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Thread: The Prize... (P) [Ladydark/Sailingsam]

She let out a soft moan as he touched her. Why was he touching her like this, and why did it feel so damn good. Her nipples quickly popped erect as she looked at him. Ah gah tha fug eff ugh. She looked at him helplessly.
Thread: The Prize... (P) [Ladydark/Sailingsam]

He trails his hands up her stomach slowly, soon coming to her chest Don't think so my dear... He cups her breast and lightly pinches her nipple. You belong here now, with me... Soon you'll accept that... He continues to fondle her breast.
Thread: The Prize... (P) [Ladydark/Sailingsam]

She finally could work her mouth correctly as she scowled at him. I don't belong anywhere fuck face. I'm sure as hell not going to accept that. She spat at him
Thread: The Prize... (P) [Ladydark/Sailingsam]

He moved his head to avoid being spat at and just grins at her. You belong to me... And when I'm done with you, you'll believe it as well... He picks up another vial and fills a needle, the liquid a milky pink this time. You know that dogs and cats go into a heat cycle... Don't you Cindy... He removes the air from the needle Well humans can too... We just don't react to it like animals... He cleans her stomach and empties the needle's contents into her yet again. Well now you will... That drug will send you into a hyperaroused state... Let's see how long you last...
Thread: The Prize... (P) [Ladydark/Sailingsam]

Never. She hissed at him as she clenched her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut as she flinched. She continued to glare at him, and then slowly, over around five minutes her face began to flush, next her breathing became deeper, added in with the injection to increase her libido, she squirmed restlessly as her tits became erect and her pussy began to drip. She moaned softly as her eyes clouded with lust and need.
Thread: The Prize... (P) [Ladydark/Sailingsam]

He chuckles softly as he watches her, then picks up another item he had brought over, a vibrator. Let's see how long that fight of yours will last now... He turns the toy onto low and lightly trails it over her breasts, holding it to her nipples for a few seconds before pulling it away.
Thread: The Prize... (P) [Ladydark/Sailingsam]

She shook her head violently as she shook her head in fear. She wouldn't be able to bear it. Please no. She tried to plead with him. She almost screamed when he touched her tits just barely. She wouldn't be able to last too long.
Thread: The Prize... (P) [Ladydark/Sailingsam]

He just looks at her Sorry... Can't hear you... He turns it up to medium and taps it to each nipple a few times, then trails it down her belly again, holding it over her navel. You're already dripping... Are you feeling that good my dear...
Thread: A Different Kind of Teacher (CLOSED)

Hitsuki Takeda It was a dark September evening. And while it appeared to be a rather normal night over the skies of Santa Fe, New Mexico, things were about to quickly change. Whether it would be for better or worse ... well ... only time would end up revealing that fact. Above the clouds and inside a flying, smaller version of a UFO - something akin to a pod of sorts - was a twenty-four year old male struggling to regain control of his vehicle. Tch, what now? He murmured, sighing as his hands moved from button to button, trying desperately to keep his craft from crashing. While it was true that Earth had been his destination, that didn't mean he had wanted to land like this of all things. His teeth gripped his lower lip in annoyance as he jerked back on a handle. Come the hell on! He hissed, panting slightly as he finally got the vehicle under control. But by the time his blue eyes looked outside, they widened in horror. In the midst of keeping himself from impacting the ground - or worse, water - he had fallen so close. The clouds and even night sky no longer concealed his vehicle. Lovely. The Federation will have your head for this ... wait ... Maybe no one had seen him or his pod yet? It was a wishful thought, yes. But he had to at least try to keep his preferred method of transportation hidden away from the civilians. It'd be bad if this got found out about, albeit 'bad' was a generous term. After pressing a few more buttons, a circle window which seemed to be one of the 'doors' to his vehicle opened up. He got up to his feet but not before murmuring a new command. Go back into the skies and keep yourself hidden until I ask for you again. This is an order. No sooner than he jumped and landed on the grass did the UFO comply, seeming to be able to follow voice commands. A sigh of relief passed the man's lips as he brushed himself off. Save for the clearly not-so-human vehicle he rode in, Hitsuki was otherwise mostly human. To be more precise, he was half but that didn't matter. No one needed to know that. He would get to his main assignment in the morning. Right now, his stomach hinted what he should truly focus on getting a meal. It hadn't dawned on him until he thought about it but it had been quite a while since he'd eaten. A new sigh, now one of annoyance at himself, left. Ugh. Lovely mess you got yourself into ... He murmured. After glancing around one more time, Hitsuki realized at least one thing standing still would get him nowhere. Besides, maybe he could find someone who knew the area better than himself. Yes. That would suffice. No, it had to .. lest his stomach continue to pester and bother him.
Thread: A Different Kind of Teacher (CLOSED)

RE A Different Kind of Teacher Yuna Ironic's 1x1 Lilly Simpson Lilly stared at the man with large eyes, her hands gripping at the sides of her desk out of her nervousness. She noticed his aggravated and un-amused facial expression due to the snickering group behind her. He picked up a piece of chalk and hurled it at the cluster of kids, ducking her head so it doesn't get a chance to hit her. What in the hell is wrong with him?! There's better ways of fixing something than hurling chalk! She screamed to herself, shaking in her seat. As he spoke of Japan, she noticed his facial structure, resembling of someone from the Japanese culture. Her brow raised as he knew of this knowledge already, but she later thought that he had to of studied or been there before, now arriving to the U.S to see what he can get his hands on now. He wrote on the chalk board in adequate English and his penmanship was very nice also. Hitsuki Takeda... she mumbled under her breath, remembering it deep in her mind for later on. She read the rules carefully and understood them perfectly. Heck, they weren't hard rules to follow anyhow. She couldn't help but chuckle at his attitude, thinking it was a big change from the old teacher they used to have. He stepped out of the room, his footsteps clonking on the tiled floor as the classroom stayed silent, afraid of his next actions, as was she. The door closed behind him, and still not a single peep from the class. Wow, he has something to him, this class never stays quiet for anyone. She thought some more to herself in the quiet room, something she rarely does due to the obnoxious immature students keeping her mind from thinking. After class, I'm going to have a talk with him about what I seen. I just can't keep it a secret anymore. She closed up her last thoughts, hearing the door crack open again to see Mr. Takeda holding a stack of copies for the entire class.
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RE A Different Kind of Teacher Yuna Ironic's 1x1 Hitsuki Takeda Although there was a wide selection of books, there was a particular novel that seemed to remind him best of the first impressions of these students. And while that was a part of the equation, Hitsuki figured this would be overall appropriate. The main protagonist was the same age, or close to, as these seniors. And like many of them, he apparently had a rebellious streak about him. More than that, however, a lot could be done just from the author alone. Apparently this had been banned for so long it easily gave him an idea on an assignment he could give these teenagers in the future. Not now, though. He wasn't that strict despite his demeanor. All the while, he had remained silent and not just because it was standard procedure to be that way in a library. It was relatively close to his classroom and thus he was trying to listen for if they had heeded his instructions or not. A content smile crossed his face when the answer seemed to be yes. Even among his other kin and comrades, they had always said he had an intriguing sense of charisma about it. It was one of his best traits as it did seem to help him in many ways, including giving him a massive amount of respect. It could be from someone he'd known for a while or, like now, someone he had just met. Indeed, he did come back into the classroom. However, as talented and smart as he was, Hitsuki knew it wasn't easy to just carry back sixteen copies of Catcher in the Rye. So, he had placed them all neatly in a bag, having vowed to the librarian to return it when he finished up with his class. Setting the sack down, he began making three stacks, each with five copies of the novel he'd chosen. I'm glad to hear you all can calm down. Now then, everyone come up and take a copy. After that, start reading up to chapter five. I will give you all a set of worksheets that will have questions in regards to each chapter for homework. This is due in two days. I'd say three but the chapters are relatively short. Two should suffice. Consider this a head start for those who desire it. It was also a way for him to make up to the students. He did want to make an impression, yes. But tossing chalk, admittedly, probably wasn't the smartest way to go about it. So he'd give them all a chance while working on keeping to a much more calm attitude. He didn't usually lose his cool. But the snickering really had been unnecessary and Hitsuki felt it proper to point this out. All the same, he realized another thing. The worksheets he had hinted about needed to be created. So while everyone came up and - hopefully - obeyed with the new set of instructions, Hitsuki sat in his seat, pulled out some blank pieces of paper, and began to read. As he did so, he noted facts about the book which would seem important while testing how well the students paid attention to the book and began to create questions around these facts.
Thread: A Different Kind of Teacher (CLOSED)

RE A Different Kind of Teacher Yuna Ironic's 1x1 Lilly Simpson Lilly wasn't worried about the homework assignment that Mr. Takeda gave out, because she relatively enjoyed reading, no matter the genre or even if the teacher required to be done. She got up from her seat and stood in the line that lead to his desk, the students taking a copy for themselves. It was Lilly's turn, and she couldn't help but have her palms sweat from the nervousness of being semi close to him. She took her copy as she peered at him, looking into his eyes as he looked back for a quick second before his sight dashed to someone else. He's totally oblivious to me, so that means he didn't see me last night. she sighed at her relief, but the relief would only stay for a short time until the bell rung. She dreaded the moment, but she knew she had to bring it to his attention. Seating back into her seat, she opened the book that read Catcher in the Rye on the front, and started to read in order to get a head start. She was a fairly fast reader, and she knew that this wouldn't take much effort on her part. Before she knew it, she was halfway through chapter one. The book was interesting so far, already fitting the atmosphere of her classroom, but it wasn't her favorite piece of literature. Her train in thought was swaying in different directions on the book and on Mr. Takeda. She yearned to know why he was here, and how did he even get into a job so quickly? Did he hypnotize the Principle and make him give Mr. Takeda the job? She took a glance at him, seeing that he was too reading the book and writing down some stuff periodically. Well, he sure does seem dedicated so far to this new 'job' of his. She thought, her eyes still glancing at him. The bell rang and it startled her, making her jump in her seat. She looked behind her to see her classmates grabbing their book bags and heading out of the classroom with their new book in their hands. Lilly followed close behind, but instead of out the door, she walked to his desk, looking down at his oak desk and avoiding eye contact. Mr T-Takeda, do you have a m-moment...? She stuttered, her hairline already producing sweat and her hands trembled, worried on how this conversation with him will go.
Thread: A Different Kind of Teacher (CLOSED)

RE A Different Kind of Teacher Yuna Ironic's 1x1 Hitsuki Takeda Every now and again, Hitsuki glanced up from the book. A quick look upon the students' faces showed a mix of emotions. Some seemed to like what he chose, some were neutral, and others clearly disliked it. He gave a slight shrug. Honestly, literature was one of those 'hit-or-miss' classes. Some people would like the books and others not so much. But regardless of whether they approved or not, it had to be done. Wouldn't it have been worse if he refused to pick anything out and seem irresponsible? It seemed to be the case from all the information the Federation had given them. Regardless, he'd noted one thing so far teenagers at this age seemed incredibly eager to gain what they believed to be complete freedom. It was definitely intriguing and he'd have to look further into it. In fact, that had been partly another reason he chose Catcher in the Rye, the protagonist more or less 'gave' him the same desire these teenagers seemed to want so badly to himself. His thoughts were halted as one of the females spoke up. The sky blue eyes were no doubt the first thing he noticed. Just as he had a sense of charisma about himself, those orbs had ... he wasn't sure how to word it. But there was something about them that forbid him from even trying to disregard her. Charm maybe? Possibly. His head shook slightly as he set the pen down upon the paper before nodding. I do, yes. Is it something regarding the book, Miss? He inquired. It made sense and he couldn't think of any other reason. Yet, there was that nagging sensation again. He'd been seen, hadn't he? The thought infuriated him slightly. Hitsuki had sworn he'd been more than careful enough. And to know the possibility of having been spotted .. ugh. It wasn't what he wanted to hear. But if that was indeed the case, he began trying to mentally prepare himself for such a reply. This could be worked out and negotiated, somehow. But above all else, he really wanted it to be on the subject of the novel, not himself.
Thread: A Different Kind of Teacher (CLOSED)

RE A Different Kind of Teacher Yuna Ironic's 1x1 Lilly Simpson With shaking hands, Lilly twiddled her thumbs together, quickly lifting her head to peer around her to see if any students were left in the classroom. She seen that it was just her and Mr. Takeda in the classroom. She walked over to the door and closed it, making sure their voices do not echo throughout the hallway. She walked back to him, locking her eyes onto his, mustering up her courage. I seen something last night... She started to hesitate on proceeding to finish her words, but she had to say it or it would eat her up from the inside of not knowing. What I seen was a prob landing in the forest... and the creature looked just like you... But I am baffled because, well, why are you so human-like? Her words seemed to trail off, but she knew it struck home with him once his eyes widened, baffled by what she said. She froze, staring back at him with the same blank expression written upon her face. She did not know how to even think about reacting to what he would say next. Would he agree? Would he lie? Would he just ignore her question? She had the slightest idea to what would happen, but regardless, she knew this was going to be a life changing moment for her, and even for Mr. Tadekda.
Thread: A Different Kind of Teacher (CLOSED)

RE A Different Kind of Teacher Yuna Ironic's 1x1 Hitsuki Takeda Hitsuki's eyes stayed mostly down towards the worksheet he was in the midst of creating, using his ears to pay attention to the student. The pauses made his writing slow down as he easily noted something was definitely bothering her. And as she began to explain herself, the pen fell out of his hand and dropped right on top of the paper. For a bit, he was convincing himself he was hearing things. This wasn't happening. He hadn't been that careless, had he? But then ... she confirmed that had indeed been the case and confessed she had seen him. So that feeling about having been ... grrr .... To say he was infuriated was an understatement. It was all at himself but still. How had he been so reckless? Damnit all. This would cost him, he knew. And yet, there were some advantages to this. Rather than dwelling on them for too long, he moved a few raven strands away before finally making eye contact with her, albeit not before a soft sigh passed his lips. You saw right then. He admitted. Even if Hitsuki tried to trick this girl, something hinted to him it wouldn't work. Maybe on another female, yes. This one? No. Now for the advantages. That being said, do you intend to tell the others? With all due respect, I don't intend to stop my assignment just because you found me out. And I doubt many of your classmates believe in aliens. As to how I'm looking like a human it would be because I'm half-human myself. There is such a thing. He quickly added, knowing how ludicrous it would probably sound. If she had expected a more violent, verbal reaction then Lilly would find herself drastically mistaken. While there were some types of men who resorted to such behavior, Hitsuki wasn't one. Well, not with others. Himself, maybe, but that was the worst. But he could never bring that among others, not unless it was absolutely necessary. And even then, it'd only be raising his voice, nothing physical. So, he finally asked. May I inquire what exactly you intend to do now?
Thread: A Different Kind of Teacher (CLOSED)

RE A Different Kind of Teacher Yuna Ironic's 1x1 Lilly Simpson Listening carefully to his words, she nodded, peering into his eyes as he answered the questions she had, but she did have plenty more questions to ask of him. Feeling more calm, she grabbed a chair and sat in front of his desk, folding her hands on her lap as she pondered on what to say next. No, I am not going to tell anyone else, why would I do that? I have no idea why you're here and what you plan on doing. And you said assignment, right? What is this assignment? The cliche world domination? Access to our power resources for your own kinds benefit? She crossed her legs, moving her ankle in circular motions. I don't intend to do anything... I just honestly want to know why this is happening... It's all too sci-fi to be real. Are there any hidden camera's in here? She peered around behind her, looking to see if there was any type of recording device in the room, and seeing none, she shook her head and laughed at herself nervously. I still can't believe this. She looked at the ceiling to think of something she could take advantage of against him. An idea popped into her mind, clicking like a bright light bulb on top of her head. Okay, I'll make a deal with you. She mused herself, crossing her arms as well as if she held the power here. Allow me to hang around you, see what you're doing and what not, and I will be your little guide around this location, and I won't tell anyone about this. After all, I am sure I can find a way to make it believable. A sly smile smeared on her face.
Thread: A Different Kind of Teacher (CLOSED)

RE A Different Kind of Teacher Yuna Ironic's 1x1 Hitsuki Takeda Because some would have panicked and believed this to be the best course of action. He replied with almost no hesitation. It was becoming clear though that she didn't seem to fit the stereotype of any human he'd heard about. This female was taking the news much better than Hitsuki had expected. And as she continued to talk, there were hints given on the sort of things that many seemed to believe in. A sly smirk crossed his face upon hearing the thought of world domination. It remained as she finished talking. Only when he was certain that the young teenager was finished did he allow his chuckle to echo in the classroom. World domination? Is that what you truly think? Moreover, do I look like I'm prepared for that sort of task? I would have thought the answer is clear as day. There is a reason I'm teaching, you know. And that goes along with my task. I'm to learn more about humans. I must say, however, you're giving me quite the start to go off of. Why this is happening? Simple. I was asked by the Galaxy Federation to do this. My half-human heritage makes it easy to blend in, observe, and take my own notes. His head quickly shook as the question about cameras was brought up. I admit it probably would help me cover more ground if I had a camera in every other classroom. But no, there aren't any. His hand wrapped around the pen, grasping it once again. For a few moments, it had almost sounded like the talk was over. But an offer was soon laid upon the table as it were. A fast thinker for sure ... He mused, still holding onto the writing tool while hearing her idea out. Normally, he'd try to ignore such offers. But at this moment, the girl was being dead honest with him for one. Two, if she really wasn't going to go to any friends she had here and inform them of his real identity then perhaps it could work out. A light click was heard as the tip retracted, allowing for Hitsuki to lightly tap the closed pen against the paper without making any unnecessary messes. I will accept under one condition. If you feel confident this won't interfere with your studies, in mine or the other classes, fine. We have a deal. Otherwise, no. I'm here to teach, not ruin students. However, if you are certain you can handle this... He grabbed a blank sheet of paper and began writing down on it. I used an inn last night. I have made arrangements to permanently live here though and am going to move in when the day ends. So you can help me transfer everything, see and know exactly where I am, and even view what I brought with me in terms of possessions if that will help calm your nerves. Sound fair? As he handed the new piece of paper over to Lilly, she would recognize the address. It was right across from her own house. It was as if fate or some deity were bringing them more and more close together. You have my name. So, might I have that much back, Miss? He inquired, nodding back toward the blackboard in case she'd forgotten that he had included his full name there.