St. Pius High School

[Suave Intent]

Divinity. The pure essence of God would trascend down upon the earth below to bestow his blessings upon only a chosen few. However, wouldn't those few beings be the ideal target for the ministrations of Satan? In such a way, those whom held a pious soul would forever undergo the taintings of the Dark Lord. Demonic tendrils seeping their grasp within the uncorrupt minds as they attempted to contort them to their will. To forever tamper with purity that was laced within their hearts...



Joshua Davis

The unequivocal manifestation of evil itself lay deeply imbedded within the school's core. Italian boots embracing against the wooden floorboards as toned musculature came to a slow rest upon the oaken doorframe. Single apendage extending forth to grasp at the metalic handle before he allowed for the horrid creek to be emitted from where door met frame. The high-pitched sound making it quite aware that the presence of their instructor was soon upon them. Sculpted masculinity was held straining against the silk confines of his shirt s he allowed for confident strides to lead him within. Chestnut strands combed with intense scrutiny before cinnamon-tinted visage was shifted amongst the students assembled before him. Pure innocence locked within the depths of their eyes only allowed a deviant grin to caress against crimson-tinged mouth. Peridot gaze noting a white piece of paper passing quickly from student to student before finally being intercepted by himself. An amused expression lighting bronzed complexion before the words of the note soon spilled forth and into the air. Wrought from tones that echoed throughout the classroom.

"'He's more handsome than I expected. I'd love to...' I'll stop right there. There are only three reasons why you are in my classroom at the moment.
One: You're lost, and need to be directed towards English Lit, room 305b, not a.
Two: You're parents wanted to pay for an expensive education, and you think that this class will be a breeze.
and Three: You actually want to learn.

Well, to adress these matters. Classroom 305b is down the hall. This calss will not be a breeze, and the majority of you will recieve a C+ at best. And lastly...you will learn a plethora of information concerning writers such as Poe, Shakespeare, and even Salinger. If that is all..."

Gaze traveling to view the few students whom departed towards the door. A mischievous shake of his head given before attention was soon sent back upon the students before him...

"Welcome to St. Pius High School."


OOC:
This is an open thread, anyone can join. Other teachers? Go for it. Hmmm...Oh yes, to answer how this is at all sensual, do you wonder what the students will do to recieve the grades? And this is a coed High School, full uniforms required. I decided to simply restart the thread under my name so that it would be easier to manage. If any Moderators are reading this, please delete the Thread: St. Pius, Catholic School by Unregistered. It is greatly appreciated, and I apologize for any inconviences

 

[SexyAmber]

"In the books I read the sinners are always more interesting than the saints, and in real life good people are dismally dull. I've no desire to be wicked, but I do want to be happy. A short life and an exciting one for me and I'm willing to pay for my pleasure if it is necessary."
-- Louisa May Alcott, A Long Fatal Love Chase


she walked the dismal halls of St. Pius. First day at a new school. Her parents foregoing sending her to a public school as it could be considering “embarrassing” in their exclusive circle of friends. So here she was, St Pius. Her name boldly printed on the top of all of her notebooks. "Arianna LaCroix" The decedent personification of the classic beauty. She was the essence of purity in her naïve guarded life, like a untouched china doll. So blissfully untainted. Her hair the color of pale butterscotch wept like golden teardrops down the ripened slopes of her divine form. Eyes of russet emerald that held an unearthly bewitching gaze of purity. The bow of her naturally pink hued lips dusted a glossy pale red. She held her schedule clutched possessively within her small ivory digits. Her ethereal body clad in the school uniform. A starched white shirt and a plaid skirt, she wore knee high white socks and saddle shoes. Her visage almost flawlessly innocent, her hair illuminating the young angel with every move she made. She looked at her schedule. 305A. Stepping inside she took a seat near the front and it was then she heard the door open and her luminescence gaze of jade followed him, her pencil dropping lightly from her small hand to her notebook. Her pearly canine teeth seized hold of her bottom cinnamon tinged lip as the flush of scarlet rushed her cheeks, as if her inner thoughts were read.

She listened attentively to the deep timber of his voice. Her garnet tier finally released from the prison of her teeth. She let her radiant gaze of olive follow him beneath a veil of pure honey lashes. As he welcomed the class, again in her naivety her soft yet raspy voice called back. “Thank you” Amidst a few giggles and laughs from the other students. Again that blush that only heightened her exquisiteness, and nervously she tucked her hair behind her ears and opened her book to begin. Always excited to learn, especially the things he spoke of...her journey of enlightment ready to begin

 

[Suave Intent]

Transformation

Irresistable. It's the only word that could hope to associate itself with one Joshua Davis as the hardened features of his face soon diminished into a rather boyish appearance. Only twenty-seven years of age, he was the youngest professional of literature. Often found resting upon the oaken bark of a tree within Spring's gentle breeze as a book of leather binding resided within spideresque fingers. However, such a vision of tranquility was to be dismissed as reality soon dawned its light upon the classroom, and he. Calcuated movements carrying ethereal form past the row of desks arrayed before him as he allowed for emerald rich gaze to linger upon the students before him. A shrug of broad shoulders soon administered before he sent the cloth of his jacket flying towards a distant corner. Complete disregard evident within his actions as a fleeting glance was soon offered towards the door. Attention soon reasserting itself upon the body of people before him as his gaze soley resided upon the single form of Arianna LaCroix...

"Now that the rift-raft have been dealt with, allow me to introduce my real self. I am Joshua Davis, self-made Literature teacher and professor of language."

A flourishing bow offered towards the class before an impish grin soon followed suit.

"I do accept bribes of Apples, but I definately prefer sweets. Will they help on your grade? Not a chance, but it couldn't hurt, could it?"

A myriad of laughter soon echoing throughout the students before he advanced further. A single elbow finding its home upon Miss LaCroix's desk as he gazed directly within her eyes. Penetrating and soul defying as his sight lingered within the windows to her soul, the cologne he wore wafting within the close air they shared before crimson lips soon parted. Deep tones resonating within the air itself as the honey-coated words were soon heard.

"Now that I've introduced myself, I want each and everyone else to do so as well. And you, milady?"

 

[SexyAmber]

Arianna LaCroix

She laughed as she watched him. He was enchanting to watch, a plethora of characters seemed to unfold in his persona. For a moment she forgot his age in his boyish smile, then coughed softly remembering he was the teacher. And then the command of his jaded gaze rested on hers and she could feel, and for that matter, hear her breath catch. She could feel the burning of her blush in her porcelain cheeks and then a soft gasping breath was released as his elbow was placed directly on her desk when she was searching her book bag for a lollipop she knew resided there, hearing his liking of sweets.

Again that gaze found her enchanting one and her scarlet lips parted with his, as if under a snake charmer’s spell. His scent spiraling in a vortex around her, mixing with her own mystifying scent of light perfume. Her finger began a nervous twirl of golden strands around and around. Then that devastingly enrapturing soft voice spoke in return, tinged with a French accent.

“Nice to meet you..Sir…Jos…Mr. Davis”, she stammered over the words as a frustrated little huff left her, trying to will her body to stop the pinkening of her delicate cheeks. He was close enough to hear the intake of breath as if saying a quiet mantra, the fluttering of her flaxen lashes as she drifted her ocean tinged gaze back to his. Her warm breaths releasing and lashing into his as they shared the space at her desk.

“I …am Arianna LaCroix”

 

[Suave Intent]

Intimate Introduction

He couldn't contain the ever prevalent smirk upon crimson pair of desired perfection as a hint of rosemary hue lit her cheeks. A single brow of oaken hue arising within question to her antics before her intoxicating voice was heard; intertwined with her personal scent, it sent his emotions spiraling into an abyss of lust and want. However, such thoughts continued to be held discreetly as his own casualness once again resumed control over him. Intimate tones held within the close proximity they shared would cause a shudder of anticipation to course throughout the iciest of souls.

"A pleasure, Miss LaCroix. But beyond your name, which is quite beautiful and enchanting, what else can you tell your peers and instructor."

Sculpted physique soon elevating heavenward as his line of sight cascaded over the class as a whole. A few desirable females held within the corners of his eyes before he allowed for the strong tones of his voice to carry itself throughout each and any whom was present.

"Do pay attention class, you will each be introduced in the manner which I have set, and you cannot repeat what any other person before you has said. I want to know something special, not some useless gibberish that you plagerized from another person."

Height soon dwindling as he once again took up occupation of her desk. Creature of wicked desire held within a single breath as he allowed for his hot breath to wash out upon her. Minted scent, there was no doubt that he at least had the consideration to use breath mints while placed within such tight confines with another human being.

 

[SexyAmber]

Arianna

The soft quiver of her addicting body could be spotted as reperched upon her desk. Her fingers ceased the mindless twirling in her sun streaked curls as her brilliant jaded orbs followed him. As his breath expelled in a minty wave toward her mouth, her crimson tiers parted as if to instinctively capture it, then her eyes drew down to her lap where her other hand fiddled absently with the hem of her skirt.

Then the release of her enthralling voice was a hypnotic melody as it dripped like honey from her garnet hued tiers, the way her small tongue rolled beneath her teeth accenting each delicate word. And like a melody each word was spoken with great innocence in her soft, almost child like voice rang out through the class room, yet her gaze held the command of his, a mixing of emeralds.

“oh…well I just moved here from Quebec and I am an only child, and and…last year my parents let me do romeo and juliet in the school play.”, she blushed beautifully once more

 

[Suave Intent]

Hmmmm

A bemused smile stole away upon perfected visage as he listened to her with apt attention. Clandestine gaze falling upon the shortened hem of her skirt as a myriad of sinful desires flashed within his mind. Only a moment neccesary to expell such unholy thoughts before releasing the weight upon his arm and coming to his full height. Steely gaze manipulating itself upon the twenty plus students remaining before enrapturing voice pierced the cool air of the classroom.

"Romeo and Juliet...A tale of forbidden love and passion that could no longer be contained between two teenagers younger than yourselves. The lust they shared actually condemned by the families, and not the church itself. The friar actually granting the two union...A wonderful play, it ranks among the most popular of love stories...Tell me, Miss LaCroix, what part did you play?"

Throughout the whole speech of forbidden love, one could not help but notice that his gaze lingered upon the nubile student before him. A fire of desire burning like wildfire throughout the furthest recesses of viridian depths. Yet as he was about to continue, the shrill sound of the bell echoed throughout the hallways; pouring into the classroom so that every soul present was affected by its dismal tone.

"Okay class...I want you to each pick up a copy of Romeo and Juliet, and want you to study the first scene. Tomorrow, we will be picking parts and acting it out through class. Oh yes, and Miss LaCroix, can you come by after school. I wish to finish our discussion."

And without further delay, he withdrew into a flourishing bow as he granted the students exit.

 

[SexyAmber]

Arianna

Her face flushed as he spoke of the forbidden star crossed lovers. She explained she had played Juliet. Then her body froze as he said meet him after class, the sound of girl’s envious giggling rang in her ears yet she could nearly nod. Her gaze belong to him with each captivating word he spoke.

As the bell rang and he exited, the sounds of the female student’s voices echoed of how handsome and sexy the new teacher was. Them rushing to her desk. “Oh Ari you are so lucky, I need to read that book and maybe need to see him after class”

Never before had the school bookstore been so crowded then the rush of students from his class getting the book, she carried her worn leather bound copy with her. Her fingertip tracing the words slowly…”Romeo and Juliet”. She did buy something at the school store and it was placed in a simple brown bag that she gingerly placed in her back pack.

The sound of her shoes tapping lightly on the hall floor was the only thing announcing her presence as she walked by the offices of the facility. She arrived at the door his name already engraved “Joshua Davis”. Her small hand knocked against the blinded glass. She could feel the warmth spreading across her lethally tempting form and shook her head softly, clearing any thoughts she was having. Muttering softly, “Like he would kiss you Arianna, he is your teacher” . Her exquisite feline jade gaze lifted to his door, she could smell his cologne, and she knocked lightly again. Like a moth to a flame, she was there.

 

[Suave Intent]

Joshua Davis

The soft sounds of womanly laughter soon exited the glass barrier as one of the more youthful female teachers occupied his attention. Dimpled cheeks offered in response to one of the woman's various witty remarks before a glance to his watch notified him of the improvised meeting he would have with one, Miss LaCroix. A polite inclination of his head soon offered towards the other faculty member as he pushed off the edge of his desk. Thick muscle straining against the thin fabric of his silken shirt before a large hand was placed about the other person's slender waist. Not too urgent, and more flirtatious within his actions as he escorted her towards the door. Single apendage pushing through the chill air as it grasped about the silver handle, a simple twist sending the oaken material inward as he watched the other leave. A rather flushed expression noticable upon the other female's cheeks as peridot gaze resided nonchalantly upon the prominent curve of her rear. Attention soon diverted to Miss LaCroix, however, as his scent picked up upon the subtle scent of her perfume...

"Ahhh...Miss LaCroix, I wasn't sure if you were going to make it. I was just notified that the girls had Cheerleader practice tonight, and I made a stereotypical judgement in thinking that you would attend. Unless your newly appointed presence here had made you unaware of the fact"

It was obvious why he had thought her elgible of such an elite status within the private school they attended. The pixish visage before him would send chills throughout any of the males, not to mention the lasvicious body she held within the confines of the school uniform...

"However, I just wanted to make sure that your transition to this location has been a smooth one. I don't imagine that moving away during your High School education can be easy."

 

[SexyAmber]

~she turned to face him hearing her name and her smile radiated her angelic features. Her entrancing seafoam gaze drifted up to his eyes and a cant of her golden head sent flaxen tresses slithering down the celestial slopes of her right side.

“Oh…cheerleading tryouts…I had no idea!…would it be ok if I went now and came back later?”

~her unparalleled beauty was personified ten fold as the trademark blush rose to the sculpture of perfection that were her features, her bottom cotton candy hued lip taken in her teeth once more as she awaited his answer, clutching her books to her chest~

 

[Suave Intent]

Prolonging the Inevitable

The tip of a rather expensive Parker pen was soon ocupied between agile digits as he feigned contemplation upon the matter. However, a fraction of a moment was all the time that was needed before a coy smile devoured crimson-tinted lips as unmarred visage was shifted within her direction. A lift of mahogony brow offered as soft words escaped from betwixt his lips. Deep, yet with a hint of sensaulity that could not be equalled.

"Of course, my dearest, Arianna. But from what I've been notified, tryouts can last quite a long time. Are you sure that you will be able to get home at such a late hour?"

And noticable hesitation could be noted upon the features of his face as an inner conflict soon took hold. He had taken a rather unprofessional infatuation with the girl before him, but would it be best to overstep that boundary he walked along? What seemed like an eternity within his mind only lasted but a few moments before the desire to further satiate his desires soon won out. The tones of his voice taking on a softer note as an afterthought was soon added...

"Push comes to shove, I could give you a ride home. But only if it were okay with your parents, and yourself of course."

 

[SexyAmber]

Arianna

A genuine smile curled the pout of her wine tinged tiers. Again that heartbreaking smile of pure divinity and she bounced lightly.

“oh Mr Davis, yes thank you thank you! I really want to stay for try outs, I would be so grateful for a ride home and it will be ok with my parents they are out of town, just the nanny is home” She turned and began running toward the football field then stopped in her tracks, slightly panting, a flush on her china doll face then unzipped her book bag and pulled out a plain bag hailing the school insignia on the front and pulled out a candy bar and handed to him with a luminous smile.

“you said you liked sweets”, then she turned and ran down the halls, only her scent and the whipping of her flaxen mane in her wake. Then proceeded to the gym changing into a generic cheerleading skirt and sweater and went to the field to begin practice.

 

[Suave Intent]

The greatest trick that Satan ever pulled was proving he didn't exist.

He couldn't help but admire the youthful exuberance that eminated from the girl's every pore. A rather prolonged cant of his head soon offered within her direction as she bounded back towards him. The paper bag proffered with demure innocence before the contents were soon revealed. A light chuckle illuminating the room he occupied before the morsel of chocolate was set aside for a later date. A manilla envelope soon retrieved; the sole reason for the woman's earlier appearance, opened as the file soon spilled forth. Intense concentration placed upon the girl's file photo before a calloused thumb soon ran across the bolded letters that spelled out: Arianna Amber LaCroix. Further scrutiny upon the girl's permanent record soon revealed that she was the ideal student. Straight A's, Varsity Cheerleading, and even an active participant within the school's drama program. To summarize what was already quite obvious, she was a girl who exumed innocence. No doubt that she had been sheltered by her rich family all through the duration of her life...A few steps were taken upon the carpeted floor as he collapsed within the confines of his leather chair. The tip of his pen tapping gently upon the oaken surface of his desk as he allowed for his free hand to rake throughout locks of chestnut strands. A roll of his head sending a few "cracks" to echo forth as an idea suddenly came to mind. Deviant smile soon spreading upon crimson pair before he brought his weight forward, the momentum sending his chair upright as his hands flew to his computer. Like attracting magnets, his fingers typed with inhuman speed. Intense gaze transfering from website to website before the perfect one was attained. Idle tapping placed upon his temple as glasses obscured the sight of his flawless visage. The concaved lenses reflecting the text of the student/teacher relationship. Would he dare to cross that line? It it wasn't obvious by now, the answer was an undeniable yes. And so he awaited, lurking within the shadows of his office as he awaited for the tryouts to end.

 

[SexyAmber]

she returns

Finally try outs were finished, she could feel the football player’s gaze over the group of them, as they passed one flipped up the back of her skirt causing a soft huffing sound to leave her as she quickly pushed it back down. She could see the sun’s last rays setting behind the horizon and the coach announced that those who made the team would have their names posted tomorrow. She flung her poms poms carelessly over her shoulder as she weaved her way back toward the school calling good night to her new found friends with a wave.

Not wanting to keep him waiting she figured she would just change and shower when she got home. The light layer of her sweet perspiration only enhanced her beauty as it caused a glowing glisten on her caramel flesh. Her butterscotch mane now in a ponytail that whipped down the natural curve of her spine and the cheerleading sweater rose up to expose just a hint of her tiny navel. She was a sadistic beauty, the anti-evil, the representation of everything that was untainted. She ran down the empty halls praying he didn’t forget and leave her there. Then she reached his door and walked throught he mouth of the doorway, her stunning emerald pools rested on him as she caught her breath from running, seeing him typing madly.

The essence of her intoxicating scent magnified in her sweat enhanced gleam. And then that syrupy and soft voice spoke hinted with the most exquisite French accent. Her hip leaning against the doorway then her temple as honey tresses again almost greedily danced down her body as the pony tail was brought over her shoulder.

“Mr Davis? I am all done but if you have work I can wait or do some homework until you are done.”

 

[Suave Intent]

Awareness

The speed of his fingers upon keyboard soon came to abrupt halt as the rather hastened entrance was made into his office. A rather light-hearted sound of laughter soon escaping betwixt chapped pair as he allowed for serpentine muscle to moisten red tiers. Gaze completely fixated upon the angelic prize before him as the computer was put to rest, shutting off by itself before pushing himself away from the large desk that occupied his office. Right hand gesturing towards a nearby couch as he motioned for her to take a rest. Emerald gaze unable less sublte within their attempts to attain glances of her salicious body before he soon took up a chair directly opposite of where he indicated for her to rest. Elbow coming to a rest upon knee as the masculine curve of his chin reested upon his open palm...

"I thought I promised you a ride, no? And how was cheerleading tryouts? I hope that the guys didn't give you girls too much of a hard time..."

 

[SexyAmber]

She sat on the couch and smiled thankful for the rest. Her skirt a seeming mind of it’s own creeping up the sleekness of her mocha thighs, a bare hint of her white panties a taunting glimpse against her tanned skin. She reached up mindlessly and untied her ponytail, a riot of platinum tresses seeped down her lethal form. She smiled as her eyes lifted to his and she canted her head with a bright smile as he rested his hand on his chin from his masculine yet casual posture.

“it was good, I think I did ok.” her nose crinkled as her cheeks fell prisoner to a luster of crimson.
“Billy conner lifted up my skirt in front of everyone.” her gaze widened as she slowly nodded her head.
“Mr Davis. You know a lot of the girls are talking things about you”, her jaded pools lifted to him, so innocent and open to suggestion. Like a creature created specifically for him. “They say…” she stopped and giggled softly. “never mind” “What were you doing on the computer?, I have computer science this semester is it fun?”

 

[Suave Intent]

Intrigue

Pair of peridot reminscence continued to remain transfixed upon the lithe creature before him as he caught sight of the pee-ka-boo game that her tight panties were playing with her pleated skirt. Emotionless countenance held tight as a flicker of passion burned within his eyes. Not a word spoken as to her akward predicament before a whimsical smile melted crimson lips. Soft laughter echoing throughout the small room they shared before he went back to listening with apt attention. Only after her story was done did he dare to speak...

"That's good to hear, Arianna. But I am dismayed to find out about this Billy Conner fellow...I can't blame him, though."

And now it was his turn to find a fierce burning sensation all along the flesh of his cheek. Mentally berating himself for making such a comment, he shifted uncomfortably within his chair and tried desparately to change the subject.

"And I was just doing some research on my computer...From what I've heard however, computer science is just a pitiful attempt at learning the basics of the computer, rather redundant. Yet what is this about the other students, my dear? Please do tell what they say about lil' ol' me."

 

[SexyAmber]

Her lithe body shifted as he said he couldn’t blame him, causing that sadistic skirt to creep farther up her caramel toned thighs. Those panties seemingly painted to the silhouette of her body as she bit her bottom lip and leaned over. Innocently her mouth inches from him as she whispered like telling a secret in class. Her breath so warm and sweet, molested his strong lips. Her sparkling eyes held his gaze as she spoke in a demure hushed tone.

“They say…that you are …sexy”, her face ablaze with crimson now as she can not believe she is speaking so boldly but trying to have the bravado of the other girls at this school. Then mindlessly looks over her shoulder as if conspiring and whispers again. “And Jenny Wilson bet all the girls that she would kiss you”

She slapped her hand over her mouth and laughed a melodious laughter as she then covered her face and sat back. Her eyes shining in the dim lighting of the office under the glow of a single desk lamp as she removed her hands. And too with that adorable blush she murmured. “lucky Jenny” Then gasped praying she didn’t say that out loud

 

[Suave Intent]

Culminating Desires

Discreet gaze continued to remain fixated upon caramal thighs as that pleated skirt continued to edge heavenward. Primal desires reaching its climax as he noted that the snug panties weren't so much as worn, but rather plastered upon the virginal folds of her womanhood. Humor picqued upon as he viewed her prevalent innocence; how she thought that calling him "sexy" was a fatal sin that deserved absolute secrecy. Even more comical was the tale of how another student wished to kiss him. If only they knew how tainted their literature teacher truly was. Perverse upon a level that they could not comprehend, he had played this game with practiced grace and ease. Always finding himself victor within one way or another...

"So this...Jenny Wilson wishes to kiss me? And what gives her the right to show such arrogance within daring boast?"

He did teach several classes afterall, and couldn't be expected to remember all his students, now could he?

 

[SexyAmber]

and lead us not into temptation

~she smiled as responded and laughed lightly~ “Well I don’t know Mr. Davis, she just said you had kissable lips, and she is the head cheerleader” she shrugged her slender shoulders lightly. “I don’t like her much but she is real pretty and well…popular with the boys”

Her devastingly enchanting gaze drifted to his mouth then back to his eyes and she smiled. The blush kept in the contours of her cheeks. “oh and the book store everyone buying romeo and juliet, I had to kiss a boy in that” her nose crinkled as she caught herself rambling.

She was completely enraptured with him, it could be seen in her young gaze, spending so much time alone at home with parents seldom around she adored his company and he was so intriguing. But he must be bored with the company of someone so young and naïve. She curled her legs up beneath her on the couch causing the scant skirt to reveal the curve of her bottom only slightly and lay her cheek on the back of the couch, her topaz mane slithering possessively against the leather as she smiled at him. “it’s nice here…can I stay awhile? , are you going to direct a play this year? If so will it be romeo and juliet and if it is can you help me prepare?”

 

[Suave Intent]

Chance

A soft yawn soon distrubed the tranquil silence they shared as he found himself falling victim to the natural desire for rest. However, his complete infatuation with the innocent doll before him wouldn't allow for such a treacherous need to decimate the intimacy they shared. A soft smile enchanted the corner of his lips to curve heavenward as he leaned forward. Masucline scent cascading down upon her in waves of his cologne before his hot breath cascaded over her supple skin. Left hand slowly extending forth as a stray lock of platinum reminiscence was tucked gently behind a delicate ear. The urge to kiss her culminating to a devastating rise before the notion was subdued. Soft words echoing throughout her mind as if they hadn't even been spoken by the one whom sat across from her.

"That's just it, my dearest Arianna. She's popular with boys, and boys are just juvenile beings who cannot control their hormones...I don't think she will be kissing me any time soon, do you? And as for directing a play...Every play that I wish to direct has been denied by the Principal. It seems that his standards for Catholicism do not reach my own..."

Gaze soon drifting from her pert rear towards a nearby clock. The subtle rumbling within his stomach only confirming what his eyes had realized before he spoke without restraint.

"It's actually nearing the time I usually eat dinner, perhaps you'd like to join me?"

Now he was truly pushing the boundaries and testing the water, yet this would be the gateway to anything else that might arise between the newly introduced pair.

 

[SexyAmber]

As his precise fingertips coaxed the errant hair behind her ear she leaned toward his touch with a nibble on her bottom lip and almost memorized she shook her head slowly. “no Mr Davis I don’t think you should kiss her either”

As there breaths again intermingled in an exotic cocktail between their parted lips, her ocean gaze surrendered to his silently as she felt his fingertips so carefully arrange the strands of silken hair behind the shell of her small ear.

Her spell binding gaze followed his to the clock and she nodded softly with a bright smile. “I would love to get something to eat, let me just call home.” With that her sinfully perfect and wickedly virginal form unfurled right before his gaze she picked up the phone on his desk and looked over her shoulder and smiled at him as she cupped her hand over the receiver with a whisper as she spoke to her nanny.

“Yes Miss Hanna I met some real nice girls at school and they asked me to come over to their house….yes I will be careful and call later…I love you too Miss hanna.”

It would have been far to complicated to explain she was going to dinner with the teacher, regardless of how innocent it was. She place the receiver gently back in the cradle and her gaze drifted back to him as she leaned against his desk then looked down at herself.

“ohh.. You look so nice and …should I change?”, she stood up straight smoothing her skirt. Her nervousness easily spotted with the shifting of her brazen hips side to side.

 

[Suave Intent]

Further pushing the envelope

The sounds of laughter soon echoed throughout the vast hallways as the phone was placed upon its cradle. A lift of his brow soon given within question to the sound as he allowed for his full height to once again be retained. The chair he had occupied but moments ago slowly shifted out of his path before careful footsteps led him towards the door. Unequiovcal care taken to remain silent as the soft creaking of the door was heard; a soft curse slithering past his lips before gaze soon fixated upon a rather interesting seen. There, upon her knees stood one Jenny Wilson; daringly lost within a rather a deep kiss with the same male whom had had the audacity to life Arianna's skirt. Gaze soon drifting back upon the innocent student as he ushered her forth, large hand resting upon the defined curve of her hip as he urged her to look out into the hall. The heat of his body completely upon her now was his hot breaths washed against the smooth skin of her exposed neck. Soft whispers further enchanting her under his spell as he spoke his intent.

"Do you think I should interrupt, or let them have their fun...The latter would mean that we would be stuck in her longer, however."

 

[SexyAmber]

As his hand sought the curve of her hip he could feel the instinctive arch of her decedent body to his touch, his hand perfectly cradled her curves, as if molded for him. Her eyes widen as she pressed back against his body to hide herself from view outside as her luminescent pools of muted green widened at the sight before her. Her head tilted as his breaths claimed the supple skin of her throat and a tiny sharp inhale was heard. She tilted her head up sending a waterfall of silken platinum down her back and she whispered nearly against his chin.

“Oh no don’t interrupt, they could get expelled”, she curled her fingers around the frame and peeked out again with her body arching sending her heart shaped bottom to caress his thighs absently then she stood back up and tilted her head to him once more with her own memorizing whisper.
“We should stay here, we can share that candy bar if we have to.” She shifted the cheerleading sweater much to hot for the indoors as the air conditioner was turned off at night in the vacant school. She tugged annoyingly at the sweater and peeked outside one more time with her curious gaze and whispered to him, his scent now marking her clothing. “She has her tongue in his mouth!”

She moved her hand to her hip in a shocked stance but inside of her hip, her delicately soft hand found his that had laid possessive claim to that curve.

 

[Suave Intent]

Trapped

The firm globes of her youthful rear didn't go unnoticed as they brushed against the firm muscles of his thighs. An almost uncontrollable amount of laughter threatened to escape his being as her words echoed throughout his mind; truly a testimony to the innocence that eminated from her being. However, her exasperated remark hadn't gone unnoticed as the pair of youthful students both tensed noticably. Glancing about right and left, the football player grabbed at her hand and made for a hasty retreat. A few more moments of silence was gathered about before he decided that it would be best if they left the buildling. It wouldn't be a pretty predicament of the janitor were to stumble upon them while trapped within a rather controversial intamacy...Hand slowly slipping away from the contour of her toned stomach as a searing heat was left within its wake...The arrousal of his manhood slowly slithering to life as he tried his best to subdue the hidden muscle...

"You don't mind if we go to my house to eat, do you? I don't think that my job would appreciate it if I were seen with a student outside of the school's premises."