Name:<strong>Adell Zephyros</strong>(Color =<strong>Bolded Red</strong>)<br/>Location: In class, next to Eleanor Byrd Rose<br/>Tagged: Open<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/3d7aebe92db19ffbe63200d2c27c9107/http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn249/ExSoldier-Of-Death/Adell1.png)</div>After receiving Eleanor's touch, Adell couldn't help but feel the jolt of intense pleasure surge through his body. The intensity was as if he'd shoved a metal fork into an electrical outlet. The only reason why he didn't let out a yelp was because most of his body instantly locked up when the feeling shot through him. His face went red as his body adjusted to the feeling and his eyes were wide as saucers. His first instinct was to whip around to the girl to see exactly what it was she was doing, but he couldn't face her with the expression on his face, so he did the best he could do to repair his countenance. He started to recompose himself. All that hard training on self-control really came in handy when in situations like this, though he was so focused on how hard it was to calm himself down, he didn't realize what else slowly started to get hard.<br/><br/>He heard Eleanor's sweet voice and finally felt comfortable enough to face her. She had such a sweet smile on her face, and her hand was so tender against his muscular arm. He wondered how she knew he was upset. Did he allow those emotions to show? He would need to work on that later. He went to speak,<strong>"Yeah it-"</strong>He froze for just a brief second as he shifted his lower body around in the chair. He felt it. Lower Adell, after being stimulated by the pleasurable energy, was wide awake now and trying to break through the young Meister's clothing. Adell's eyes went wide again and, with a very loud scoot, shoved his chair and lower body as far beneath the desk as he could possibly go; hiding Lower Adell from anyone's sight.<strong>~Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Go away! Go Away!~</strong>He was panicking in his mind, but he found a way to transcribe a huge smile on his face while he faced Eleanor.<br/><br/><strong>"T-thank you. That really did make me feel better."</strong>He was thinking of all types of horrible things: anything that would scare Lower Adell away. He thought of ice water, torture, naked old people. Anything to scare that bastard into submission. The last thing he needed was his partner thinking he was some kind of pervert. He'd never get anywhere with her then. She just seemed so sweet and pure, and she was really cute. Too cute to be with some pervert who would only think of how curvy and tight her body was; how soft and sexy her skin was... and how...<br/><br/><strong>~NO! NO! NO!~</strong>That tricky motherfucker was in his head now! He had to ignore it. He had to shut it out completely. Be at peace. He had to be at peace. But how was he supposed to be at peace with such an amazingly sexy, not to mention exotic, partner sitting right next to him, still feeding him that pleasurable energy into him. His eyes happened to glace down at her hand, and instantly she pulled away and apologized. Did she think that's why he was freaking out? Well, it was, but it wasn't her fault!<br/><br/><strong>"Oh, um... no it's fine. It felt, really nice actually."</strong>Really nice was an understatement, but now without that energy feeding into him, he was able to take his mind of Lower Adell's corruption.<strong>"And it did cheer me up, thanks."</strong>He smirked at her and returned a warm smile. His partner just seemed more and more interesting every second. He was curious to ask if that was one of her witch abilities, but didn't know exactly how to bring up the question without offending her. Not to mention he really wanted to leave class now. They honestly weren't doing anything and he wanted to get to know his partner more.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey, you wanna get out of this classroom?"</strong>His voice was barely over a whisper as he offered her the proposal.<strong>"It'll just be an introductory lecture, and I could ask my friends about anything we might miss."</strong>He didn't want to come off as a delinquent, but class was definitely not something that held his attention for too long. If he does fall behind, he'll make it up with a remedial mission or two. It was almost impossible to fail the DWMA. If you weren't so goof at class, then do missions. Not much of a fighter, then class is for you. If you were bad at both, suck up to the teachers and help out around the school.