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RP: Detention

Oct 31, 2007 20:15

Date: October 31, 2005
Characters: Hermione Granger, Roger Davies
Location: Their house
Status: Private
Summary: Roger and Hermione get into character.
Completion: Incomplete

( Kept after class )

place: private residence, october 2005, roger davies, hermione granger

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shh_hermione November 1 2007, 00:37:13 UTC

They didn't stay until midnight ( ... )

shh_roger November 1 2007, 01:53:49 UTC

He gulped as he looked up, fumbling slightly with his glasses -- which was unlike him in itself. It was just ... god, she was killing him. The skirt was even shorter than it had bee; all she needed was to bend the slightest bit and he'd see her knicker-clad bum ( ... )

shh_hermione November 1 2007, 02:18:13 UTC

The fact that she could somehow arouse Roger in such a way never failed to excite her. She knew there were still so many things they hadn't done yet, despite the months since they'd become physically intimate, but it was like it was new every time. While he took in her appearance, she licked her lips and tried not to ogle him. He was wearing that awful tweed jacket that made her think things that tweed just should not bring to mind, and she liked the way he looked in glasses, mostly because it changed his face enough to make this seem like it was more of a game.

When he mentioned the library, she bit her lip. What did he have in mind? She couldn't ask, of course, because they were supposedly a professor and student. Still, he had to know that doing this in her library would arouse her in that twisted little way that she no longer found shameful ( ... )

shh_roger November 1 2007, 02:48:24 UTC

The little flounce of skirt didn't go unnoticed. By the time he'd followed her into the library, he was more than a little hard, and very twitchy, and it was only going to get worse. He hoped it didn't detract from the image he was supposed to be presenting, but damn if he could help it.

When they arrived in the library, he waited for her to turn to him. "I have to say, I'm very disappointed in your behavior this evening. Quite unbecoming of a student, especially one as clever, and ... talented as you. I'm afraid you'll need to serve detention. Really, it's the only way to reward such wanton behavior."

He crossed his arms and moved to a bookshelf. "I'll preside over your punishment, of course. We're going to cataloging the books in here. It's quite tedious, but we'll work on them if it takes us all night. I'm quite thorough, and I expect the same from my students."

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