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Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

Looking down at her finger on the receiver of the phone, Eric looked back at this high student in her doc martens, tight jeans, blouse, her dark hair in a ponytail, her not-so-rebellious-anymore blue eyes. He removed his reading glasses and looked at her squarely with disapproving grey eyes. Well Coraline, if only you could take that sort of initiative - rebelling against your teachers - with boys like David instead of resorting to secret notes. Eric stood up and unbuttoned his sleeves, rolling them up as he admonished her. I believe there was a part in your 'love letter' about wanting to feel David next to you? Ah, I remember now, you wanted him to grab your waist and push you over the desk, isn't that it? Eric put his hands on Coraline's waist and turned her around so she was facing his desk with her hips against it and he was right behind her. Now, I know we've discussed corporeal punishment behaviors in biology class in our segment on the science of brain patterning. Sadly, these have been removed from most schools today. Eric said matter-of-factly, as if discussing last night's homework, but it was with dawning dread that it became evident what he meant. Unfortunately, sexually harassing a fellow student, such as thru a dirty little 'love letter' is likewise frowned upon.
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

Coraline just stood there her mouth in a straight line and her face, blank. She had no clue what was going on, it seemed to make no sense to her. Her lips showed the bit of defiance but as she watched him roll his sleeve up and telll her what she wrote. She, of course, knew what he was talking about as her face turned a light shade of pink. The next thing she knew her face was towards his desk and her teacher was right behind her. She turned a darker shade of red, embarrassed as she said a shaky,W-What? Her face turned to him as she tried to move away but his body trapped her in her place. She turned redder the bulge in his pants pressing up against her as she shook her head. No I'm just imagining things, she thought. She tried to convince herself but deep down she knew.Let g-go of me, she said softly no authority to her words.
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

Pushing his hips harder against her ass in those tight jeans when she tried to slip away, Eric shook his head. He was the teacher after all. He knew best. Coraline, about how many words would you say are in that dirty little letter you wrote? You are a bit of a rambling writer, so I'd guess maybe half a page...200 maybe 250? So that's a good number to aim for I think. Eric leaned back, making eye contact with Coraline, his grey eyes looking at her expectantly, his strong jaw barely hinting at a dirty smile. One... His hand met her ass in a medium slap, sending uncomfortable flutters along her legs and stomach. It was slightly painful, but not too bad, at least not yet. I suppose I could be persuaded to lower that number...and not tell the Principal and your parents about your little note... He felt himself getting hard, with his hand resting on her teenage ass. Two...
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

When he said she was a rambling writer she commented saying,I thought you were a Biology teacher not an English teacher. She said trying to make a scowl on her face but it looked more like she was smiling. Until he leaned back which she was grateful for since his bulge was pressed up against her. Letting her know it was actually there but what shocked her most was when his hand came in contact with her ass. She gasped trying to hide that fact that she enjoyed it just a bit. How can I persuade you?, she questioned, a light pink tinge left in her cheeks. Then when he smacked her ass a second time his hand resting there, a familiar tingle in between her legs, the tingle she would get with David. She sighed deeply, before she took deep breathes. No that did not just happen , she thought. But the tingling remained letting her know it was real, she was getting turned on by her teacher spanking her.
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

Eric looked up through the frosted glass of the closed classroom door. If someone came in he'd be in a lot of trouble, probably fired. Just one more slap, he thought to himself. When his hand reached her other cheek firmly, Eric lightly grabbed and lifted up on Coraline's ass. I think detention after school today would be an appropriate place to discuss an alternative, said Eric with a little smile, that both of us would be satisfied with, Coraline. He slapped her ass one more time, his hand sliding down just over her core. I'll see you at detention room D in the extension complex at 430.
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

Coraline gasped when his other hand went to her ass, grabbing and lifting. Her heartrate significantly faster than before as the tingles got a bit stronger. When he suggested detention Coraline's got wide as she turned to him. She wanted to see his face especially after he said 'they will both be satisfied with.' She couldn't help but think it was something other than an actual detention, seeming he was 'spanking' her quite different than an actual spank. She opened her mouth to talk but instead took in a sharp breathe when his hand slide over her core. Uh, she said, sounding like a moan and she immediately shut her mouth tightly. He's my teacher! , she screamed silently to herself her face getting red once again as she squirmed in place, trying to recover from her little moan.
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

He had it all planned now in his head, but when Coraline let out that little moan slightly bent over his desk, Eric's plan went out the window. Fuck the rules, he was going to punish that little cocktease right now! Slapping her ass one more time for good measure, Eric whispered, You can persuade me for starters by staying....right....there. Quickly he went to the biology classroom door, locked it and dropped the shutters down. Most of the school was on lunch break. Moving over to the windows, he lowered all the blinds, leaving the room dimly lit. She's my student! I can't do this! I'll go to jail! However, his lust silenced the voices of restraint. Soon enough, Eric returned to Coraline. Let's start by...hmm...I see you're not in school spirit for Flannel Friday...so how about we start by taking off your jeans for your spanking? She was the perfect height in those boots, and Eric slid his hands around Coraline's hips, unbuttoning and then unzipping her jeans. His hand came down to spank her a fifth time, right above her core, and sliding down to feel her core thru the jeans.
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

Coraline stayed in place as he left, turning her head to follow what he was doing. He locked the classroom door and shut the blinds which caused her to get a bit scared as she stuttered,Wh-What are you doing? He went back behind her as she watched him with wide eyes and something was off about her teacher. She couldn't do anything now since he was behind her his hands going around her hips causing her to.suck in a shaky breathe. Then his hands went to the button of her jeans. She put her hands onto his trying to get him to stop as she said,No, Mr. D-Duvant. S-Stop. It seemed her pleas fell on deaf ears as he unzipped her pants. His hand giving her a light spank above her crotch which caused her to jump back. Her butt grinding against his crotch even though she didn't mean to when she jumped back. His hand going over her core once again and she found herself opening her legs wider for him. A shaky breathe was released as his hand remained there and she squirmed, grinding her ass into his crotch as she squirmed.S-Stop, she plead with him not wanting to feel what she was feeling towards him at the moment.
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

As Eric felt the teen's core thru her jeans, he was surprised when she opened her legs wider. Just a moment ago she had gasped, and he knew from her dirty little letter that her mind was beginning to blossom with sexual yearnings. He groaned as Coraline's butt grinded against his groin as she jumped. His cock was rock hard no, something about hearing her plead for him to stop turning him on. Would he really do it? Right here in their biology room? So they both could remember what had happened whenever they had class there for the rest of the school year? You don't want me making that phone call, do you, Coraline? Eric slid his hand over her flowery blouse covering her stomach, then down her open jeans over her panties to feel her core. His fingers were firm but pressed only lightly. His other hand began to inch her jeans down, tugging them so her panties on her ass were exposed. His hand came down hard on her ass, thankfully he cupped it at the last second so the pain wasn't too bad, but the sound was startling. When his hand rested on her ass, Eric slipped his hand between her legs, feeling her pussy lips thru her panties, so that both of his hands were massaging her core. And you don't want 200 more of those do you? Say 'No, Mr. Duvant.'
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

Coraline shook her head no at his question, she didn't want hom to call home. When she felt his hand going down her stomache she froze fearing where he was going and she had an idea too. His hand went into her pants cupping her core causing her to breathe deeply. Her pussy getting a bit wet from the contact as she began to move her hips against his hips. When his hand came to her ass directly just her panties seperating her ass from his hand, she took in a sharp breathe. With both of his hands massaging her core she moaned a bit louder her hips moving against hos hands. S-Stop, she pleaded even though her mind didn't want it,her body was ready for the taking. She took deep breathes shaking her head another moan escaping before she said,N-No Mr. Duvant, she said breathlessly her pussy making her panties damp from her wettness.
Thread: Mount Mason High (Coraline & Iron and Wine)

Seeing Coraline's innate sexuality take over, her ass moving against his hips, her core bucking into his hands. Her teacher could feel the dampness thru Coraline's panties. We have 40 minutes till lunch is over, whispered Eric lasciviously into her ear. And you're going to follow my directions until that bell rings, Coraline. Here's my first direction Take down your panties and your jeans. You can leave your Doc Martens on, since those never go out of style. Eric had grabbed hold of her dark wavy ponytail as he spoke, easing his press against her hips to give her room to follow his direction. Pulling back lightly on her ponytail in one hand, Eric used his other hand to unzip his slacks, pulling his potent shaft out. Coraline little moans and pleading for him to stop made Eric rock hard, and all he could think about was fucking this 16 or 17 year old student senseless. He'd noticed her the first day biology class - she was a good student and pretty - but over the course of the semester he'd grown unite infatuated with her tight little body and cute-as-button face. Come on, drop those panties. You know you want your teacher's cock to get you really wet. He whispered with breathless yearning.
Thread: Flight of the Redhawks (Closed for Kaybee)

Lysander Ander Ironstar ran a rough hand through his short cut hair. He felt like he had been up for hours looking over the battlefeed from the last mission. One time when he was younger his first team leader had said that many burdens await those who join the ranks of command. The young Ironstar had not believed the man, only looked on with awe as he led their team through victorious missions and harrowing firefights. Now Ander was in charge of the Redhawks, a team of marines and specialists that were part of the United Space Command Marines. They were part of Taskforce Gemini, stationed in the Bahtu sector of space. The region was near the border of wildspace, far from Earth and with a smattering of colonies ranging from gigantic city worlds to common agri planets with a few farm encampments. The marine teams could be dispatched on a moment's notice to any planet within a day's travel on the A-72 Lightbolt shuttles but too many times they could only secure the area, look for survivors and then track and eliminate those responsible. It was a hard truth that they didn't teach in the academy and Ander was still getting used to it. The war had been different, then there was an enemy, a threat they could stop before they made it to the planet. Now Ander and the Redhawks chased ghosts and pirates. As he leaned back in the hard backed chair in the command theater he prepared to play the logs again. A small smile broke when he saw a familiar figure, with short brown hair and piercing blue eyes and he froze the frame for a moment before playing it on. He wondered how long he'd been awake and knew he should get some rest but as he watched the firefight play out he just relaxed there in the theater. ----------- Seph Yorig was once again playing holochess with the squad sniper Dantis. The rookie that he was Seph lost nearly every game to the dark skinned sniper but he never let it get him down. It was just something new that he would learn and master, the former thief thought as he grinned watching Dantis move his Bishop. There had been many new things Seph had learned in the military, drilling, firing, marching, tactical awareness the list went on. But to him he felt he had become the master of all and he smiled at the thought that what the courts had figured as a punishment would make him into force of nature once he was done with his four years in the marines.
Thread: Flight of the Redhawks (Closed for Kaybee)

Meylin narrowed her eyes as she examined the target paper, frowning at the cluster of scorch marks that marked her shots. Held delicately in her left hand was the standard issue service rifle she had received in basic training. Piece of... Rrgh! In a sudden fit of activity the recent recruit to the Redhawks hurled the gun across the firing range, sending it bouncing off the wall to clatter to the floor. In the dead silence that immediately followed she realized what she'd done and looked about nervously, breathing a sigh of relief as she realized the spacious room was as empty as it had been when she'd walked in there not twenty minutes ago. For a rookie, her aim with the weapon was far and beyond what it should have been but for Meylin the weapon was a step down from the aged carbine she'd grown up firing, the differences in weight and recoil turning all her practised motions to steady her aim and compensate for her recoil into a detriment to her accuracy. After another long moment of silence passed by Meylin sighed. Boots clanking on the deckplating, the young woman strode over to where her Rifle lay and picked it up, cradling it as she had been taught with a frown still on her face as she hefted the unnaturally light weapon experimentally. More moments passed in quiet contemplation before, with yet another resigned sigh, the rookie made her way back towards her booth. A few quick touches upon the screen next to her place and the target began to reset itself, sliding back towards the far end of the training range. With a grim expression, She raised the stock to her shoulder again and in the quiet of the range the familiar sound of firing started once more. ----------------------- Oh come on. The woman's voice cut across the sounds of combat coming from the speakers. Were you planning to spend another night watching battle data until you fall asleep at your desk? Selana smirked as she pushed off the doorframe. I mean- she motioned towards the screen -You've watched these enough that you've probably memorized them by now. What more is there to learn? She began to walk, stepping alongside the seated leader of the Redhawks and placing a hand on his shoulder. At the very least you could use your down time to actually have some down time. The rest of the team is off relaxing and you should join them.
Thread: Flight of the Redhawks (Closed for Kaybee)

Seph paused at the door to the firing range. He watched Meylin a little bit longer for the moment as she set up another target. He wasn't spying on her persay only curious to see what his squadmate would do with the new target. He didn't like angry teammates since he always felt anger in a mission was only good if the goal was getting someone killed. So he hung over at the door occasionally peering into the circular porthole while fiddlign with a blaze cigarette and wanting to light it up badly though he'd already been busted twice by the regs sergeant. ----------- Ander turned when he heard the voice and he gave a small nod when he noticed Selena. The captain gave her a small smile as he watched the brown haired girl stride forward into the room and rest a hand on his shoulder. His frustration immediately faded slightly and he looked into her blue eyes. Part of him wanted to stroke her fingers gently but instead he just opened and closed his eyes slowly. I know and at this rate I'm sure the lack of sleep from reviewing it is statistically going to cost me more than not watching them but it's just part of my mindset for so long now hah. He stood up and looked at her, his favorite amongst the Redhawks when he wasn't supposed to have one. There were military couples amongst the United Space Command but it was still a bit of a taboo that few jumped into. It was for that reason they generally kept their forays quiet or well at least as quiet as they could manage while enjoying themselves. Looking at her in her uniform Ander couldn't help but think back to how it had felt coming back from a mission and then grabbing a hold of Selena after they'd gotten squared away with their superiors. Word is we'll be heading for the Tuli sector in a day or so. Lot of pirate and slaver activity so I want to be ready.
Thread: Gratitude and Fate (Hareem × Tiberius)

OOC Content warning MMF, some voyeurism, shreds of magic that will play out as we see fit. If we start pushing it we should move to somewhere else but for now you're warned content could change on impulse. A deer in the headlights. Or so it was. A little deer, paralyzed with fear. The car's lights were bright, its speed was high, the scene wasn't hopeful. His began that night like any other, walking through the woods in search of a means to quench that ever-hunger. It wasn't something he could control, it was always something that controlled him - instinct, and instinct alone. The trees however seemed to be barren, and the bushes and weeds, grasses and fruit were all stripped away. The strange grains of sand in the heavenly firmament were visible - so too heaven's farthest clouds, milky and formless, and so too, that morning, a wave from the sun, right about at the zodiac. Timidity was something that pervaded his life, naturally - deer are deer, afterall. Overcoming that fear, on the other end, was equally part of that - and as the suns died and the moons aged, the deerling was growing into a fine buck, awarded his maturity by the guardian Moschi, a much more handsome buck than he. Today was not a good day though. The life around him was dying, growing barren. The lions - grew restless, hungry. Even their guardian Leona grew reckless and embittered. And today, a terrible, difficult, strange river of black rock carved through his woods, with dead caricatures of the things he knew strewn about. With new strength, he stomped his way through - and just like that, a strange glowing animal came in for the pounce.
Thread: Gratitude and Fate (Hareem × Tiberius)

Ren Thomas was rather late on his way home from school, having stayed behind to study at the library for the upcoming final exams. Unfortunately he had stayed so late that there were no longer buses running by the school, leaving him with a walk of a few miles to get home in the after-dusk darkness. The town was quite rural, so buildings were spread out and it wasn't uncommon for stretches of open fields or woodland in between the various buildings. Rather than take the long way around, Ren had decided to take a shortcut through the woods near the school, which would cut his journey time almost in half. Sure it was dark, but he was used to living in places like this, being alone in the dark woods didn't really get to him. Sure there were wild animals around but usually nothing particularly dangerous, at least not that he had ever seen anyway. Maybe the dangerous ones just stayed well away from the road because of the occasional traffic. Ren was walking just inside the tree line, following the road for this part of his walk home, knowing that up ahead there was a dirt path heading through the woods that would bring him out fairly close to home. He expected it to be a boring, uneventful walk...and up until now it had been, but all that was about to change. He heard the car before he saw it, the loud revving of the engine, the screeching of tires as it skidded around the sharp bends, some idiot driver not used to driving in the woods when it was dark but refusing to slow down all the same. Then, as the lights began to come into view, illuminating the area up ahead, Ren gasped at what he saw, the young deer standing in the road, mesmerised by the lights. No! Without even thinking Ren dropped his bag, dashing out into the road, the normally not very athletic boy finding the strength to dash faster than he had ever moved before, arms wrapping around the gentle, fortunately lightweight, animal and hauling it out of the way, lunging them both out of the path of the oncoming car just in time. He was rewarded with a loud beeping of the cars horn, the faint cry of something that sounded vaguely like 'country hick' before the car vanished into the distance, not even slowing down after the near miss. Still, Ren didn't particularly care about that, he just let go of the animal and smiled, reaching out to gently pet its head. There you go little one, all safe now. You stay off the road in future though alright? It's dangerous when idiots like that are around He gave the deer a slight grin, a wave, then turned to head back for his bag where he had dropped it on the other side of the road, scooping it up and dusting it down, before turning to continue his way back home.