Thread: Be My Lolita (Kratos and Mim)

He was clearly new to this whole illicit affair thing. How sweet. Seth mentioned that they weren't actually talking about her essay and she nearly rolled her eyes. Of course he hadn't asked her to stay behind for her essay. Even as he whispered about this being wrong she could hear his will fading. Nora kept talking, however, if nothing else to keep Seth from talking himself out of it. She suggested meeting and asked about his band, keeping her tone light and conversational. He mentioned talking with the others in his band about the offered gig and she brightened visibly at the acceptance of her second present. With any luck he would accept her invitation to a second date as well she hated it when she gave and gave and the object of her affection was ungrateful. Then he shushed her. Not only did he shush her but he put a finger to her lips. On the one hand, his finger against her lips was soft and tempting...but more than that it angered her. There was a dangerous flash behind her eyes before Nora managed to remind herself that Seth didn't know all the rules yet he'd barely begun to play the game. With a deep breath she calmed herself and smiled when he mentioned reviewing her essay again. So he'd watched it more than once. Careful, she murmured with his finger still to her lips. Unlike my essay, I bite. She caught Seth's fingertip gently between her front teeth. She shivered a little when he said her name and though she released his finger she wrapped her lips around it as he pulled it away, the tip of her tongue flicking at the very tip of his finger as he removed it. It took all she had not to agree that he shouldn't have done that watching him figure her out was part of the fun, and he would get a relatively light punishment for it. He asked when and where to meet, mentioning that they would have to meet outside of school because the faculty was starting to talk. She scoffed she knew they weren't, but it would be a halfway-decent excuse. It's a shame when a student can't innocently come to her teacher for help, she mentioned lightly. How does the Greenleaf sound? Noon? I figure we can have lunch while we're at it. The Greenleaf was in a busy part of the next town over there was less chance of being spotted together there. Nora smiled and stood. Feel free to review my essay as many times as you need, Mr. M. I think maybe the conclusion could use a little work. Or I could just redo the whole thing, if that's what you'd like. At the door she bent over, spraddle-legged, not even trying to be discreet as she retrieved her bag. She looked over her shoulder and raised an eyebrow which may have been taken as a warning when he mentioned it aloud. I wouldn't call an essay a present , Mr. Marintine, she cautioned, but I do try extra hard for classes I enjoy. See you tomorrow then. Lunch. She winked before leaving to go eat her own lunch, leaving only the smell of vanilla and lavender as a reminder that she'd been in the office. Nora showed up at the Greenleaf the following day promptly at noon, not in her usual skirt but in jeans so tight they looked to be painted on and a keyhole sweater. She'd teased Seth plenty with her ass, but there were only so many times she could lose buttons on her shirts. This would give him a decent view, promising him more if he played right and played nicely. The cafe was comfortable, with both rustic wooden tables and mismatched couches to choose from. Nora ordered herself a rich hot chocolate and spread out on one of the more comfortable couches which was attended by a low coffee table. She spread out her books and notebooks to look as though she really did intend to talk about her essay, though of course they would talk about anything but. When Seth arrived she smiled brightly and waved him over, patting the seat invitingly next to her.