█Old Event - Japanese High School | Aphro'd

[pyro_boots]

Reclining back in her large, cushioned office chair, Maya brought the lit cigarette to her lips and took in a deep breath. Smoking on school grounds went against the school's code of conduct, but she could care less

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We'll pretend he has any reason to be in a Japanese high school.

[undeathrow]

She was lucky in that the person on his way in had no say over whether or not she could smoke... and unlucky in that he could tell anyway. The custodian pushed his cart in through the doorway, wrinkling his nose briefly at the scent before choosing to keep his thoughts to himself.

"Sorry. Didn't know you were still here," he said, closing the door behind him. "I'll hurry." He smirked at her and turned his attention to the trash can just inside the door.

"Still getting used to having someone in this office, you know?"

[pyro_boots]

Watching as he set about his duty, Maya relaxed just a little. "The same could be said for you. Aren't you here fairy late as well?"

She turned back to the paper, marking off a few points here and there. The one thing she hated about this job was all the paperwork that came with it. She couldn't count how many hours she'd spent lately going over and grading each one. On one hand, she was thankful for being single as she didn't have to worry about a significant other bothering her whenever she strolled in through the front door late.

But on the other hand, the absences of having someone did get incredible frustrating. Especially when certain needs tended to creep up on her.

"I had thought everyone else had left by now."

[undeathrow]

"Not really. I've only been here about an hour," Billy replied, picking up the trash can to empty it into his cart. "I've been working the overnights lately. I'm usually the only one here, though."

That can empty, he set it back down, then brushed his hair out of his face, glancing over at the desk. He needed to vacuum the carpet and get to the trash can behind it, but didn't really want to bother her while she was still working. Hm.

"Everyone else has left. Just us two still lurking around, looks like."

[pyro_boots]

Quickly she scribbled down a note at the bottom of the graded test before adding it to the pile of things that needed to be handed back to her class. She reached over for another stack of papers clipped together, when she paused.

"If I'm in your way, it's all right to say so." She noticed he had stopped what he was doing, and pushed her chair away from her desk as she rose to her feet.

Taking the papers with her, she moved to the couch on the other side of the office. That way, he could continue on with his work.

[undeathrow]

"I could have waited. But thanks" he said as she got out of the way. He waited until she was sitting down to move back behind her desk, grabbing that trash can to deal with as well.

As he dumped the papers into his cart, he glanced over his shoulder at her with a little teasing smirk coming to his face. "You know," he said, "you might want to watch out with the cigarettes. The smell sticks around all night." He could still smell the smoke, an oddly invigorating scent in what was otherwise a sterile building.

[pyro_boots]

Once she had settled comfortably in her seat, she began the same routine process of deducting points and writing brief notes for her students to look over later. However, she came to a sudden halt at his comment.

Lifting her gaze from the papers in her lap to the custodian at her desk, Maya was silent for a moment.

"It seems I've been caught." Carefully she capped her pen, putting it down on the end table next to her and chuckling softly. "Are you planning to turn me in now for being such a bad girl and breaking a rule?"

[undeathrow]

He was working on replacing the trash bag, tying the plastic around the top of the pail. At her response Billy smirked at her, folding his arms.

"Well, I thought about it," he said, mocking thoughtfulness. "But you're lucky. I don't think I'll be a tattletale today."

He set the bin back on the floor and brushed his hair out of his face again. "After all. You never know when I might need you to keep a few secrets for me."

[pyro_boots]

"So you're intending to blackmail me then?" Deciding that grading the rest of the papers could wait, she carefully bunched them together and set them aside on a nearby table. There were more important things to concern herself with at the moment.

"And just what kinds of secrets do you intend on having me keep?"

[undeathrow]

"Hey now. Blackmail is a nasty way of putting it," he said defensively, shaking his head. "I wouldn't do something like that. I'm just saying... if you don't rat me out for smoking, I'll return the favor."

He headed back over to the door and pushed the cart outside, letting it close behind him and freeing up some room to clean up the rest of the room. There was a good natured smirk on his face as he pushed a few folders aside on her desk, clearing it away so clean it.

"Any other things I shouldn't be telling my supervisors about you, ma'am?"

[pyro_boots]

She watched him for a bit, finding herself admiring the view for a bit as she leaned back into the couch. One leg crossing over the other, she gave him a smirk of her own as she watched him move about.

"Do you think I'd tell you such important things so easily?" He'd have to work a bit harder if he wanted to get anything more out of her. "And you can call me Maya. There's no need for such formalities, Mr...?"

[undeathrow]

"Fair enough, fair enough."

He continued moving the papers here and there, clearing up a little more space on the desk. "Coen," he said. "Billy Coen. Nice to meet you officially."

[pyro_boots]

"Likewise, Billy." After a moment, she finally stood from her seat. It was entertaining, just to sit there and watch this man with an incredible body work, but she wanted to be just a little bit closer.

In the space he had created with moving all the papers around, she leaned against her desk, leaving just an inch or two of space between them. "I'm sure you and will get along just fine."

[undeathrow]

He wasn't the only one in the room with an incredible body, and he wasn't the only one watching out of the corner of his eye as she went about her business. It was more difficult to be subtle about it as she rose and stepped toward him, however, and he turned to face her, a little curious.

"I'm sure we will," he said. "You're a lot friendlier than the other teachers around here, I see." Teasing, perhaps... but she was close enough he could feel her body heat, and his imagination was running a little bit wild.

[pyro_boots]

"Maybe it's because I enjoy having your company." She could feel it all right, and leaned in even closer. She lifted a hand, resting it lightly on his chest; an appreciative light in her eyes as she could feel his muscles.

"After spending so many long nights here alone, it's nice to finally have someone here to share it with, you know?"

[undeathrow]

"I know exactly what you mean," he replied, smirking as her hand grazed over his chest muscles. He leaned slightly closer, increasing the contact.

"Did you have something in mind you wanted to share, ma'am?"

[pyro_boots]

"You could say that." Her other hand joined the first as they moved carefully over the front of his body; carefully feeling every single detail and muscle that lay beneath the fabric of his shirt. "And I told you, it's Maya."

There was only a brief, few seconds of delay before she took the initiative. Closing the gap between completely, and planting a kiss on his lips. There was nothing shy, or hesitant about it. Just full, raw, passion of a woman who knew what she wanted and planned on taking it.