loveschildren | (no subject)

Oh, are you saying you didn't like that?

I'm not sure how I feel about it. I haven't exactly had time to decide.

[He starts buttoning Crowley's shirt up, slowly, not at all in a businesslike way. Rather intimate and sensual, but considering Crowley's still buried in him...]

My my, how long will it take you?

[that's really attractive and he's still inside the man but he can't help it, he should really NOT DO THIS but he's too interested. it's too fascinating, this idea he has.]

...That's a pretty good question, actually.

How old are you, Sensei?

How old do I look?

[He smiles cheerfully. He's aware Crowley is an intelligent young man, but after all, vampires don't exist everyone knows that. He smooths Crowley's shirt down, palms warm and lingering through the fabric as he tilts his head to meet Crowley's eyes. There's no flinch or waver, his acting is perfect in whatever he wants. It's just a fetish, sure. The idea that he's older than he looks is worth a laugh. But he's also not actually answering the question in any concrete way, though he's not trying to lead Crowley to believe that means he's being mysterious.]

This is really starting to feel like some Young Adult novel... not even a very good one. Too sketchy.

I think you read too much trashy romance.

I don't, is the thing. Those fang props were pretty impressive, though. Show me?

[He laughs, settles his arms back around Crowley's shoulders.]

You're right, I do. I do have an enjoyment for a few odd fetishes here and there, I should have asked first. But you do have a rather emboldening effect on me.

[He smiles amiably, if Crowley really wants to inspect his teeth.]

[he's looping his arms around his teacher's waist, absolutely checking out Felid's teeth. are there visible fangs?]

Don't make excuses, Sensei. I forgive you, but take more care in the future.

[Slightly pronounced canines but not Owasera levels, he has been able to blend in so far after all. Retractable.]

Yes dear, I'm sorry.

[He sounds convincingly contrite.]

[so there's either some fancy dentistry going on, or...

shrugs, finally pulling out, but immediately leaning against Felid.]

Okay.

[He supports and steadies Crowley, kissing his cheek.]

Easy there.

I'm making you my assistant, you'll be staying after class and coming to help me with projects at my house quite regularly. Naturally I'll be tutoring you in exchange, to help you keep up with your studies. Unless you're terribly opposed.

I'm not against it, but isn't that kind of move a little... risky?

Does getting close make you nervous we'll be suspected?

[Felid doesn't give a fuck, being found out doesn't matter in the long run, but he should attempt to look like he cares for Crowley's sake.]

That'd have a pretty nasty impact on you, wouldn't it? If we were found out.

You're sweet.

[He cups Crowley's face.]

It's your future I'm concerned with. I'm capable of dealing with anything that might happen.

[mrrrr

he's not too concerned about that, personally.]

...I do want to be able to see you more in private.

[Felid is intimately concerned with Crowley's future. Not about it, but after all, he has a rather decisive plan for his young student. He brushes his fingers over Crowley's cheek, and then his lips over Crowly's a soft promise.]

Then we will. If it helps you feel better it turns out I'll be hurting my back a bit this weekend. I'll need someone to help me carry things to and from school for a while. That's why I need an assistant. It's very kind of you to volunteer.

...All right. I'll be glad to assist you.

[His lips slide down Crowley's jaw, a sensual reward.]

I'm happy for having such a thoughtful student. Can I see you this weekend?

You can.

Umm. Do you want my email?

Yes. I'll give you my personal one.

[pulling away then! to go get his phone, pants still undone and loooow around his hips.]

[Kay.]

[Just gonna sit on this desk and admire the view like, hell yes.]