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Thread: The Life at College (Neveranium X Lunarey)

One by one, Josh watched and listened intently at his colleagues introduce themselves and gave few words that were virtually all the same - just a few interchanged phrases here and there. No one could blame them, really, as what more could anyone say? Soon enough, it was his turn to take the stage and he stepped up to the podium, clearing his voice just before he leaned into the mic with a soft smile. Good morning everyone, I'm Josh Landon, your soon to be biology professor. I mean, if ever you did take my class that is. he began, carrying a bit of a carefree tone to his manner of speaking, hoping that it will at least make the students feel at ease with him. It's my first day here as well so if you get lost, don't come to me because we might end up some place else. Unless you feel like being adventurous and want to discover an underground city or the forbidden library full of black magic. As he spoke he could already feel the eyes of the newcomers just looking at him with cringing faces. Off to a good start, he thought to himself as he composed for a moment. Yeap, I'm kinda a nerd. Anyway, this is dragging on far too long than it should have so study hard, play half as hard, then sleep so for the full circle. Eat your breakfast and all that. That could have gone worse, he thought as he went back to his seat. He could have pissed or shit himself in front of them, but that was the most positive thing he could garner from all that rambling.
Thread: The Life at College (Neveranium X Lunarey)

The man that slightly caught her attention is named Josh. Having the knowledge that he teaches biology, Luna thought that the chance he will be teaching her increases, though she was not really looking forward to it that much, as she gave a half smile. His speech is different than the other lecture, and he probably trying too hard to impress. Finally something fun to listen and watch. However, Luna was not all that impressed and chuckled a bit, rolled her eyes, shake her head, and have her attention back to her 4 inches screen. In about two hours the opening ceremony finally ends, and the students will be guided to their respective dorm. Luna got her room number and key, but she decide to continue explore the natural beauty of the college. She took photos of flowers, bugs, hallways, statue and many others. She looks around the bulletin board which nothing appear to be on her best interest. Luna arrive at a half empty cafe. She stops for a hot coffee vending machine. After inserting sufficient coins, she received her Expresso in a 200ml paper cup. She sat down at a nearby vacant table and chair and enjoy her hot drink slowly as she appreciate her resting time.
Thread: The Life at College (Neveranium X Lunarey)

Thankfully, the orientation didn't lasted long after his piece so he could at least sigh and mope by himself, not really taking the offer of the other professors' offer of hanging around the lounge. He needed some alone time. Walking off around the campus, he went to find spots where he could relax. Under a tree was too clich, along the halls wouldn't be too relaxing, in the faculty room would be the opposite, and the bathroom just sounds plain dumb so he went for the cafe. Some coffee in him would perhaps shake his nerves away, or make them worse. A vanilla latte was his choice for a drink, and an empty corner table his chosen seat. He looked out of the window as he sipped his drink, absentmindedly looking over the courtyard and wondering how he could possibly make himself approachable by the students outside once classes were in session. His mind floating so far that he didn't notice a student enter and sit just a few tables away from him. But even if he did, after that shameful display, he wouldn't even think about approaching her.
Thread: The Life at College (Neveranium X Lunarey)

As Luna enjoys the sip of her coffee, that interesting professor Josh was sitting nearby. Apart from the great scenery of the college, the professor was happen to be the next most interesting thing she discovered in the college.With just the side of her eyes, she observe the man from head to toe. She reminisce about his performance on stage earlier. He looks more good-looking when she looks at him the second time. Perhap she was not paying attention earlier or was not really interested. But she remember he was friendly. Luna stood up, still holding her half-filled coffee, and attempt to walk pass him. Her intention was to take a closer look at him. She was actually bored but at the same time have some interest in him. Suddenly, as she was a few feet from him, she tripped over the leg of a misplaced stool. She spills her coffee over his navy blazer and some hit his pants. Oh my god! Im terribly sorry professor, she apologizes as she quickly take our hand tissues from her handbag, and quickly tried to wipe the coffee of his clothe. She also had to wiped the thigh area of his pants as she had to kneel down. She had a very troubled look on her face.
Thread: Reunion (princess pesch & Vyrania)

Beyond the tinted windows of the hired car, the cityscape rushed by, bright lights and deep shadows creating stark contrast in the twilight. Jamie gazed at familiar sights from the backseat, ignoring the chatter going on up front. Mr. Clark always liked to chat with the driver, or really anyone they met along their journey. He was a business man and considered himself quite important. He made the pretense of being personable with the little people, but in truth, he just needed everyone to know how important he was. The man was an idiot. It would only be a matter of time before he got them both in trouble. But, he paid well. Jamie combed his fingers through his raven hair, a subconscious gesture meant to make sure his appearance was sound. They were getting close, which brought him back to attention... which meant he had to listen to Mr. Clark prattle on. At least the ride had been a reprieve it meant he didn't have to feign interest for a short time. Soon enough, they pulled up in front of the hotel. Mr. Clark gave the driver an unnecessarily large tip and then got out. Jamie followed suit, taking the time to adjust his sweatshirt and tight jeans while they waited for the valet.
Thread: Reunion (princess pesch & Vyrania)

He was getting too old for this. Abe thought with certainty that his life was settled that he would have little if any problems to face as the years wore on. But life was cruel, the recession caused a lot of turmoil. Working twenty-seven years at a company seems like a sturdy platform that he wouldn't fall victim to losing anything. It didn't mean shit. The door was practically slammed in his face, the platform under his feet fell and he was cast out. Well in their terms laid off. There had been some reluctant hope that it would be temporary, that when the company managed to get back on their feet they would rehire him - that's what they had promised. But as the months dragged on and his savings slowly became depleted that hope turned to bitterness and a fear of the unknown. He wasn't the type to just roll over and give up. Abe was still trying to be optimistic, it had only been three months since he had relocated and started his new life in the city. It was still a shock to start from the bottom, to live in a box, and eat frozen dinners. But he was sure that the resumes he was emailing out everyday would finally get him something promising. Until then, well he was stuck here with two jobs working over time and living off of generous tips. It could be worse he always tried to confide in himself but at present his mind had to really offer a worse scenario. Choppy grey eyes lacked enthusiasm as he tried his best to stifle a yawn. There was a strain he was fighting against, the will of sleep was demanding him to close his eyes. The after taste of coffee remaining, making him desire just another cup of hot java to feel it lift his spirits and give him the much needed alertness. He had to focus, so with some effort he straightened his jacket, fiddled with his collar and touched the buttons making sure he was impeccable. The second he heard the car roll up to the curb he felt a calm inwardly fall over him, reminding himself to be every bit courteous and quick - above all speed was essential to please. With a forced but well practiced smile Abraham was with in a moment's pace stepping towards the door and standing aside as he opened it for Mr. Clark. Hello Sir, he was new to the job other wise he might have recognized him and possibly refereed to him casually by name. Shall I prepare you a room, if you'll follow me... For a moment his voice trailed as he half turned to escort Mr. Clark and his guest, but as his eyes fell on the guest there was a jarring sense of De'ja vu. His jaw locked as a puzzled momentary frown twitched over his lips. His mind was racing to place the stranger's identity, but just as it felt like it was coming together Mr. Clark interrupted his thoughts replying that he wanted the usual room. Of course Sir, let me take your jacket - will there be anything else for your stay ? although he was asking his attention wasn't on Clark but rather the other male, as if rather addressing him while still trying to recollect what he thought he had almost knew a moment ago.
Thread: Reunion (princess pesch & Vyrania)

When Jamie saw the valet approaching, his blue eyes momentarily widened. He knew this man, and it didn't take him nearly as long to realize from where. After all, a decade didn't change a grown man's appearance as much as it did a child's. Still, Jamie did find himself double-checking, as it had been ten years and he wasn't entirely sure. This man did look older... Maybe he was mistaken. He hoped he was mistaken. A bottle of Brandy would be excellent! Mr. Clark was saying in his usual jovial, charismatic manner as they walked into the hotel. I have some important work to do, and brandy always makes that easier when working on one's own time, you know? Jamie did his best to keep his eyes away from the valet, to look straight ahead, to fall into the background as he normally did when with Mr. Clark or a similar client. He didn't want attention. What he was doing wasn't exactly legal, after all, and discretion was essential in his line of work, for himself and for his client.
Thread: Reunion (princess pesch & Vyrania)

When the older man approached him, Jamie's brain began spinning lies and tales to avoid what was most assuredly coming. He didn't want to be recognized. he didn't want to face anyone from his childhood, especially someone who had been kind to him, someone he had looked up to in lieu of having a respectable father. The idea that Mr. Abe might recognize him and deduce exactly what he was doing accompanying some stuffy old businessman into a hotel room was appalling. So, despite his having expected it, Jamie still felt a jolt in his body when it happened. The older man wasn't certain, and that made Jamie collect himself quickly and open his mouth. O-oh... N-no, sir, you must be mistaken. I-- Jamie! Mr. Clark called over, making Jamie visibly wince and bite his tongue to keep from swearing aloud. Have you eaten dinner? Should I order some food? Jamie swallowed. U-uh... N-no, Mr. Clark, I haven't eaten yet. Dinner would be nice. His stomach was twisting itself into knots, and when he accidentally glanced back at Abe, he had a deer-in-the-headlights look on his face. Such a polite young man, Mr. Clark was saying to the clerk behind the desk. An intern from the University, and quite talented! With my tutelage, he'll be making billions in no time! Yes, of course, Mr. Clark, said the clerk with her ever-enduring and quite practiced false smile. Here is a menu. She handed him said menu. Do let us know if you require anything else.
Thread: "Please, Teacher" (Pesch & Broken)

Uriha High is one of the best schools in the world, some of the smartest or gifted children attend here. An intense screening process dictates if your fit for this school. That goes for both students and teachers. Those that attend here are expected to follow the rules, and not do anything 'naughty'. Those that violate school finer are immediately forced to attend detention for the day. Which may involve 'physical' punishment depending on the severity of the violation. The school itself is massive. Two courtyards, a reatauraunt like cafeteria, a optional dorm situation on the side, a swimming pool that seems like a lake, a green house, teacher offices, a massive theater for drama plays, and many many school classrooms with a fully stocked staff. Was it mentioned that this was an all girls school? Every student here is a young aspiring female, no boys are normally allowed in their life's. The only males they see are their parents, and the occasional male teacher that runs one of the classrooms. It is a bit suspicious that every single female at this school is quite attractive, not one you could simply glance over, especially most of them have a rather similar 'asset' size. Most men who are teachers however are older men who are happily married. But then, there is the Sexual education teacher. Yami Morigati. He is the youngest teacher, and by some of the girls words, the most 'sexy'. Teacher there. It was a bit of an odd thing that an all girls school has a male teacher in sex Ed, but there have been no issues with it so far...as far as anyone knows. It was the start of a new year, and that meant new students, and new encounters. This was something Yami looked forward to. His first year last year was a bit rough, it was awkward for girls to learn in his classroom, but eventually they warmed to him. Some far more then others. Today he would have to start the process all over again. With brand new faces, but this time he had the experience. Yami however did look out of place, he may be in his twenties, but he looked like a teen. He was very tall and hard bright eyes that intimidated people. His build was quite well formed and lean, which was currently somewhat hiding under the teacher outfit he wore today which was a simple white dress shirt with black slacks. He wore a loose fitting black tie and had hung his black jacket on the chair. He wrote his name in large letters upon the dry erase board as the clock began to chime. It was time to meet the new students.
Thread: "Please, Teacher" (Pesch & Broken)

In truth Yami never organized lessons, he was somewhat of a go with the teaching flow style. He remembered a lot, and was quite the genius. So as one of his students entered with a bright eyed look and will to learn, his head slowly turned around, the light giving a shine to his glasses while he pushed them up he bridge of his nose. Ohaiyo, Miyuki-chan. His voice was smooth like velvet, and dark as red wine. Which was another reason why a lot of the students had a pertaining like to him. Even some of the female staff wish they were just a smidge younger. Not that it would stop them if they ever had the right opportunity. Yami turned the rest of his body to face the young girl, and gave a formal bow, however. Her attempts to use her body to garner more attention did not fall flat for her. He walked up to her slowly. His we focus hard to determine from the lights shining off of his glasses. Let's close that door, the draft always blows the papers about.. His arm reached around her, bringing them into close proximity where her face was mere inches away from his exposed neck, where she could smell the somewhat expensive cologn that he wore, it had a very rich gritty smell, perfect embodiment for this teacher. As he slide the door closed his arm pushed up against her, the two now touching ever so slightly. Now, no one would bat an eye at this, but Yami knew how to throw about signals that could be heavily read by hormonal students. It was quite easy to make them believe in intentions that were taken a bit far. Hmm? I don't believe I have seen you wear this before. His hands came down towards her chest, but softly grasped the blue bow that nestled just above the girls exposed cleavage. The heels of his hands rested against the girls plump breasts as his fingers stroked and examined the bow. Was it mentioned that the two were still awefully close? So much so that a shadow engulfed her by just his presence alone. And what made it either more uncomfortable or heart racing was that she knew his gaze was on her bow, but that also meant it was upon the exposed flesh she chose him to see. And even more to her unknowing, he had locked the door when he closed it.
Thread: Reputations Change (Lady2USEhumiliatedCUMtarget X Crusade)

When Sara Sweet's agent had contacted Stacks about the possibility of him hitting up her vacation spot in order to further both of their careers, the up and coming rapper was all ears. He'd seen the sexy blonde growing up and even though her image was so clean, he'd never even seen her curse on screen, it was hard to deny the fact that she was sexy as hell. All of the accommodations were made by Sara's agent, so it was essentially a free vacation for Stacks and all of his boys. They were staying in the largest of the bungalows at the resort and Sara's agent had been sending him texts throughout the day to let him know what was up. Him and his boys had been in his room smoking when a text came through telling Stacks that Sara was out by the pool, alone and that she'd even brought in a camera crew from one of the TMZ style news teams to document everything that went down. This woman pretty much wanted Stacks to fuck Sara. He'd been told that Sara had a thing for him, which blew his mind. The thought of the goody goody blonde he'd seen on Disney cartoons actually wanting a tattooed black guy was pretty hard to believe. He heeded her advice, telling his boys they were free to watch if they wanted and then he walked out of the bungalow. He wore only a pair of basketball shorts, his upper half nude to showcase his muscular build and assortment of tattoos. His dreads were tied back tightly and his eyes were quick to fixate on the sexy blonde in her bikini, apparently so caught up in what she was reading that she didn't even look up as he approached. Smirking to himself, Stacks reached out and grabbed hold of the book when he got close enough, pulling it from her grasp as he took a seat beside her in the closest lounge chair. What's good, Sara? he asked, slipping one of the earbuds from her ear so she could hear him. As soon as he tugged it from her ear, he could hear his music playing from it and he smiled, knowing what the agent had been telling him was true. She did want him and he had no problem obliging, not giving a fuck about her husband. He glanced down at the book that was at that point resting on his lap and he could tell from just browsing a few of the pages that it was a smut novel. You being a bad girl out here all by yourself? Shit, you could probably use some company, huh? he asked, wondering how difficult it would be to get Sara out of that bikini or if she was going to be intent on keeping that good girl image of hers and play hard to get. Regardless, Stacks knew well enough that he was going to be fucking her. At least you got good taste in music, he added, closing the book before tossing it aside.
Thread: Reputations Change (Lady2USEhumiliatedCUMtarget X Crusade)

It was clear from the moment he showed up beside her that what Sara's agent had told him was true. He could see it in the way she looked at him. Her eyes were constantly drifting up and down his body and there was a blush on her cheeks that didn't leave the entire time he was there. She definitely had a thing for him and it was pretty clear that it wouldn't take a horny woman like herself much to forget about where they were and the fact that she had a husband. Stacks was confident enough in his abilities that they were going to be giving those camera crews exactly what they wanted and then some. In the back of his mind, he wondered what they thought would come of the meeting. Probably some casual flirting and maybe a kiss or two, but he would have been shocked if they expected anything more than that. Her agent on the other hand, seemed to know Sara as well as alone and sounded quite convinced that Stacks would be able to have his way with the married starlet. Stacks's eyes continued to roam Sara's body. Already sunkissed from the beautiful weather, her breasts strained against her bikini top. He could see her nipples, longing to be freed or to be toyed with. He envisioned untying the top and letting it fall loose around her. He wanted to enjoy every inch of the perfection of her body, the same one her husband probably neglected. He licked his lips and grinned at her when he realized she most likely caught him staring. Just on a little vacation with my boys. Finished recording a new album and this is the celebration. Gonna be touring when the summer ends, he added, not he wasn't much for small talk. He knew what had to be done and he didn't want his boys who were watching everything to think he was going to fail in his attempts at seducing her. Enough about me, though. You looked lonely out here, so I figured I'd show you some love. I'm a big fan, he said, grinning again. He moved his chair closer to hers so he was practically looming over her as he sat sideways on his own. He brought his hand to her shoulder and then eased his fingers gently down her arm. Vacations are a good time to forgot about all your problems and just have a good time. You feel me? he asked, a direct reference to her husband who she clearly wasn't on very good terms with at the moment or else she wouldn't have wanted Stacks with her so badly. The same hand that had been drifting down her arm moved to her flat belly, its descent slow and purposeful. He stopped right at the waist of her bikini, one of his fingers coyly running along the length of it. He stopped there, ready to see if Sara was bluffing or she was up for continuing what Stacks had started.