<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff69b4">Being dropped onto the desk was not something she enjoyed, that had happened twice in one day and it was mildly annoying her. Not that she wasn't prone to a little enjoyment in a spank or two, but the pain of being forcibly thrown onto a wooden table without as much as a kiss made her aggravated. Anyone could plainly see the aggravation in her face, her normally playful demeanor had dropped and a malice one decided to take its place. She hated being forced around with sex involved and this was a complete violation of her position as a succubus. <br/>
As she tried to push herself from the desk and arm wrapped around her waist, pulling onto a soft though firm lap. Growling Latte started to struggle, trying to move herself from his grasp, she hated to be pinned down and all she wanted was some fun. <br/>
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"D-darian. Let me go..This is a complete violation of my rights, though if you want to violate me, then I will gladly oblige." Turning herself to glance at him she giggled playfully, tapping his lip with the last word. She could feel the lightly moist skin from previous saliva, oh how she loved tormenting him, even if she knew he always won. <br/>
Then she felt another hand grasp the back of her head, restraining her from glancing towards him, all she could do was stare at the student. <br/>
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"Even though this student is an incredibly sexy man, don't you think this restraint may perhaps be more suited with rope~? You have all your priorities wrong, my dear Darian~" Purring she winked at the new student before resuming to wisp her tail around Darian's face, tickling his skin to provoke him into letting her go. <br/>
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"Yes~ Listen to the student, let poor 'lil defenseless me go~"<br/>
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Focusing on the meal she had seated in front of her, the stack of meat which was stolen from now two previous owners, Halima nodded at his words. Keeping a firm grip on her staff, she never let go of it due to its magical power, it was her vassal to stop her power from harming others. Her left paw clawing at the food in front of her, she salivated at the smell of it, she adored any type of meat and this was delicious, though her face never showed any other emotion than a blank slate.<br/>
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"..Yes. A teacher must teach himself manners before he can teach..another.." <br/>
The unusually talkative girl found comfort in his seemingly calm demeanor as she glanced at him curiously, she couldn't place his spirit energy but it seemed mildly dangerous. Her ears that protruded through her hood twitched slightly as she searched within her robes pockets, finally pulling out a small, golden watch.<br/>
Ticking away, the golden watch was then pushed towards the male, Halima watching his reaction calmly.<br/>
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"This...Will teach you.."<br/>
Her words seemed strange though she knew it had a small curse placed upon it that gave the wearer the confidence to try things they'd normally not do. Despite the word curse, not all curses were evil, something humans never understood. <br/>
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The noises that then reached her ears were a commotion from outside, quickly scurrying to her feet she shuffled away from the man, though turning back once more she firmly grasped the mans hand. Pulling him with her without a word. Through large wooden doors and to the outside she noticed a commotion between two others, her eyes glazed as she glanced up at the taller male before pushing him lightly forward, nodding.<br/>
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"...Stop them..or I will..."<br/>
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