Thread: Professor Dilemma {Niklaus Wirth & Enigma_x}

The moment the door opened the female caught her breath in her throat. Her gaze immediately found his, although, his was clearly preoccupied. A warm blush mirrored her cheeks as it had blossomed on his own, hed been checking out her figure. Thank you, Her voice was considerably softer than her usual tone. Her heart was already racing vividly in her chest, threatening to break the confines of her ribcage. The female strode in with a delicate gate, her hips swaying ever so slightly with her movement. His home was beautiful, and she was even more shocked when she approached the large dining table, already prepared for dinner. The succulent scent that filled the air around her was promising. As he held out a chair for her, the female offered a warm smile before setting down her purse on the table gently as she took the seat. Ava leaned back in the chair as one leg daintily crossed over the other, exposing a hint of her thighs as the material of her dress drew slightly upward from her movements. Please. Her thick, dark lashes swept up as she gazed toward him, noticing the label on the bottle. From what she could see, it looked old. Her gaze soon swept over his form, taking in every inch of his body. He looked amazing. Sleek and as well dressed as always. It seemed as though she didnt seem too overdressed, not compared with him. They almost looked like a couple, shudder the thought. After what shed been through, how could she even be considering that? He was just so Well, handsome, intelligent, clearly in shape. Not to mention the way theyd been growing as friends during the weeks. Nevertheless, the female reprimanded herself for thinking of him in such a way, what would he think of her? She was abused by one professor and falling for another. So, what have you prepared for the best meal of my life? The female couldnt help but slide her chair back slightly. She still didnt match his height in heels, but it was better than flats. The female delicately scooped up her wine and made her way into the kitchen, a devilish smirk crossing over her lips as she clearly refused to be sat and served. As the female approached the oven, she bent at the hip to gaze down toward the meal. What she didnt realise was how far shed dipped with such ease. The hem of her dress rose toward her upper thighs. Not only did her position give away her flexibility but her toned, supple legs. It seems amazing, She commented softly before rising, gazing back toward her professor. You have a rather lovely home. It didnt take her long to smell and sip the wine, amazed at the full bodied, rich taste. Very nice wine too, It was almost as if she was playfully grading him. The woman brushed passed his form, her shoulder breezing against his chest as she inspected his home how could she not, she was curious about who he was in his personal life. Just what I expected, neat, organised.. Her gaze spun back around toward him as she took several steps closer to him. Im guessing the wine wasnt cheap, Slowly, she bit down on her lower lip, If Id have known you were pulling out all the stops, I wouldve brought flowers. Or Well, whatever you bring a man when he cooks you dinner. Id say lingerie but, A warm blush rose to her cheeks as she chuckled softly.