<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/CN0uTwjWwAASoXi.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Shane Harris<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Stealth and Sneaky<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>September 27th | 7:47 PM till ??<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong>3rd yr Bronze Student<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Lea (ajtrue)<strong><em>[closed]</em></strong><br/><hr/>Before Shane even got to the kitchenette and leaned on that counter watching his mentor with dirty thoughts running through her head, Lea had managed to burn herself slightly and the girl was entirely so stuck on one train of thought she hadn't noticed just yet.<br/><br/>The only thought that crossed her mind was Lea's way of cursing which led Shane to think she was probably in the midst of changing her mind about something or forgetting an important ingredient.<br/><br/>Tea. Water. Sugar. Simple ingredients.<br/><br/>Shane shrugged and was now resumed in that position against the counter.<br/><br/>Her statement causing Felicite to stop short, Shane's eyes went to her hand that was reaching for the knob. In the small space of the kitchenette and the angle of which Shane was standing to the side, it allowed her to catch that tremble of Lea's hand. It was very slight, but Shane was like a lazy cat not missing one movement from her mentor. Licking her lips, Shane's brow shot up slowly she was making things up in her mind. Seeing things that were probably not there.<br/><br/>There was a small red mark on her fingers but it could have been a trick of the light as the blond woman reached up to tuck her hair back against her ear. The look she gave Shane said many things to the girl. What next was the top of the list Shane only raised her brow in answer an amused slightly playful yet very small smirk played at her lips.<br/><br/>Fact: Felicite's deflections techniques were still very high, she had yet to comment on Shane's statement.<br/><br/>Shane's eyes followed her graceful, delicate movements. She was like a ballerina dancing about to reach up in the cupboard yet the brunette did not offer assistance. Not now, not when the view from where she stood was far too dangerous for them to be in close proximity to each. Licking her lips as she witnessed another display of peek-a-boo white cotton panties. Her legs looking like they went on for days beneath that tattered shirt. There was a god.<br/><br/><em>Look but don't touch, Shane. Look all you want, undress her with your eyes and take off in a while to fap if you have to. But DO NOT TOUCH. She's off limits. Besides, she's straight.</em><br/><br/>A whimper and a bit of the lip to suppress it as Shane resisted the urge to turn to her and reach out to help. To touch her inappropriately.<em>China. Of course, China. Always the impressive hostess. Good, get more, go on.</em>She silently begged her. Smiling back at her as silence was finally broken.<strong>"It's beautiful,"</strong>the brunette practically purred licking her lips as her eyes quickly shot out to the cup before Felicite caught her looking in the wrong spot. Shane felt her ears burn and her cheeks heat up as she cleared her throat and shifted where she stood.<br/><br/>But, she was moving suddenly, Shane's eyes went a bit wide as her pupils dilated the closer her friend moved in her direction. It wasn't a great amount of distance couple of feet but it felt like an eternity, Shane wouldn't budge not now. Not when<em>she</em>was walking towards her. Her heart raced her breathing labored yet she refused to move. Merely because she wasn't sure what Lea's intentions were. Feeling foolish letting out a soft sigh and licking her lips as the blond turned and tried to pass between Shane and the fridge. She was about to take a slight step back, however, something magical happened. Heat pooled between Shane's legs as her elbow brushed ever so delicately across Felicite's nipples. The thin and worn material of her shirt did not leave much room for the imagination not only did Shane feel her nipples respond but saw them as time stood still and the two women seemed to dance almost intimately in passing. Shane could smell the scent of her shampoo as she passed, licking her lips in protest and biting down hard to suppress that damn urge to mount her on her counter and have her way with Lea.<br/><br/>The student observed her, carefully as she set the teapot down with the cozy presenting it all nice and pretty on the coffee table. Yet the androgynous female did not budge from her place. She couldn't trust her feet to move let alone human nature, now was not the time to test hers. It could have been a minute but it felt like an hour that Shane was standing there watching her mentor preparing the tea cozy. Finally, she stood and was walking back. Shane's bright blue eyes wide her pupils visibly dilating again as Lea grew closer. This time, she noticed how Lea went out of her way of trying not to touch Shane. Though Lea's shirt really wasn't helping the situation and now she could see more than she bargained for. Shane's stomach flipped over and she wanted to so desperately touch her. However.<br/><br/>The girl practically frowned in a pout as Lea's back turned. Of course, it was going to go that way. This was all in Shane's head. She was older and straight. Her mentor! Shane was fooling herself. Moody, she turned her attention on Lea who had other things to do but didn't move from her spot clearly waiting for the tea to brew. The girl shrugged in answer. God, she was pissed suddenly. Her eyes clearly spotting the red welts on Lea's hands now.<br/><br/>Taking two strides in her direction, Shane stopped her short grabbing Lea's wrist and delicately spreading her palm with her other hand.<strong>"So you weren't finding ingredients you burned yourself? Damn it Lea!"</strong>She growled frowning, still holding her wrist she tugged it gently and turned the faucet on to cold, running Lea's fingers under it.<strong>"Ugh let me see."</strong>Shane bent down and peered at her fingers to examine them carefully. Kissing the tip of each one that was burnt slightly and sighed out. Shaking her head and now frowning. But not letting go of Lea's wrist and not stopping from forcing Lea to have her hand run under the cold water.<br/><br/><strong>"Want to tell me what they mean by Sexual Orientation on your file? Says you claim to be straight but they said to check another side for possible counter arguments."</strong>Shane raised her brow, she was angry. For many reasons. Lea had burned herself and hadn't told Shane. She was clearly hiding her sexual orientation from Shane and to top it off there was some sort of chemistry or something. GOD Shane couldn't even think what it was. Something going on and Shane felt like she was being scolded and being held at arms lengths.<strong>"I'm almost 21 Lea. I'm not a damn child. Fuck."</strong>