<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v156/VampireSakura/96b215f6-9190-4e73-91a4-82a7917ec802_zpsdlej9uhc.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ravyn Knight (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237423.msg11691037#msg11691037)<br/><strong>Title</strong>Student Council President<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Uniform (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v156/VampireSakura/9199c111-f7b0-49d3-9577-13da16f64de4_zpshwzcermt.jpg)<br/><strong>Location|Time:</strong>Erebus's classroom | Monday| 7:00am<br/><strong>Demerits:</strong><del>0</del><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Erebus (her prey)<hr/><hr/><br/>There was a shift in the air, Ravyn could almost taste it on the very tip of her tongue. The way her skin began to crawl in the most delicious way possible. Something was different, something had changed, and what? Those eyes of hers danced then finally fixated themselves upon the man in question. The way his beautiful green eyes began to glow then dull just enough to make her feel as if something had awaken. She couldn't tell what really happened, but she could feel it in every inch of her body, her tail lightly swaying back in forth dancing to the music of her growing excitement. It was to the point that it sent a ripple of wonderful shivers down her body, down to her hidden delta, where she felt a light slickness that began to coat those walls.<br/><br/><em>Ooo...what do we have here?</em><br/><br/>Her thoughts purred seductively in her mind as she lingered in silence as the change around her continued to move about their change. What was it like to feel this way? What did she have to do to continue to experience the things she would experience. No matter the naughty or nice, the clean or dirty. Ravyn wanted to experience it all. So she remained there without the feeling of hesitation, that look of her growing expectations, as her teacher became someone completely new to her. '<em>Mmmm</em>' Her mind delighted. She almost wanted to wrap her arms around her full chest, pulling herself in close to keep herself from trembling. Her velvet red eyes followed his movements, the faintest of smiles curling her lips as he removed his hat, she had almost caught her breath from the anticipation of this game they were playing. As if he was getting ready to show her something truly wonderful.<br/><br/>She'd continue to linger in silence allowing the various levels of feelings to wash over her, coat her in a level of bliss, that only disappointment would pull her down from. How could she conveying her message in a different way that spoke volumes to the kind of person Ravyn truly was? Not a spider in a web who waited for her victims to stick themselves, but a beautiful snake that was oh so deadly. Ravyn was dangerous and at worse her own her own monster that knew exactly what she was doing. Even if it looked like she didn't. His words, the way he spoke meant absolutely nothing. Yet, she'd focus those eyes of hers on his, feeling the firmness of his hands around her waist as he rose, and moved her to the edge of the desk. "A masterpiece in it’s rarest forms. Papa says I have a gift.” Simply answered the young woman. Then she’d listen carefully, her breathing was light, there was a stillness in the air, almost like a vacuum that seemed to suck her in. Did he want her to show him panic for the beast she felt she unleashed? Ravyn only shrugged her shoulders, as she'd slowly reach out, running her well manicured hand along the side of his waist. Then up underneath his shirt did those soft fingers begin to run up. Allowing herself to feel his abs if he let her.<br/><br/>"Do you enjoy<em>watching</em>...Mr. Hermaeus?" A sense of restlessness jiggling through that silken voice., her fingers still playing with his heated flesh. Trickling their delicate digits down until she reached the hem of his pant's waistline. She wanted him closer, using those long slender legs, that dangled over the edge. Raising up one and curling it around the back of his left leg. As he spoke of perfection, Ravyn couldn't help but feel her inner self nearly laughing that it took enough of her will power to continue to hold her alluring smile in those eyes of hers. "I prey delightfully upon that aspect" She hummed as she'd lean in, pressing her face where she could reach on his torso, inhaling his masculine scent and allowing it to warm it's way into her senses. "Are you so sure, Erebus? Projecting your own displeasure of yourself on me...?" She whispered retracting her hand from his pants and pulling it towards her body. Denying him anymore of her soft caresses. Ravyn was anything but perfect, she was what people made her to be. If they wished her to be an enemy she would be an enemy, if they wished her to be saving graces that it was. Most people fell in love with the idea of Ravyn instead of the Ravyn that lurked underneath it all and she was okay with that. He was a part of her game now, because she had decided to make him a part of it.<br/><br/>A throaty chuckle erupted from behind parched lips. “Perhaps that was a goal intended.” Narrowing her alluring eyes which glistened with devious intentions. She would not give answer to his thoughts upon perfect, but her thoughts lingered, if he would cum to feel of near perfection. Ravyn wasn't perfect at all, she just made you believe she was, molded and adapted herself to fit the mix.<br/><br/>If he let her, she'd reach her hands out to him, running her hands up the front of his body. Pushing the fabric of his shirt up. His words an enchanting melody that got her in all the right mood to ruin him with her lustful appetite. She'd lean in, pressing her lips between his breast, against his sternum. Her lips parted, the edges of her teeth biting at his flesh. "I want to tease you endlessly." An ominous feeling trickled down upon them, she only pulled back for a moment, reaching up behind the back of her head and pulling loose her pinned up hair. As her tresses rained down concealing her shoulders, she would glance up at Erebus smiling upon him only with her eyes. She was ecstatic. She would not hold back. She would not hesitate, the excitement taking over her body, as the reality of taking Erebus just inside a classroom was more exhilarating than she could imagine. She would share this feeling with no one else but him; this was one of the many firsts he was giving to her. Her fingers would press along the sides of his chest, her face moving in, her lips puckering using the formation of her lips to blow slow cool air against his little buds.<br/><br/>She wanted to feel his frustrations, hear his anticipations, feel his body tighten and relax against her every touch. His commanding voice still resonating in the back of her mind, only fueled her. Her hands took their time moving lower, traveling the length of his body with without haste. She would take her time, she would tease him, her tongue would peek from between her lips, flickering along the top of his nip, before she'd lean in and take it into her warm mouth. Sucking it for just a second. The build up was the best feeling; the yearning and yearning until you couldn’t handle it anymore and everything you ever thought were consumed by the release. The way her fingers briskly traveled down his front, fingertips curling in, crawling their way down and hooking over his hemline. She wanted nothing else in this moment but to be lost in his feeling. As she pushed her body in closer, her mouth would open, pulling in his lower lip with her teeth to suck upon the fleshy juicy lips of her lower. The way her hands couldn’t remain still, brushing up over the hidden scepter unknown to her. The sound of his zipper being pulled down filled the air, just as her lips trailed endless kisses all the way over to his ear. She’d purred a sensually deep growl. “Will you get lost in me...<em>Darling</em>?” Her hand now reaching and disappearing through his fly to extract his long throbbing mast. Cupping it like it was a joystick, and running the print of her thumb over the tip, around and around while she gently squeezed at him. She would do so until she felt the thick slickness of his exposure. She loved how he felt against her warm hand, the rigidness and pulsing birch that she wanted to stuff her until she couldn’t take anymore.<br/><br/>She couldn’t control herself as her lips descend, her teeth leaving little bites along his jawline. Stopping only to nip at the front of his chin. Removing her hand from playing with his staff, “Don't disappoint me....” Slipping her thumb into her mouth, sucking away his taste, just as her eyes flickered up towards him, seductively.