<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/zeDOm99.png)</div>Name: Heather (also Twins(<br/>Date/Time: September 12 / Afternoon<br/>Location: Main Campus, Lunch Hall.<br/>Tagging: Jumoke, Sakurako, Open<br/><hr/><br/>The twins, not entirely opposed to feeling several hands on their bodies, protectively snuggled around Sakurako as the 'prince' accosted them, shielding their cuddly companion by enveloping her with as much of their flesh as they could manage out in public.<br/><br/>And then the school's (probable, given rumour) resident dominatrix walked into the mess, just as it had started to clear up.<br/>Even without the pheromones of her natural scent, Heather carried herself with an almost aggressively confidence as she strode into the room, heels clicking lightly on the floor as her long, graceful legs carried her along.<br/>Perhaps something had distracted her, pulled her cool, sharp red gaze from where she was going, but then she collided with Jumoke, hard enough to be knocked off of her feet.<br/>While her flowery and slightly spicy scent would definitely start to be noticed after that close encounter, something else that Jumoke would notice that others, more distant and at worse angle, would see the look in her eyes as Heather pulled herself up onto her knees in front of Jumoke. Rather than angry or hostile, the look that he would be able to see in her eyes and on her face was rather definitely not that of someone who disliked the position that she was in.<br/><br/>Her cold, reserved mask slid back into place after a few moments, but a glance down would have given Jumoke a look right into the eyes of someone who seemed to rather like being on her knees. Even if she hid it.