[ he sits back and swallows it down, a finger rising to swipe at the dribble rolling down the side of his mouth. ] Mm... [ he leans around the stack of books and then quickly slips out from under the table once he's confirmed the coast is clear. returning to his chair he scoots it closer to ratio, reaching to comb his fingers through his hair. ] And you love it. [ he replies in sing-song. ] Like you love me. [ he seems to incredibly pleased with himself. ] Do you want a hand grading these papers? the faster you finish the faster you can take care of ~me. [ he's still got a tent in his pants. ]
[ He's still dazed as Aventurine sits next to him, glancing down at the rest of his papers with a groan. ] As much as I don't doubt your intelligence, this may be too much for you.
...and it is the opposite of foreplay. [ He brushes the rest of the papers over into a pile to clear space on his desk. ] I'll grade you instead.
I can mark them up~! Just tell me what's right, wrong, and their grade, and I'll take care of all the scribble scra... bble... [ smiiiirks. ] Grade me, huh, ...well go on, professor, and mark me up. [ he sets a hand on the table to push the papers and pens aside, so they don't make a 'mess' of them. he hops up onto the table afterward and spreads his legs, the tent in his pants all the more obvious. ] I'm yours, professor.
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Re: Day 57 ~*nsfw*~
Re: Day 57 ~*nsfw*~
...and it is the opposite of foreplay. [ He brushes the rest of the papers over into a pile to clear space on his desk. ] I'll grade you instead.
Re: Day 57 ~*nsfw*~