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[daemonized]

ARDYN IZUNIA

Ardyn Izunia. Professor of law. Lord of law. Liege of law. The one grading your papers. Leave a message.

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[erythristic]

[if she wasn't as prone to doing similar things, she could hate how effective that is, how a smile on her neck and the words my love from his lips could convince her of so many things. like that going to work would be terrible, a painful and unnecessary test of her self control. Ardyn could ruin her responsibility, just like that, and she'd find herself thanking him for it.

she lets herself be led by her hands, following him each step of the way.]

I suppose it's the best place for us to become acquainted with...all of the changes.

[if they had this much of an effect on him, they couldn't be the worst thing in the world.]

[daemonized]

[Yes, this is promising. This means that he will have to email his students their assignments later, but it's nothing that can't be done quickly and easily. Catching up on planning is not so difficult when he's already a thoroughly prepared man, so one day gone amiss will not do any harm.

Then to the bed it is, eventually feeling the side of the mattress against the back of his legs as they reach it. At this point, he believes he's safe sounding just a tad bit eager.]

I can promise you a thorough examination, if you'd like.

[erythristic]

That I would. Actually, I insist, for otherwise I'll not be able to clear my doubts when you speak of beauty.

[the smile on her face is small, but beginning to bloom. she hears that in his voice, and she wonders if later he'll laugh, knowing this time that he won. she knew he was staring earlier - this should have been foreseen.]

[daemonized]

[Maybe he will laugh about it later. He'll grin and tease her about how she couldn't seem to resist the temptation this time, and perhaps he should make this a habit in the future. About how he'd gladly convince her of her beauty, especially if this was the route required for it.

But for now, teasing is the last thing on his mind. He draws her close, falling back on the mattress so that they both land on their sides, facing each other. The bed hasn't even been made yet, it's still that early.]

You insist. [He laughs, and red-violet strands of hair fall into his eyes.] Then let me oblige you, again and again.