<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Astrid/Professor Lupin</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br/><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Lupin's Office<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Professor Lupin<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Looking up at her Professor, a low chuckle parts the blondes lips when he he pulls her hands from his body. A part of Astrid knows she hurt him, can see it on his face but that doesn't stop a slow smirk from curving her lips. Patience isn't her best known character trait. Seeing him shifting she loosens the grip of her legs on the back of his thighs, giving him room to maneuver as well as shifting just enough that she slides on his desk, closer to the edge so that he won't bash his thighs into it's edge any longer. Reaching up, she moves her arms above her head, gripping the opposite side of the desk and lets a sharp hiss filter through her teeth when he taunts her once more, his cock hitting her clit but still not where she wants it!<br/><br/>"Tea....!" she starts to growl, but the word cuts off, rising to a low cry when he, finally, drives himself into the eager grip of her body!<br/><br/>Above her head, her hands clench sharply, fingers tightening on the edge of the desk until her knuckles turn white and her entire body shudders under Teddy. Looking up, her eyes lock on his, deep satisfaction and desperate need melding in her gaze, demanding more while her hips roll urgently, thrusting up to meet every push of his own body into hers, offering her flesh for him to plunder with complete abandon and clenching those slick inner walls around him each time he bottoms out inside of her.<br/><br/>"Yes! Just...like...that!" she finally manages to cry, encouraging him to continue to use her roughly. Time enough later for slow and gentle, right then, all she wants is for him to use her so hard it leaves her whimpering and unable to even think about walking for a short time!<br/><br/></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Philosophy of Sex<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kutseena, Inali, Professor Lupin, Albus, Revanna, Quen<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The change in Teddy's smile isn't lost on Astrid. She sees the heat she knows matches her own gaze, and it takes a supreme amount of will<em>not</em>to snap her teeth playfully at him. If there hadn't been other students around, classroom or not, she would have done it. Still, she<em>is</em>aware of the others in the room and manages to refrain, though her eyes dance with amusement when he asks if she might try to trick him into being late, "I won't trick you into it...I just won't be sad if it happens either," she admits in all honesty.<br/><br/>She might have added more, but a quiet voice behind them interrupted her thoughts, and drew Teddy's attention to a quiet looking young man. The surprise and joy on the Professor's face told her clearly enough that this was a young man he knew well, and made Astrid curious as to just who this Albus was. She'd make it a point to ask later.<br/><br/>Watching Teddy move to the front of the class, she flashed a warm smile to Revanna and Quen, despite not having had the chance to say hello, and turned her full attention to the front while Teddy spoke to the class.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Athena Stargazer-Smith<br/><strong>Position:</strong>PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forest<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Rome<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Of course your dangerous Rome, you wouldn't be half so interesting if you weren't...but that doesn't mean that I'm not dangerous too," Athena said, a small smirk curving her lips as she continued to hold her hand out to him, almost daring him to take her offer of help up from the forest floor.<br/><br/>He got a fresh laugh when he surprised her by using her own leverage to turn her against the tree trunk. Looking up at him, whatever she was about to say was lost in a small gasp when he ground their bodies together and she could feel the evidence of his arousal and her hand was forced to press against her own. While not as obvious as his (and didn't<em>that</em>put ideas into her head!) he had managed to angle her hand just right to make her knuckles put as much pressure as intimately as possibly through her jeans and drew a low gasp from her lips.<br/><br/>She vowed to herself that she'd make him pay for that!<br/><br/>Watching him step back, she smirked when he accepted her invitation and turned on her heel to head back toward the Castle. She was tempted to break into a light job, her hiking boots better suited to the forest than his shoes, instead she lead him through the woods, her strides long, back straight, and hips rolling slowly as she walked, deliberately swaying them to draw his eyes to the curve of her ass while glancing over her shoulder now and then to flash him small, taunting, grins.<br/><br/>Eventually she asked, her voice almost an invitation in and of itself, "Would you prefer to eat at the Castle, or, if you have the time, shall we head into the city to satisfy one of our baser...hungers?"