[He honestly shouldn't have found this as amusing as he did. Every little trap he laid, she just seemed to walk into it without much thought. It almost made him want to drop his facade entirely and just go for the kill, but what would be the subtly in that. Especially when he wanted her to actually enjoy herself.
He offered her a smile as he leaned back into his chair again, another thoughtful expression crossing his face before he replied to her question.]
Helping grade some of the papers and occasionally you'd be called upon to answer questions that some of the students may have about an assignment. Of course, I'll make you have the proper preparation for such instances.
[She likely wouldn't catch the double meaning behind his words as he slowly got up and moved around to the front of his desk. Outstretching a hand toward her as he leaned back on the desk for support.]
*Miranda kept smiling at him with that innocent, naive smile; so of course she never caught on to that double meaning or any other intended meaning behind his deal.*
Of course! Thank you for being so magnanimous sir! *She stepped closer to him, gloved hand reaching out and touching his hand.
All she could think of was her future and how this was going to be so perfect, and how she was so lucky to have suck a kind Professor as he..*
[Such a lovely flower this one was, he can't help but pull her a bit closer as he grasp her hand. It was simply amazing how innocent she could be considering she was in her mid-twenties.]
You're quite welcome, Ms Lotte.
[Forgetting himself a moment, he brought a hand up to push a stray strand of hair out of her face. The move far more intimate that he would have likely intended.]
*There was a blink, her eyes going a little wider with the touch to her hair, one of his knuckles had brushed her cheekbone just slightly. Those same cheekbones now had just a hint of pink because of it--
-- and because he still had her hand with his other one.*
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Date: 2011-05-17 07:19 am (UTC)He offered her a smile as he leaned back into his chair again, another thoughtful expression crossing his face before he replied to her question.]
Helping grade some of the papers and occasionally you'd be called upon to answer questions that some of the students may have about an assignment. Of course, I'll make you have the proper preparation for such instances.
[She likely wouldn't catch the double meaning behind his words as he slowly got up and moved around to the front of his desk. Outstretching a hand toward her as he leaned back on the desk for support.]
Do we have a deal then, Ms. Lotte?
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Date: 2011-05-20 02:35 am (UTC)Of course! Thank you for being so magnanimous sir! *She stepped closer to him, gloved hand reaching out and touching his hand.
All she could think of was her future and how this was going to be so perfect, and how she was so lucky to have suck a kind Professor as he..*
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Date: 2011-06-22 07:49 am (UTC)You're quite welcome, Ms Lotte.
[Forgetting himself a moment, he brought a hand up to push a stray strand of hair out of her face. The move far more intimate that he would have likely intended.]
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Date: 2011-06-24 11:40 pm (UTC)-- and because he still had her hand with his other one.*
I-If..if you don't mind sir..I..m-my hand..