: Complete.
( Nice to see you at work, Smith. )
From the glint in Zach's eyes she knew quite well that she was playing with fire, so she hurried to focus on her sandwich, eating with gusto. "Mmmm, hmmm," she agreed enthusiastically, smirking at him sideways. She gamely squeezed his thigh when he moved her hand there, nudging his leg playfully with her foot before inching her hand down to safer territory again. "Yeah, you're good at surprises," she stated between bites. "You do nice things for me all the time, and that's even before we get into the nice way you ... pounce on me and make my stomach swoop." She tickled behind his knee.
"I don't think I should tell you the other stuff," she said, blushing deeper. "You know all too well already. Prat." She considered what he said about the school kids. "I bet," she mused. "Those are teenagers who've never been to school, probably home-schooled during the war, right? So they'd not be used to the discipline you need in a regular class with many pupils."
Putting the last bite of her first sandwich in her mouth, she licked butter off her fingertips and smirked again without meeting his gaze. She couldn't help teasing him. "Let me guess, the girls would be a battle because they think you're cute, right?"
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Her hand on his leg was warm and he closed his eyes for a moment, willing his cock not to take all the blood in his body. He did need some to be able to think. "I like the pouncing. And the swooping. And the way you arch your back when..." He shoved the rest of his sandwich in his mouth and tried to calm down.
"Oh, that blush is telling. I think maybe I should make you tell me the other stuff before I agree to undress you slowly tonight," he said wickedly.
"Yeah, some aren't used to school. But some are just teenage prats. I'm not so far removed that I've forgotten. I often wonder if my own Professors wanted to strangle me as much as I want to strangle a few of these kids. I suspect they did."
He laughed softly. "I don't know about that. I think they just like my hair... which really, if the girlies are admiring my hair that's not a very manly compliment."
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A weak spurt of laughter escaped her again when she saw Zach stuff his mouth to shut himself up, like she'd just done. Merlin, they were both as bad as the other. But when he challenged her again, with that impish twinkle in his eyes, she met his gaze straight on and answered honestly. "You're good at ... at making me feel good. Yeah, that way ... so good I cry and ... and tremble and scream almost, because it's too strong feelings to keep inside. But other ways too. You're good to ... fall asleep with. And wake up with. And you're good at understanding even when I ramble like a crazy person. And at making me laugh if I'm having a bad day, and--" She swallowed, a shaky smile spreading on her face because she knew he'd not expected a serious answer. "Now will you promise to undress me slowly tonight, prat?"
She took a deep breath and laughed, as his words made her remember how wilfully high-handed Zach had delighted in being at school. "Oh, it wouldn't surprise me at all if some of them occasionally got murderous thoughts. I'm glad you survived though, but I guess it's only poetic justice that you're getting a small taste of your own medicine." Tilting her head as she considered him, she reached out a hand and ran her fingers through the strands of hair falling loose at the side of his face. "It's not just the hair," she said decisively. "Though that doesn't hurt either. And I can't see there's anything unmanly about it." She leaned in and smelled his hair, his neck, unthinkingly. He just smelled so nice. "Mmm," she hummed.
Forcing herself to pull back a fraction again, she reached for another sandwich and sighed as she stoically took another bite and counted how many hours until the evening.
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He hadn't expected such an answer. He held her eyes and watched her as she talked, listing off things that he thought and felt but didn't really say, not in the direct way she just had. She was so much better at this than he was. Instead of answering, he cupped her face, stroking her cheek wtih his thumb, before sinking his hand into her dark, thick hair. He pulled her forward, pressing his lips against hers, kissing her soundly before slipping his tongue in between her lips, coaxing them wider.
God, he wanted her.
Familiar and safe and still insanely enticing... he didn't think such a thing existed before her. He lingered there, their tongues touching, breath mingling, his hands feeling her hair, her back, her sides. He could get lost here.
He pulled back after a few breathless moments and nodded. "Promise, love. I promise."
He pressed his forehead against hers for a moment before pulling back. "Yeah, I'm glad I survived too. You make it all worthwhile. And yes, I'm sure all of my old professors are laughing their arses off at me right now. Don't remind me." He smiled when she smelled his hair and impulsively hugged her to him.
"So," he said, letting her go to continue eating. "Can we go back to my place and let me go down on you at least? I'll make it quick."
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She stared, heavy-lidded, licking her lips when he pulled back, her fingers automatically going to her hair to smooth down the tangled mess he'd made of it. His forehead leaned against hers for a moment, his breath warm and fast over her face before he drew back, and she blinked as he softly gave his promise. She'd forgotten somehow what it was he was promising, and had to think back to figure it out. When she remembered, she nodded, her heart still thumping hard against her chest.
Melting into his hug, she smiled. "Has any of them said anything? Or are they all being frightfully tactful and pretending that you were always docile and cooperative?" she teased him, kissing the tip of his nose. Her breath was calming down a bit talking about the school and his teaching. She raised her mug of tea to her lips again -- and sputtered slightly as his next words slipped out, smoothly casual, only the huskiness in his voice betraying his arousal.
"I ... oh, that's not fair," she managed faintly, sure that her face must be a ripe tomato colour that most certainly must mismatch her delicate violet robes. "I ... of course I want that." Her palms pressed to her face. "Although if we don't, I'll be on edge tonight too," she whispered. Part of her wanted to wait if he did, but on the other hand she'd have to go home and change into her shelter clothes after lunch, and if Zach came along too and as much as touched her, making that offer, she'd be taking him up on it in a heartbeat.
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She sputtered at his question and turned a vivid red and he grinned, loving every second of it.
He leaned in, pulling her against his chest and kissing the top of her head. "How about I swear to you that I can get you on edge again for tonight." He pulled back and looked into her eyes. "I want to make you come so hard. I want to take those robes off of you now. Tell me yes. Please?"
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Mandy swallowed and tried to locate her voice. "But what, what if someone sees that we leave so quickly and ... they guess why?" She'd be so embarrassed if someone guessed, and yet the objection came perfunctorily, half-hearted. Shaking slightly with the racing hyper-awareness in her body she braced her hands against his shoulders and drew back to meet his gaze. "I mean ... yes," she whispered. She closed her eyes for a second, and then cleared her voice, and looked at him again with an unsteady half-smile, feeling slightly desperate now. "Please?"
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He kissed her again and sat back. "Go. I'll see you in just a minute. Promise." He waited until she kissed him again, grinned at her, and then glared at his cock as she walked away. "Relax, you," he grumbled to it. "I feel like I'm bloody fifteen again."
Looking up, he smiled and waved as she apparated, and then crawled to his knees and got all of the sandwich and drink paraphenalia packed up. It didn't take him very long, not nearly long enough, and when he was done he was really wishing for robes and just praying that no one would really be looking there as he walked off campus.
Once in the street, he apparated to her living room, dropping the basket and moaning as he crushed her to his chest, catching her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. "How long do you have?" he asked, breathless, already reaching for the front of her robes.
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Walking away, she glanced over her shoulder and heard him muttering something that seemed to be an admonition directed to his erection and Mandy couldn't help it, she was giggling as she put her fingers around her wand and apparated back to her flat.
The two minutes she waited in her living-room felt like an eternity. She left the robes on as he'd instructed, restlessly pacing the floor and glancing out the windows as she waited, wondering belatedly whether she should take off the lace-up boots at least, but knowing Zach she guessed he'd want her to keep them on, and--
And then he appeared in the middle of her living-room floor and there was no more time for deliberation because he was striding towards her the instant he came into view, and he drew her in tight against him and she was moaning and clutching at his shoulders when he kissed her.
"I ... I guess I have to, I mean what's the time now? I don't have to be any set time at the shelter but if come in later than two it'll be a long day," she told him, as out of breath as he was, and breathing harder still when his fingers danced up the front fastening of her outer robes. Oh, God. She didn't care if it would be a late day, at least not for any other reason than it would make her come home later to more of this. Holding his gaze with heavy eyes that wanted to fall shut she backed up against the adjoining bedroom, welcoming the support when her back met the wall.
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