Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

Mercy was in the middle of writing what was on the board when a note landed on her desk. She set her pen down and picked it up, unfolding it she read the contents and looked over at Jason with a puzzling expression. She hadn't looked much into Stefan kissing her hand, so Jason must have seen something different. Placing the note on the desk, she wrote back. He didn't really tell me anything, took my hand, kissed it, thanked me, and told me that his name was Stefan. Why? After she finished, she folded it up and had to toss it onto Jason's desk since she couldn't reach that far. The note itself barely made it, tilting off the side of his desk as if it were about to fall. She looked at it with mild annoyance, willing it to stay on the desk. The teacher wrote a question down on the board and asked the class who could answer it, a few raised up their hands, Mercy included and she was called on. When she started to state the answer, the teacher interrupted her, Come up and write it on the board. Mercy looked at the teacher and wondered if she had a vendetta against her, since so far she had done nothing wrong. Getting up, Mercy moved towards the board and picked up the chalk, then looked up at how high the answer was. Teacher, I cannot reach up enough to ans-, her reply was cut off with a little squeak as hands wrapped around her to lift her up. An arm scoped under her ass to hold her up as if she were sitting and the other secured itself under her breasts. Tilting her head back, the smile that graced her lips fell away as she looked up at the person who held her and saw Stefan's face. She had been so sure it would have been Jason. Turning back to the board, she quickly wrote her answer, feeling held captive in the strangers arms. Stefan turned around to face the class with her still in her arms and held her for a moment before he slid her down his body. She exited out of his arms quickly and backed away, but propriety would not let her remain silent. Thank you, Stefan. It was much appreciated. She moved to walk back to her seat and felt his eyes boring into her back, before she heard his footfalls taking him to his seat. When she sat down, she looked over at Jason and her lips pulled down into a frown, her violet eyes turned gray with hurt. When the teacher called on Mercy, Stefan had been prepared for anything, and got up as soon as she was called to the board. He lifted her and she was as light, his arm slid across her firm, but ample ass, and his other secured itself under the weight of her breasts where he felt her corset. He shuddered with a sick pleasure on the inside, making sure nothing showed the world of how much he enjoyed having her in his arms. He wanted to play with her as if she were his doll, his own personal marionette, and he wanted to pull her strings. When she finished, he turned around and looked straight at Jason, showing him the darkness and lust that was in his eyes as he let Mercy down his body. He had bowed when she thanked him and watched as she walked away before he moved on to his own seat. He had to make it there quick as his groin started to harden at having finally felt her body against him. He had followed her for some time, watching from afar, having first encountered her when she had been in Romania. Not that she would connect the person that he was now, to the one that he had been in Romania. When she disappeared, he had tortured and then killed the one person that could give him her location. Taking on a different last name, he had followed her back here to a different country. Like he had known since he first saw her, she would be his sweetest masterpiece. Finally, his cock hardened to the point where it was painful, and he just basked in the feel of it. Yet, he would deny any form of release until he had her delicate body breaking under him. The evidence of his arousal unseen to anyone.