Thread: Incompetence is key (Siren13 x Alan23)

Dean feels Sianna melt into him, feels the heat of her body, her softness pressing into him, the scent of her perfume threatening to overwhelm his senses. He is as horny as he's ever been in his life, wanting only to take her, rip off those constricting clothes, take her bent over her own desk, make her his. Dominate her, yet also cherish and protect her. And yet, somehow, he knows this is a test. Sure, he could have her, here and now. Any male could. She is too weak and clumsy to defend herself at the best of times, and right now she's too needy and vulnerable even to try to resist. There is a strange dichotomy in her behavior. Part of her is wanton, horny, like a succubus, pushing against him, writhing, dry-fucking him as if there is no tomorrow. Yet her face will not look up into his, her eyes are closed, and still streaked with tears, her blush is still bright red. He guesses instinctively how difficult it must be for her. How impossible it must be to play the self-confident, sexual goddess she so desperately wants to be, when she's just been totally humiliated by a girl so much younger than herself, in front of her man. How her one throw of the dice, her one attempt to stand on her rights as an adult and receive the respect she deserves has been ignominiously crushed. Right now, he knows, she'd love the earth to open up and swallow her into oblivion. Her body could be his, right now, and how he wants it. oh, how he wants it. Her soul? That, he wants to give back to her, whole! Hey, shhhh. Shhh, lovely one, he whispers in her ear, running his fingers gently over her still trembling lips. It's OK, my love. It's OK you're not very good at standing up for yourself. Those girls only bully you because they're jealous of how pretty you are. It doesn't matter. I think you're beautiful, anyway. It doesn't matter, when there's a guy who loves you just the way you are. And there is a rattle at the door. Miss Kurayami? Miss Kurayami? comes the strident voice of Miss Fleisch, the phys ed teacher. Are you in there? What's wrong with this door? You're needed to do supervisory duty through break. What's going on? Dean winks, and touches his fingers to his lips. He goes over to the door and, leaving it locked, begins to shake it frantically. Hey, we're saved, Miss Kurayami, he says, in a loud voice, feigning relief. Is that you, Miss Fleisch? Someone slammed the door shut when they left, and it's fuck - er, it damaged the lock somehow, and the door's jammed. I dunno where the key is. Me and Miss Kurayami are stuck in here. We been trying to get out since break started. He rattles the door some more, while making motions to Sianna to dry her eyes, fix her clothes and generally make herself presentable. You're gonna have to go to the office and get the master key, or something, or - hey! Hang on. Stand back. I'm sort of wiggling the lock, I think I might be able to get it free! Swiftly he unlocks the door, slips the key into his pocket, rattles the door some more. Yeah, I think it's coming. Yeah. YAY! After a few more rattles, he flings the door opens and cannons out, as if momentum has carried him there, falling neatly into Miss Fleisch's arms. Great. Hey you must have brought us luck, Miss Fleisch. He looks back at Sianna, expecting to see a look of gratitude, and hoping the fact that she's still blushing won't give anything away. He sees with relief that she's managed to dry her tears and wipe away her smudged make up. Yet, instead of the gratitude he expects - there is a look on her face that he recognizes - one of extreme jealousy!