Thread: You Again? (rpfiend_123 & AnnaBeth Belle)

Seeing the bright red girl pass by him and shoot for the bathroom door gave him some semblance of immediate relieve that she wasn't dying. He watched her go to the bathroom and search for something, raising and eyebrow when she said thank goodness to no-one inparticular. He didn't really get the gist of what was going on until she returned with a bottle of aloe and he put two-and-two together. She was obviously already burned from the sun today and his face showed pity immediately. He inhaled sharply, as if he was the one hurting, causing a hiss through his teeth as he surveyed her tender skin from a distance. It wasn't until she apologized to him that he even remembered he was only in a towel. Obviously it had made her uncomfortable. He glanced down at his body, for a moment worried that he hadn't closed his towel well enough and his member was hanging out in the open air. Now, that would have been an unmistakeable breach, he though. Sure he can stand there in a towel and be fine, or even discuss underwear.. But flashing his daughter's best friend in his bedroom? He'd be in cuffs and in a cop car before noon. He was relieved to find that was not the case and brought a second hand to clutch the towel and support the one that was already gripping the white cotton fabric, knuckles turning white from tightening. Sh.. sure. he said in her response to her needing help, trying his best to play it off like seeing him in his state of undress wasn't a big deal. I'll be right over. Shutting the door immediately after she left his room, he sighed, Not a big deal. Not a big deal at all. He said quietly, yet outloud, to no one inparticular. He walked over to his dresser, dropping his towel, turning his head quickly to double check that he'd actually closed the door all the way before stepping into some red boxer briefs. He put on some nice fitting jeans and a black polo, checking himself in the mirror quickly before hurrying across the home Samantha's room. He knocked on the door a couple times as he opened it, even though it was already slightly ajar, Hey there, kiddo. He said with a frown, seeing her sunburn again from behind and wincing in empathetic pain. He walked up behind her, grabbing the aloe from her hand and squirting it into his hands, rubbing them together before gently touching her shoulders. He began rubbing it in without even waiting for her to ask. Of course he'd help her - he considered this more like giving medical attention than actually any sort of sensual touching. Y' know, that's not too bad.. he said after seeing it up close You'll be fine in no time.. We'll just do this every day and night and you'll just need to stay out of the sun for a while.. I forgot how easily you burn. He chuckled He applied some gently to her upper shoulders, then as low as her sleeveless blouse would allow, before he turned his hands inward to get inside her sleeve-holes just a bit. His fingertips brushed the edge of something stretchy and thin, and he knew it was her bra strap. He stopped there and stepped back. There. He said with a smile. Is there anywhere else I need to get? The backs of your legs or anything? It wasn't until then that he realized her upper shoulders were the most benign of all the areas that he could have gotten, and she may need more.. He stood up straight, looking down at her, and once again, he felt himself on the edge of a test. Needing some sort of justification for how he was acting around her. Why was he so worried about Brooke in particular? Was it that he felt some sort of additional connection to her? Something more than the care he felt for his students? And something different than what you'd feel for a daughter? He cleared his throat a bit, and waited. 'No..' he thought 'That can't be.. Well.. she is absolutely gorgeous.. You've always thought that.. and she is the sweetest young girl you've ever met.. and you two get along swimmingly.. and she always dresses so..' He stopped his internal dialogue there. It only took a matter of moments for him to process all of that, and he quickly returned to reality, only to have his eyes gaze over her glistening, reddish skin. 'Even so..' he continued 'I'm just rubbing aloe on her. So what if I enjoy it? Not a huge deal.' For the first time ever, he felt himself being ok with something that may not be 100 above board. He waited, hands still covered in blue aloe vera gel, almost eager to put more of it on. A small smile crept to the edge of his mouth.