Dante dropped the file into the can, sitting up from his desk and dropping down so he stood in front of the girl, her head at chest-level with his torso and smirked, "If we are to loose your though, I would be obliged to spend more time like this tutoring you by the principle." He cooed, turning her around and backing her up towards his desk.<br/><br/>"Why don't we make this moment last now?" Dante grinned, hover over her and finally leaning into her face to open the experience with a kiss, his hair smelling of fresh flowers and his breath of cold peppermint.<br/>He breathed against Rose's neck, "Your skin is so milky... and supple."