Love in the wild (closed)

[Asa]

Professor was her title but she was far more at home in the field. Even if that field was a formal gathering of an exhibition or some long forgotten jungle. She had avoided any sort of assistant the university wanted to assign to her till finally the dean decided to call in an old favor that was owed solely on the principle of it all. Also returning a favor he owed as well to an old family friend which gained her an assistant and like it or not the complete opposite of her. An academic who was home only in a classroom and was in no way ready for the woman who would be his boss.

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Dahlia... Where is Professor DaViega?

The tall rather relaxed formal man walked into the office followed by a rather unassuming young man in a tweed suit. Dahlia sighed and pointed to the office.

Dean Corbin she literally just got back from Mongolia and she is...

I know... I know she is in the middle of some research for some Relic or whatever but she will not get out of here without this meeting happening.

With that he walked into the office only to have to avert his eyes and those of the young man as she was in the middle of changing her top as they were walking in.

Oh...oh my... the younger man blundered and turned away quickly as the woman turned to face them.

Dean Corbin... I hope this is a quick visit as I have a flight to catch.

Perfect timing the older man said.


This is your assistant... no you do not get a say in the matter you know that every professor is required to have an assistant. He has just arrived from Europe and his bags are in the trunk of my.car grab your bags and I will take you two to the airport.

Excuse me Cassidy snarled. You are honestly expecting me.to take a jetlag bomb waiting to happen into the field in an active hunt but also a potential warzone? Jacob I think your job is damaged your brain if you remotely think that is a safe idea.

The older man stiffened a little and sighed.

I know it's not ideal Cassidy but you have no choice. My hands are tied are you ready to go?

She looked the young man over... he wasn't without his charms and looks but she maintained her anger.

Fine just dont get in my way.

Wouldn't... wouldn't dream of it professor. Right then... where are we off to?

Egypt... was all she said as she walked out of her office to her secretary and smiled.

You know the drill... will he be meeting me at the airport or the hotel?

Hotel... reservation was made for one though Cassidy should I call and change it?

Yes see if you can upgrade it to one of the suites please. And...

I will inform the museum of the additional person traveling with you.

I approve every dime you request for even the strangest of things. I accept without questions 95% of the time you running off to aid practically every government on the planet you will do one thing I demand.

The dean stiffened up only to clearly rethink his stance when she turned on him like a pack of wolves.

And I bring this university and its museum millions of dollars in artifacts and revenue consistently while teaching classes and attending whatever half baked meeting or conference I am packed and able to go to. A d as for those world governments how many of them have been so grateful they have donated money to departments of all kinds and to the university itself thanks to my work. I will not be held responsible if anything happens to some assistant you demand I take. You will be is that clear?

The dean quickly nodded and hurried her bags to the car without another word

Once on the plane she sat back going over the information glaring at anyone who neared her. He finally got up the nerve to speak sitting beside her.

I have never heard anyone speak like that to a dean... it was... quite... impressive... if not a little... frightening.

She simply looked over at him then back to her research for a moment before speaking.

What cultures are your primary focus in your historical studies and since when does the CIA turn agents into Universities as Assistants to professors who have told them to go to hell every time they have.tried to recruit me? I am not my father nor am I anything like my father. Is that clear?
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Shit... he had hoped she wouldn't remember his involvement. Like that was fucking possible. They had been involved. Hell he would have loved to continue their... whatever it was connection... love... romance... but the stampeding Buffalo that was his direct superior had used their connection to try to blackmail her into helping hunt if not hand over her father. That was the beginning of the end. She told him go to hell finished the mission we were on and when he woke up she was gone. Finally he answered her.

Shortly after Morocco... I also told Deputy Director Shaw to go to hell. I found myself working in the field more helping an old friend of yours a Dr Reese. I was also introunced to... The good Dean and Reese said he needed a better leash on him for you.

 

[shizzz]

Lance had tried to remain as nondescript as possible, hoping there would not be an issue as he was forced onto her

But he lost a bit of that when he had followed the dean to her office, and had seen her in her bra, as she pulled a fresh blouse on and buttoned it up.

But she was very terse and to the point with the dean, and also correct.

She was right on all points and he worried Thai was going to cause issues. But it was what it was.

Before long they were on the plane and getting straight to it

“I’m going to make sure that you don’t make any big splashes, then just stay out of your way” he told her

Even though that wasn’t the job

“I just need this assignment to go off without a hitch, which isn’t your style, but I neeed that. I also know you don’t care what I need”

He said as he ran his thick fingered hands through his hair, this was going to be a long flight

 

[Asa]

I know my job why didn't Reece tell me he was sending me a leash for Dean Corbin or is this your doing? And Do you really expect me to believe you quit the CIA? You may have had an issue with Shaw but you always came across as perfect little eternal soldier.

She looked over at him over her file. She could not help but remember their fling no matter how brief and exactly how it ended with him expecting her to simply comply with Shaw and the others. Now Reece just tosses him back into her life without so much as a "sorry necessary evil my dear" comment he loves so much.

 

[shizzz]

He buried his nose in the files as the flight reached cruising altitude, he doubted he could persuade her right now, so being the diligent student was the best approach.

He tried to stay focused on the documents and analysis of the hieroglyphics, as well as the overlays of ancient maps onto topology displays of the surrounding area. It was just that every time he turned his head, he would catch a view of her cleavage in her blouse. It was buttoned up respectably, but the vision of his cock head throbbing between them as she miles the cum out of his cock that one night so long ago, continued to play in his head. He had not encountered a similar night since, her…fervor had thus far remained unmatched.

“So this map here, claims the valley is here, but I don’t think that works with the erosional modeling proposed over here’ he told her as he produced another graphical display

“How much faith do you have in this model?” He asked her as he pulled his soft brown eyes up to her

 

[Asa]

I don't that's why I am seeking this artifact. Myths and reality not seeming far off from each other aside a necklace of the alleged craftsmanship would be a major find much less the additional proof of the lost little known tribe/ nation that loved within Egypts borders and was potentially wiped out by a petty abomination of a lesser prince and his lust for chaos and power.

She sighed holding out the file that spoke of a "Gods forged necklace enchanted by a mage to enslave the wearers mind turning even the most peaceful into ruthless assassins or the most destruction bent into peace-seeking souls."

 

[shizzz]

“Why do these artifacts always sound so grim. I mean all we ever find is just normal stuff! After all the relics you’ve gotten, have any held any true powers” he asked her as he took the file. He couldn’t help but notice the hem of her skirt inching higher up her thighs

“And what about the locals. Any issues there? Do they know we are coming to run off with one of their ancient relics”

 

[Asa]

We are on a time limit. Historians and the local military are at odds over the area luckily I have contacts on both sides of the argument and they tend to listen to me fairly well. My concern is other relic hunters and the private buyers that back them or other organizations.

That would leave the unspoken of her father in the air. He was a ruthless relic hunter and power-hungry when it comes to things like this necklace. She had learned all she could from him and anyone he sent her to be trained and learn from. Since she has done everything in her power to beat him and his organization from.getting their hands on anything.