Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)
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				Title: <strong>Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 01:14:06</strong>
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				<em><strong>It was the dead of winter when Constance arrived at Olatave Boarding School in Berlin. It was the premier school and everyone wanted there children there, Constance’s well off parents where no exception to that want and shipped her off the moment she was accepted. She stood in front of the large doors in her uniform in the bitter cold her first day of class, she walked into the halls and she was reminded of the time she went with her brother to Oxford when he was attending there. It seemed so long ago she had seen him but this school looked just like that. <br><br>Constance was never really close to her parents her older brother Elijah basically raised her and looked after her most of there lives, he was the only parent she knew and that was there lives with there parents more interested in there money and political ties. Constance was set up with a nice apartment far bigger then someone so young would need very close to the school and with that she was left to her own devices. <br><br>Elijah was nice enough to send her package of some of her favorite snacks and other things she might miss in Germany and called her right before she left for school. all these things she was thinking about when her driver pulled up to the school and she saw where the next three years of her life would be spent.<br><br>She walked past the people pushing her hair behind her ears before she was pushed into the wall. “Watch it new girl…” a tall blond girl said as she was surrounded by her friends. <br><br>“So mousy who are you?” the blond asked and Constance looked at the three of them, “Constance…Specter…who are” and the blond slapped her. <br><br>“You don’t ask the questions” he said, “Geez Olga did you have to slap her” the other one laughed.</strong></em> <br>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 01:36:09</strong>
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				In the classroom across the hall, Mr. Heinrich Dresdner was typing away on his computer, getting his scheduled sorted before the bell rang. He was the newest and youngest teacher at Olatave Boarding school, and as such, he got stuck with the smallest office near the door in the freezing German winters. If he were any less lucky, he might have ended up with a box outside for an office. But it was his duty to be in the school and to shape the young minds of the girls that came through the doors, for more reasons than his pay check.<br><br>Heinrich was a member of the Bundesnachrichtendienst, otherwise known as the BND, who was placed in the school to recruit and gather intelligence from the students that were sent from across the globe. He enjoyed his previous desk job with the BND, but his superiors felt he needed to be put into the field at least once in his career, which is how he found himself behind his current desk. It was just his luck that he had a degree in world history before he was recruited to the BND and Olatave was looking for a new history teacher.<br><br>Hearing what was clearly the sound of someone being pushed against a wall outside, Heinrich reached into his desk and pulled out his standard issue weapon, a SIG Pro SP2009, chambering a round before slipping it into the back of his pants. Standing, he stepped out to find the group of girls standing over someone. "Hey! Get to class!" he shouted, adjusting his reading glasses to hide his eyes, making him seem that much more intimidating.<br><br>Heinrich could only be described as large, standing at an impressive six feet and five inches in his well tailored suit, his neatly trimmed blond hair combed back loosely. He stood like a wall in front of the much smaller Constance, his large hand hanging down over her with an open palm. "Are you alright? Do you need a nurse?" he whispered gently, his voice soothing from the previous booming before.
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 02:20:27</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance with her cheek red from the slap looked over her shoulder seeing Olga and then looked at the man presumably a teacher and half smiled, "No...i'm fine" she said in a low tone of voice. <br><br>"Just help getting to my first class...history with a Mr. Dersdner in class fourm 3c?" she asked as she looked at her class and then handed him her paper. <br><br>"I'm supposed to be his student assistant and then i have history class with him later in the day..." she said as she looked at him. This man stood looking like a god amongst men and he was chizzled from the prime ingredients that would have mad Greek status look homely. she picked up her leather shoulder bag full of her first classes books and note book and then she fixed her thick dark hair slightly.<br><br>For a moment she looked around as people came in late from the cold few by few as she waited for his answer.</strong></em><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 02:44:00</strong>
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				Heinrich chuckled softly as he helped the girl to her feet, looking her up and down. She seemed to be from another country, possibly a Latin American one or the US, judging by her accent. "Try looking behind me," he said softly, his name printed on the door with the room number on the frame above it. "Heinrich Dresdner, nice to meet you. If those girls bother you again, don't be afraid to slap back. I'm fine with you defending yourself," he said, his accent much clearer now that his voice was even, thick and clearly German.<br><br>Keeping hold of the girl's hand, he led her into the classroom, shutting the door behind him as he pulled out the chair in front of his desk. "You'll have the small desk over there to keep your things. I trust you have a... grasp of world history?" he said as he took a seat at his desk, leaning forward so he was hunched over the oak table. His eyes scanned about the room slowly, noting the door in back was still locked before moving back to his assistant, scanning her details with an idle grin.<br><br>She held what he considered a more classic beauty and a certain level of modesty, something he both respected and found intriguing in a youth such as herself. She wore the uniform of the school rather well, and it made him wonder if she was used to the particular parts that made the uniform what it was. He figured it was likely that this wasn't the first boarding school she was enrolled in. "If you have any questions for me, don't be afraid to ask."
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 03:57:34</strong>
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				<em><strong>She looked at him, "Yes i do...i was the teaching assistant for my world history classes in New York so i have experience reading and correcting papers and grading tests..." she said as she sat her things down and took off her heavy pea-coat and then her scarf. "Sorry about not being here two hours ago i stopped at the wrong building twice" she said as she sat down in front of him. <br><br>There was a silence between them both, she was wondering if there was anything he had to say maybe an orientation of some sort but he just looked at her. Not that she minded he was gorgeous by her standards and his accent only made it worse but he seemed like the type of a guy to have a great looking girlfriend and accent only made the matter worse. <br><br>"Mr. Dersdner....are you okay?" she asked when he looked to have snapped out of it, "Did you want some coffee? my old teacher liked it when i had a cup waiting for her when i got the office..." she said wondering what was going through his mind that grin was something else too. it sent a shiver down her spine a smile that meant trouble, she smiled shyly at him this man was above anyone she had ever dated and she shoved the notion of seeing him outside of school right away.</strong></em>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 04:22:40</strong>
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				Shaking his head, Heinrich looked down at his desk to compose himself while he thought about the arrangement. "Coffee would be rather nice, thank you. I have a coffee maker and my own blend in the cupboard at the back of the room. You are welcome to a cup if you like. Milk and two sugars," he said simply, pulling out a stack of papers and laying them on the desk next to his computer.<br><br>While Constance was busy with the coffee, Heinrich hid his sidearm back in the top drawer of his desk, locking it before turning his attention to his email. There was a message from his superiors about a possible threat, though it didn't concern his department at all, leaving him wondering why they continued to send out these agency wide emails. "At least they don't send an email for every little thing..." he mumbled as he moved onto the next message, an email from his sister-in-law.<br><br>"Why can't she understand I'm perfectly content being single? I don't even have time to date..." he scoffed, chuckling a bit at the woman's medaling. He didn't even bother with the rest of the messages in his inbox, closing out his browser and turning his attention to the clock. "Five minutes to class, you can put a paper onto each desk," he called out, getting up and walking to the white board, writing his name clearly so every student would see.
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 05:42:09</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance nodded and brought his coffee to his desk and then sat her's on her table top and then she started putting papers in each desk by the time she finished her paper and the students rolled in including her bullies who sat down front as she took her set at her desk. The opening lecture about what to expected in the class it was the same thing that happens in any class. she waited for him to finish and then the class ended she sat back in her set and sat through the advanced class, it was mostly the same information with some literature to look at all and out she got the drill. <br><br>After class she came up to his desk, "No more late arrivals i promise I have to run but i have your office hours and I'll be back for them after my opera classes" she said as she smiled at him and put back on her coat and walked out. <br><br>it was the end of the day before Constance walked back into his office with a grim look on her face as she sat her things down and walked to the coffee maker.</strong></em>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 06:10:11</strong>
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				Heinrich was going over the reading he had assigned for his advanced class when Constance walked in, causing him to look up for a moment. It only took that moment for him to realize something happened in the time between her departure and arriving at his class again. He shook his head as he assumed what happened, but knew better than to let his own assumptions take over his actions without confirmation. "Something wrong?" he asked simply, stepping around his desk and over to the small girl, putting his large hand on her shoulder.<br><br>Spinning her around, Heinrich looked into her eyes with a soft smile that made him seem almost fatherly while also showing off his better features. He peered over his reading glasses into her eyes before taking them off and leaning against the counter, trying to act more relaxed than he was. He didn't like the thought of this girl being defenseless to the bullying that seemed to plague the halls. He was half tempted to offer to show her how to counter an attempted slap and turn it into a head lock. He soon began to chuckle at the thought.<br><br>"Come out with it. You can't very well be my assistant if you hide things from me," he teased, nudging her side playfully. He gave a simple wink to drive home the point, leaning back more and puffing out his chest a bit.
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 06:51:17</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance looked at him, <br><br>"That girl Olga...she is...in my Opera classes...and she's just difficult is all" she said not wanting to tell him anymore then she had to it was embarrassing enough as it was having the wrong sheet music then what the piano player was playing and then she was singing all due to that hag. <br><br>"She is going to be a problem....but its okay" she said as she looked at him. <br><br>"anyway lets go over your filing and how you want to go about it" she asked as she walked over to his file cabinet and tried to open it, "I think its stuck" she said and before she could hear him warn her the cabinet open and his papers flew out and there was the mess of it all and Constance looked back at him. <br><br>"Okay...so...you dont have a system...leave it to me then" she said as she rolled up her sleeve and started picking up papers.</strong></em>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 07:13:41</strong>
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				Heinrich frowned a bit when she admitted what was bothering her, but managed to keep himself looking somewhat cheerful to help her relax. Getting up, he followed Constance to the filing cabinet in an attempt to stop her, but she was too fast for him and ended up with a pile of papers everywhere. "Sorry, I've never been one for tidy and neat," he said bashfully, bending over to help her collect his things. He couldn't help but notice her skirt rode up a bit as she crawled around, causing him to blush and smirk at the same time, though he didn't say a word. He'd worry about that another time, but now he was more concerned with the collection of papers on the ground.<br><br>As they gathered up his things, the two accidentally bumped heads, causing Heinrich to chuckle. "Sorry, bit of a klutz," he said before rolling onto his rear and sitting on the ground. "How about we order dinner while you show me how to properly file my things?" he asked simply, giving the girl a soft smile. He managed to get to his feet and find his phone in his coat before she could answer, calling for a pizza to be delivered to the school. "I do hope you like cheese," he said with a smirk, shutting his phone with a loud clack.
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>03-11-2010, 07:36:11</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance perked up, <br><br>"they have pizza in Berlin?" she asked and right away realized how silly her question was she looked at him and smiled, "Sorry first time in Berlin i really dont know my way around or whats good to eat around here" she said as she looked at all the papers and started to arrange them alphabetically in the different files, she was a hard worker. <br><br>it was getting late and the Pizza arrived and much to her surprise it was rather good, "This reminds me of home and my big brother...Elijah...he love cheese pizza" she said a she looked at him. "So i take it your computer files are just as mixed up as the file cabinets" she said as she looked at him and then smiled. <br><br>"Its okay we have the whole first week of school to get things sorted and i'll have you running like a well oiled car before I'm done" she said as she walked back to the files and kept working. </strong></em>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 04:09:30</strong>
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				While Constance worked on his filing, Heinrich was busy sorting out the files on his computer, occasionally glancing over to Constance with a smirk. "So, you mentioned a brother? How about the rest of your family? Good terms all around then?" he asked simply. He figured it was worth getting to know her at least somewhat if he was going to be working with her for the year. Leaning back in his chair, he peered over at the girl appreciatively, smiling to himself as he took in every detail about her.<br><br>She had the curves that would make most women jealous and skin that was a soft tan that made her stand out in the sterile white room. She had a certain quality to her that made her eye catching in a way Heinrich couldn't quite put his finger on. "How about a boyfriend? Break any hearts when you moved here?" he said, his voice suggesting he was joking at least somewhat, though he was rather curious. She had to have a boyfriend before coming to the school if what he already knew of her, and any male who disagreed was apparently blind.
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 05:00:58</strong>
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				<em><strong>"Yes...one brother Elijah...he's a lawyer at a law firm in New york...its where my family is from...as for my parents...well i have then but we aren't close....Elijah mostly raised me" she said when she heard his question she nearly laughed at it. she was far too shy around boys she liked and it was difficult for her to approach then with in this shyness.<br><br>"No unfortunately i am well....I'm not good with guys i like...i get all lost for words and its hard to have a relationship with someone that cant talk" she said at her own failings in that area of her life. <br><br>"Besides with my freaks for parent...it makes it hard to keep a guy worth it around..." she said a she looked back at him, "How about you married?" she asked with a laugh. </strong></em>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 00:13:55</strong>
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				Heinrich smiled as Constance told him about her brother and parents, finding everything she said to be quite interesting. "It's good that your brother is successful, but I can understand that his work might keep him from having time to check on you as much as you would like. And your parents... They must mean the best for you if they sent you here. This is the best boarding school," he said simply, taking a bite of his pizza after. He thought for a moment about his own family, and how he hadn't seen his parents since he was a child. One of the reasons he became an intelligence agent was because of his family's distance and the fact he was raised in boarding schools.<br><br>"Oh no! No, no, no... Definitely not married. My previous job left me little time for dating and now... most of the people I'm around are married. Makes dating that much more difficult..." he said simply, shaking his head. It was true that he was the only single teacher in the school, and if it wasn't for his job, he probably wouldn't even be working in this school. A single, young, teacher working in an all girl's school probably wasn't the best idea, but he assumed when he took the assignment that he wouldn't be attracted to a student...<br><br>Oh how wrong he found himself now. He found his eyes locked to the curve of Constance's rear through her skirt, noting how short the cloth was in reality. Heinrich bit his lip and rolled his chair closer, placing his hand "innocently" on Constance's lower back, pretending to look at the filing. "This is very good work. You have some skill at organization," he praised, his hand lightly rubbing her back through her uniform shirt. He couldn't help but test her boundaries a bit, sliding his hand down a bit to cup her rear before moving back up to her lower back, paying attention to her reaction.
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 02:40:21</strong>
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				<em><strong>Her reaction was one of surprise and she blushed as she continued to work, she felt at first that she had imagined it and that his hand didn't go down that far and if it did was it a mistake or did he mean it. she felt a twinge in her body she seemed to respond well to him though she was trying to hide it what would the others say if they knew, she was getting ahead of herself.<br><br>"they depend on good schools and others to raise me and my brother and not themselves...sometimes i wonder if they only had us to look good for there social high up's friends...anyway i see my brother more often then you realize...he coming to spend Christmas with me up here so there's that" she said as she looked at him. god those eyes would melt any girls heart, she believed he could make women fall to there knees if he wanted and that accent just made matters worse she was taken back by him. <br><br>"what about your family...are you close?" she asked as she sat down to finish the last bit of files.</strong></em>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 03:28:41</strong>
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				"That's good. I hope you have fun with your brother when he visits," he replied, moving his hand down again slowly, taking his time on her rear before moving back up. "It is always nice to have family with you in a foreign land," he added, looking up into her eyes, trying to figure out exactly what she was thinking about. She felt so wonderful to his hand, fitting perfectly in his palm, the thought of her skin against his causing a shiver through his spine.<br><br>"I only know my brother and sister-in-law. And we only really talk once in a great while," he answers simply, trying to keep his mind off his absent parents. It was amazing how much he could relate to the girl and how their lives could converge at a time like this. Standing up slowly, he walked over to the door and locked it before turning back to Constance, looking her over for a moment before closing the distance.<br><br>"You say you have trouble talking to men you are attracted to... Does that mean you aren't attracted to me?" he asked, looking in her eyes, his hand resting on her shoulder gently. The question was innocent enough in concept, but in practice, it was probably not even close to innocent. He would just have to see how she reacts and gauge the proper way to go about his inquiry, if only due to his boundless curiosity.
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 04:12:09</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance looked up at him and she opened her mouth but nothing came out only a squeak and then she cleared her voice and looked away from him. "Your...different...i mean your handsome extremely handsome and much better looking then any guy i know but your my teacher and that would be wrong wouldn't it?" she was babbling and she couldn't stop talking and then she just shut up. <br><br>"I..do i just...hum" she was blushing hard and there wasn't much for her to say now it was out in the open, she looked around him and then up at him again wondering what was next that grin. she knew she was in for it he was like a cat licking his chops when he pressed closer she backed up to the file cabinet and the looked like she was overwhelmed. <br><br>in all her years nothing like this has ever happened to her she was out of her element and completely at a lose for words or as what to do.</strong></em>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 04:27:24</strong>
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				Heinrich gave her a slight smirk as he put a hand on her shoulder, leaving her no room for escape as he leaned in to meet her at eye level, his breath fanning her skin. "It may be wrong in some eyes, but not in others. No harm, no foul. Isn't that what you American's usually say?" he said, his voice a mix of teasing and a husky whisper. He found it rather nice to keep her on her toes, if only to keep a single barrier between trouble and himself. He could tell she was overwhelmed by the situation, but he couldn't deny that she had left him on edge for most of the day. "You are quite the beautiful young lady, you know..." he whispered, into her ear, keeping as close as he could while leaving a millimeter between them.<br><br>"Have you ever thought that perhaps those girls tease you because they are jealous? That perhaps they just find you too much of a threat for their own selfish needs?" he whispered, trying to give her the confidence she needed. It was a test in some ways, but it was also an attempt to see just ho far she would go for something she might want. Could she really break the rules to do what she needed? That was the question that he needed answered, though success had a two fold benefit.
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>08-11-2010, 05:11:15</strong>
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				<em><strong>her heart was pounding nearly out of her chest she thought she might die from how hard and fast it was betting and then she felt his breath on her neck and then she looked at him. "I...I hum" she couldn't talk much less come up with a witty come back what was she to do. she looked at him and found herself tough tied, she felt his lips on her shoulder and she felt her body quiver. she had never felt anything so electric and warm it was enough to make her sigh, she looked tword's him wondering what he was really after and then it was very clear. <br><br>She hadn't been this cought up ever and she was racking her brain as to what to do, "WHy...why are you" she started to say but then stopped as soon as he flashed those eyes at her and she looked into them and she was lost again. <br><br>"What do you want?" she whispered under her breath.</strong></em>
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 02:47:42</strong>
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				"The question isn't what I want, it is what you want," Heinrich countered quickly, keeping his eyes to hers, slowly pulling away from her to return to his chair. The ball was in her court as Americans would say, and he was rather curious to see if she could recover quick enough to take action. She had potential that even she probably didn't realize, and every step forward was another test of her abilities and to see where she could grow. He reclined in his chair, loosening his tie a bit more before undoing the top button of his shirt, clearly trying to get more comfortable in hopes of helping Constance relax around him.<br><br>"Get comfortable. We'll be here for a while regardless," he quipped as he grabbed his pizza, taking a few bites before setting it down again. He gazed over the small girl for a moment, wondering what she would be wearing if the school didn't have the uniform. Pointing to the pizza, he silently offered another slice to Constance before grabbing another for himself. It was a nice change from his usual eating habits, though he wouldn't mention it to her without reason to.
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				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 03:07:35</strong>
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				<em><strong>what she wanted was what he said, what did she want was the question she stood there frozen almost her back still at the cabenit and she just looked at him so casual. did he do this often make a pass at his students, she was completely taken back and when she realized that he was right she had at least for more hours before the car would come back to pick her up she was still shocked and stunned at the entire thing. after a moment or two she relaxed and resolved that he must have been playing some kind of German joke on her, she undid the scarf under her collar that formed a bow and left it on her neck. she was paralyzed by how that moment affected her, she shuffled through more papers and kept running back how the warmth of his breath on her neck made her body tingle and her curiosity was killing her. <br><br>"What did you mean....what i want to do?" she asked as she closed the drawer and pulled out another, "How do you know i want anything...i just want to get though the next few years with out getting stuffed into a locker...how do you know i want anything from you" she said looking back at him. did she, she had only meat him and some how he seemed to think there was something berried with in her that he saw right away. that wasn't possible she was fare to plan in her eyes for something like that and yet the thought of him touching her again made her fidget and squirm.<br><br>She walked over to his desk and reached over next to where he was sitting to get more papers her back was to him and she couldn't help but feel his leg near her's.</strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 03:26:36</strong>
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				Heinrich smiled as Constance asked the question he was waiting for, licking his lips as he prepared to answer. "I didn't say what do you want from me. I asked what you wanted. And don't say you don't want anything. Everyone wants something..." he said, trailing off. His leg brushed against hers, his fingers just barely grazing her skin when he turned to his computer, teasing her with his touches. He knew just how to avoid being obvious with his advances, knowing that the more he pushed, the more she would either want to run, or pounce. It was that simple distinction between the two actions that he cared about.<br><br>"You could always take what you want..." he whispered as he typed away on his computer, filling out his lesson plan. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could clearly see Constance, and found himself tempted to try pushing her again. His hand slowly slid back to her leg, running along it slowly and up to her rear, caressing the curve of her buttocks before moving up her spine, teasingly soft and slow. His hand returned to his keyboard before she could say anything about it, the only sign of what he did was the slight smirk on his lips. "Isn't part of growing up learning when to take what you want?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 04:14:50</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance's hart was beating out of her chest again, she felt his hand go up her skirt and she looked at him as he went back to typing and she was completely amazed at his ability to just switch it on and off. she was lost again what was he talking about, what was she supposed to take. <br><br>"I...I dont understand" she said as she stood up and fixed her skirt, her tan face was a flush and she tried to keep the task she was attempting to finish. she stopped and walked over to her cup of coffee and when she heard him call for her she jumped and she spilled her coffee all down her shirt making the white button up shirt almost see through, her white lacy bra could be seen as she turned around and looked completely crushed. <br><br>"Shit I'm so clumsy" she said as she walked over to his desk and started to whip it clean.</strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 04:41:40</strong>
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				Heinrich gave a soft smile and chuckle at the clumsiness of his student, standing and pulling a towel out of his desk, wiping up what coffee spilled on it quickly. "Please, it could have happened to anyone. In the cupboard at the back of the room, I keep a few spare shirts. Put one of those on and take off that soaked shirt your wearing. Not in that order of course," he said with a rather jolly tone. He couldn't help but notice the rather arousing lace bra Constance was wearing under her shirt, or the fact that her breasts were of a rather impressive size. All in all, she was of impressive figure in his eyes, which he assumed she didn't realize herself.<br><br>While she grabbed a new shirt, Heinrich busied himself with cleaning the desk of the mess, taking careful note of Constance as she bent over, and particularly what she wore under her skirt. "Just pick any one. They are all clean," he called out, smiling to himself as he hummed a tune. He began to plan out what he would do next to try and push her, but lacked any other ideas. It was her move now, and he rather did hope she would make a move that would impress even him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 05:01:43</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance was all flustered as she walked back to Heinrish's desk as she was buttoning up the top he gave her and she looked like there was something on her mind but she was afraid to say something. she felt so awkward and she sucked her teeth and looked at him, when he looked up at her with those blue eyes that seemed to pierced into the back of her mind she felt her body shiver. it was one of those thing's that you couldn't explain or realize till it happened, she couldn't feel her feet till they had stopped in front of him. she couldn't feel her hands till they where pressed against his strong chest, she couldn't stop her lips till they where pressed against his in a spire of the moment kiss.<br><br>she felt his tough wrestle with her's and a small moan left her mouth something that made her snap out of and she drew back abruptly, "I'm...I'm sorry...I dont know what...I....I have to go" she was flustered and her face bright red as she fumbled with her things putting on her coat and grabbing her things and she scrambled to the door where she hit her nose on the locked door running into it and not through it. <br><br>"Shit...." she said loudly.</strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 05:42:32</strong>
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				Heinrich chuckled softly as Constance apologized for kissing him though he honestly didn't mind the soft kiss at all. Her lips were far too nice for him to be bothered by the fact that he just technically kissed his student, or the fact that he wanted to do it again. It wasn't till she plowed into the locked door that Heinrich closed the distance on her again, catching her before she fell back to the floor, his strong arms easily holding her up. "Careful... You could hurt yourself if you keep that up. And you don't need to go unless you have plans. That kiss... It was nice..." he replied, smiling like the Cheshire Cat. He found the clumsy girl so much cuter for her simple flaws combined with her stunning beauty.<br><br>"Would you... like to take a seat?" he asked, trying to seem at least somewhat professional despite the fact that he would much rather pin her to the floor and kiss her again. His mind was set ablaze by that kiss, and he wondered just where things could and would go from there. Leading her over to the large, leather rolling chair that sat behind his desk, Heinrich sat Constance down and looked into her eyes, checking for any serious harm. "I tend to keep the doors locked after class to prevent students from cheating on tests," he explained casually, though the real reason was sitting in the locked drawer of his desk. In the drawer sat his reports on the class and his sidearm, both of which would be a serious problem should they be taken by student.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 06:21:21</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance stood up and looked at Henrich as she clutched her things, "No i...I should go or else...i just need to go" she said afraid of what else she might be enticed to do she was never really good with impulse control. "Could you open the door" she said as she walked over to the door and waited for him not wanting anything else, when he walked over to the door and looked at her she felt her heart tug once again. god this man could make me leap off a bridge if he wanted she thought to her shelf as she tried to look away but his hand on her's brought her eyes back to his. <br><br>before she could object again there lips had meat again and it was all so strange to have something feel so wrong and yet crave it, he had pushed her things out of her hands and his body pressed hers against the door she was pinned and felt herself get warm all the sudden. the kiss became so passionate she couldn't breath, this wasn't like her she was usually so reserved and yet she was making out with her teacher. she felt he leg go up on his waist and&nbsp; his hands sliding up her skirt, there was something about the entire situation her face was flush with passion as she tried to breath. <br><br>It was a furious kiss and she couldn't stop even if she wanted to and then the knock on the door stopped it all in one swoop, she was breathing heavily as she picked up her things and he opened the door a tall good looking woman with glasses looked at Constance as she put on her coat and walked out of the room her face a flush struggling to get on her coat as she went out into the elements. "Geez Heinrich what did you do yell at her?" Patty Forthright an American working for his real job and set up as a teacher there said as she walked in and sat a file down on his desk. <br><br>"Here are those file's on Olav Grindle....i dont know why you want to deal with that case...last agent that tried to bring him in and stuck there nose in his game got himself offed...." she said unaware what had just happened.</strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 10:02:48</strong>
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				"You have the worst timing..." Heinrich mumbled as he took the file and threw it onto his desk, rolling his eyes at the question that Patty raised, turning on his heel and leaning against the desk. "I take the cases I want, and that's all you need to know. If you have further questions into it, you can raise them with our superiors, am I understood?" he said plainly, waving the American out so he could get back to work. As much as he liked Patty as a person, she could be quite a pain when it came to getting him the information he needed or the equipment he requested. "Now Olav... Where are you hiding now..." he whispered, shutting and locking his office door before taking up his position at his desk.<br><br>The next couple days, Heinrich taught classes rather simply, seeming otherwise distracted. Even after classes when Constance was assisting him, it seemed like Heinrich was completely distant, his mind seeming to have left his body and go elsewhere. No matter what he was doing, he couldn't seem to focus completely on the task he had right in front of him.<br><br>"Constance, could you fix me another cup of coffee? Just black this time," Heinrich said without looking up from his papers, scribbling on one page while looking at another. It had been a week since their kiss, and Heinrich hadn't brought it up once in that time. They had been alone numerous times in that period, and yet he hadn't made a move on the girl nor teased her like that first day. It wasn't that he was trying to be frustrating, but even then, it probably did even more than that to Constance. "Also, please lock the door before you leave."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>06-12-2010, 10:40:29</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance thought for sure he would bring it up, but nothing for days and days it was the first thing on her mind when she woke up and the last thing she thought of at night. even during her opera classes and other classes it was the only thing she could think of and Heinrich just acted as if it never happened and she was so confused. even her brother heard the on the phone could tell there was something on her mind, but who could she tell or confide in and not be in trouble.<br><br>"Sure" she said to his request and she looked at her watch and then started to put on her scarf when she couldn't stay silent anymore it had been a week and she had to say something. "So we aren't going to talk about what happened the first day of school or are we just acting like it didn't happen?" she asked and then watched him. <br><br>Finally he looked up from his papers and that smile returned and suddenly she felt small again, just one look from those blue eyes and that smile made her fill so tinny in comparison to him.</strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 06:48:34</strong>
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				It was funny how a good memory could snap a person out of any funk they were in, particularly one that used all five senses to remember. The smile on Heinrich's face was a good indication of his better mood, as well as the fact that he was more than happy to talk about what had happened. "Well, since I don't regret what happened, I'd say it's safe to assume it's happened," Heinrich said in a teasing voice, his chin resting in his palm, "And as for talking about it... All I have to say is that it was a... very good kiss." His eyes ran over the girl again, taking note of the way she wore the uniform she was required to put on as well as the curves it hid.<br><br>"What else do you want to say about it? Or is it more of a do type situation?" he asked simply, standing from his desk and walking around it. It seemed that his personality from the first day was returning, and it was coming in force. Heinrich slowly pulled off his tie before setting it onto the monitor of his computer, causing him to look far more casual and less intimidating, though his size was still rather imposing compared to the small girl. Placing his hands onto the dark brown desk, he leaned forward a bit, his eyes meeting Constance's in a deep gaze.<br><br>"I'm forced to wonder why you brought up that kiss again in the first place though. Is it that you didn't like it, or that you would like to do it again? And if it is the latter, just how much do you want another kiss?" he inquired, his hand slowly moving out to wrap around hers. She found herself close before she could react, his body just barely spaced from hers, his lips hovering close enough to hers that she could feel his breath. She was intoxicating in the simplistic ways, and those very same reasons were what kept him wanting more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 07:40:30</strong>
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				<em><strong>This man could make her jump off a cliff she thought, as she looked so lost again. "I....I dont" she said as she found her lips occupied, it wasn't fare he was all consuming to her and she couldn't shake him not even if she wanted to. it was becoming clear to her that she didn't want to, she had never felt the fire he seemed to light with in her and she was totally lost in it. she felt him pull her into his embrace his hands searching her body lifting her skirt feeling the edge of her panties and she tried to catch her breath,&nbsp; he lifted her to sit her on his desk and he started to unbutton her top. <br><br>She was a girl possessed by passion, she made no objection how could she it wasn't the first thing on her mind. she felt his hands strong and large pull down her panties and that was it, the intentions of this particular situation where known and she was knee deep in the lose of her virginity. <br><br>Because of her none experience what to do had to come naturally so she unbuttoned his shirt and then saw his rippled body under it something that made her just melt, She wondered if it was bad to think of him as a god on earth he seemed to have that kind of power over her.</strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 09:39:48</strong>
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				Heinrich didn't realize what exactly he was doing until he found his hands pealing away the thin piece of cloth that covered her lower lips, the garment being tossed to the floor and discarded without a thought. He was taken over by the pure want of the woman in front of him, not even thinking about her as his student or assistant. Instead, she was the woman he wanted completely in that moment, to lay her atop his desk and take her over and over again. His shirt came off with ease before he leaned in between her legs, gently kissing the wet folds that lay there. His tongue snaked out past his lips to gently run along the soft mound of flesh, his lips pressing gently to hers as he stared up at her, his hand sliding up from her belly to her chest, giving her breast a gentle squeeze.<br><br>He took his time as he ate her out, savoring the taste of her juices as they flow out as well as the feel of her skin, every soft lick or gentle kiss would drive her on and closer to the edge. She was like an oasis in the desert and Heinrich found that he could drink from her for days without tire, his eyes locked to hers. His fingers teased the buttons that held her shirt closed, flicking the garment open as he was overcome with passion. "Just relax..." he whispered as he panted, taking a moment to breath before plunging his tongue into her, finding her spot and rubbing it with the tip of his tongue.<br><br>He kept this up until he felt her legs quiver on his shoulders, her insides pressing against his tongue as her juices flowed out and into his mouth. Slowly standing, he looked into her eyes and whispered into her ear as he laid her back, "Do you want me to take you..." It was at that moment that there was a knock on the door, causing Heinrich to let out a frustrated sigh. Grabbing his shirt and throwing it back on, he hurried to the door to see who it was, only opening the door enough so they could see him and he could speak with them. "This is a bad time. I'm giving an exam to my assistant. Can you come back tomorrow?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 00:16:50</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance sat up on the table she placed her hand on her head, a head that was swimming with more emotions then she would have liked. my god what was she doing she was going to go to far she decided and she looked around seeing her panties on the floor, Heinrich was talking at the door Olga wasn't taking com back for an answer. those blue eyes where pointed somewhere else and it was her chance, she put her panties back on and closed her shirt and fixed her tie just as he closed the door and she looked up at him. <br><br>"I....I thought she was....Hum" she was at a lose he had that grin on his face and her knees where weak, she felt her body throb again like she had when he made her climax only moments ago and she was stuck as her body seemed to deify her. it was wrong to wait for him to cross the room and kiss her it was wrong for her to get lost again, wrong of her to let him pin her to the desk and wrong of her to allow him to open her top and lift her bra over her large perky breasts. It was wrong of her to bit her lip as she felt him pull at her panties again and wrong of her to undo his pants, it was wrong of her to feel the head of his stiff cock against her wet folds and wrong of her to moan slightly when he pressed inside her. <br><br>Now she was in the thick of it and he was moving inside her, she felt the sting of her virginity leaving at the hands of a man she couldn't find the strength to say no to.&nbsp; </strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 04:47:19</strong>
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				Heinrich had lost all control of himself once his uninvited guest had left, his body in autopilot as he found himself stripping away the clothes that hid Constance's body. He was like a wild animal lost in the lust that was the hunt, his prey helpless under him as he prepared to feed. His hands gripped her now bare hips as his pants fell to the floor, his hips thrusting forward in a sudden burst of passion as he found himself taking the virginity of his student, and also finding no regrets in that action. He needed her in so many ways, and in this moment, he had her in most ways that every man probably dreamed about when it came to her. Her body hugged him in a way that he had never experienced before, his powerful body driving into her with vigor, thrusting wildly deeper and deeper, faster and faster till he finally found his hips against hers.<br><br>Pushing everything he could off his desk, Heinrich laid Constance out atop it as he pounded into her, lost in the throws of passion and lust as he fucked his student assistant on his desk. "You feel so good..." he whispered as he panted from his effort, his hips keeping a quick pace. At no point did he think that he was doing something wrong or that he should stop. All that he could think about was bringing this girl to another orgasm, to let her experience the pleasure of a man's body and to let himself enjoy the pleasure she provided. After a while, he felt Constance tighten, his thrusts slowing as her climax overtook her and his built inside him.<br><br>"I'm gonna..." he whispered, though found his voice caught in his throat as the pleasure held his mind back. He pulled out moments before he blew, unloading his seed over Constance's stomach and crotch. Panting heavily, Heinrich looked deeply into the young girl's eyes, his body shaking from the jolts that ran through his nerves, his hands held tightly to her shoulders, keeping her pinned underneath his powerful body. "Wow..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 08:50:54</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance was at a lose of words, she was panting and she sat up next to him. what had she done really, what had she done she had slept with her teacher her boss of sorts and she feared she could not be trusted to not do it again. "I....I have to Go" she said her flight sense kicked in and she couldn't sit still she rushed to put her cloths back on her panties eluded her till the last moment she put them on and her coat and dashed out leaving her school bag behind. she ran in the snow to the car that waited for her every night and it drove off to her apartment not far from campus. <br><br>When she got home she opened her door her purse the only thing she had with her and she dropped everything peeled off her cloths and got into the shower, she was shaking thinking about the sensation. she felt like warm butter sliding down freshly baked bread, she closed her eyes and fought with the mix of feelings that she had fighting inside her. here she was having had one of the most memorable experiences of a woman's life and all she could think of was how wrong it was, she kept trying to put things in there rightful place in her head. he was her teacher not just some man on the street the scandal would kill her families good name, it would kill her brother and that was who mattered to her.&nbsp; <br><br>during all these thoughts the thing that scared her most was she felt no real shame, she knew it was wrong but she didn't feel bad she wanted more and she knew she couldn't. she stepped out of the shower and put her robe on when she saw the stains in her skirt and panties, the last remnants of her virginity and it made her smile softly. it was amazing she thought when she heard a knock at her door, she threw her uniform in the hamper in her room and walked into the living room and past it then to her front door and she opened it seeing Heinrich at the other end holding her school bag. <br><br>"I...I...." she turned away from him quickly so she could tell a lie to him with out those eyes that made her tell the truth, "Please you have to go now...I'm afraid of what i might do if you stay" she said but all she heard was her door close and felt the heat of his body behind her and his strong hand rap around her waist and pulled her to him. her heart was pounding nearly out of her chest she was at a lose again she wanted this man but knew what she would risk if she did, "Heinrich I" she said when he whispered her name in her ear. <br><br>To hear her name through his heavy accent whispered in her ear was something magical, possessive as if he where marking her as his just by saying her name it was something she couldn't ignore. <br><br>"We cant...Its...what will happen if....someone where to know I...I cant do" but it was too late she was his the moment he whispered her name, the moment he touched her, she turned around to meet him only with a kiss.</strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 04:11:23</strong>
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				Heinrich could barely keep his hands off of Constance the moment he entered her apartment, his body acting completely of it's own will as he listened to her stammering. She didn't even have to do a thing for him to be lost in her beauty. It didn't matter that she was his student or that it could very well wreck his case should his superiors learn of his after hours work with this girl. He could only think about the fact that he wanted her in his arms despite, or because of, how wrong it was for her to be there. "No one will know... I'll make sure of that..." he whispered between kisses, keeping her held tightly to him.<br><br>Walking her towards the couch, Heinrich ran his hand along Constance's leg as he lifted her onto the cushions of the long piece of furniture. "Do you really not want this, or are you just afraid of the consequences? Fear is a strong motivator, but it can also be fuel for those who focus it. Take control..." he whispered, keeping his voice low. He knew that if he could convince her to push beyond the fear of what could happen and use that to motivate her to specific goals, then he could train her to help him in his cases. An asset, and more.<br><br>Sitting next to her, Heinrich ran his fingers over what skin wasn't concealed by the bathrobe she wore, teasing her senses as he waited for her decision. <em>Subtlety is the way to motivate a person's actions</em>, he thought, remembering the training he received on the subject, <em>If you can make them believe that it was their idea, then they will be more inclined to do as you wish.</em> Of course, while it was Heinrich's wish to have Constance, he could not deny that he it seemed she wanted him just as much.<br><br>"So, my dear, what will it be? Do you want me..." he asked in a soft whisper, gently brushing his lips against her ear, "Or not?" It was a simple question, and the answer would determine how he'd act next. He needed to know if she could handle herself under pressure, keep her cool enough to make simple decisions quickly and while being tortured, though in this case, it was with pleasure and not pain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 06:32:24</strong>
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				<em><strong>Constance was at a cross road she could be done with it now and lead a healthy life she thought or she could keep going, she considered the option and decided that she had to stop this wasn't good for him or for her and they would both loose a lot if they kept it up. he touched her skin and she couldn't help but tremble, his touch alone could make her give in and she tried to get her head around it again the seconds where ticking away when she opened her mouth. "I want you" she said the last part didn't come out she stopped there and there lips meat again as she felt his hands up her thighs and into her robe as he brought her onto his lap. <br><br>his hands where roaming on her skin and before she had time to pull his shirt over his head she felt those large palm's on her breasts and then he opened her robe as she lifted his shirt over his head. soon she found him shifting his weight and she was under him and she looked into his eyes as she started to unbuckle his pants and then his pants, his lips travailed to her neck as his pants where slid off and then he lifted her waist up to meet his. <br><br>There was something to be said about how that feeling is when he first slides&nbsp; himself into her wet vessel, she lets out her first&nbsp; moan for the first time. she was giving into it all she couldn't deny what she was feeling if she wanted to anymore and at the moment she didn't want to.</strong></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 07:19:54</strong>
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				With Constance laying below him, Heinrich moved his hips in a steady rhythm against hers, making her his own once again. His only thoughts were of their pleasure and passion as he pounded his length into her tight passage, every motion deliberate and powerful. His grunts and groans rang out into the the air, his hands pinning her arms above her head to keep her in place, his steely blue eyes piercing through hers. He wouldn't let up, even as her screams grew in his ears and their bodies ached with the pleasure they provided each other. Grabbing his belt from the floor next to them, he wrapped it tightly around her wrists, grinning a bit as he looked deeply into her eyes. "Trust me..."<br><br>Pulling himself free of her for a moment, he proceeded to bind her legs using the sash of her robe as he did her arms, leaving her completely at his mercy. He left her legs just loose enough to allow himself to slide between them, lifting her off the couch once her arms and legs were wrapped around his body. Pressing her back against the wall, he resumed his relentless thrusting between her wet lips, keeping his pace fast and hard. His body remained tightly pressed to hers as he moved his hips rapidly against hers.<br><br>Firmly gripping her rear tightly in his hands, he drove himself harder into her, biting and licking the girls neck to suppress his groans. "Do you like being mine?" he whispered into her ear as he pressed harder against her, driving his hips tighter against hers, grinding his crotch into her clit. He could feel his climax growing closer, though he tried to focus on her to keep himself from being pushed over the edge too soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Taught to Kill (cherry-1SAZ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cherry0pie0babe</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 11:05:00</strong>
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				<em><strong>"Yes....Yes" she moaned as he moved with with her at the furious phase, she couldn't contain herself with him he brought out this side of her that was so primal she surrendered to him and it was mind blowing the power he had over her. she couldn't hold it anymore she let out a final moan sounding more like a scream and her body trembled and she felt it, he shot his warm seed deep with in her and he seemed to melt into her as they both seemed to slid down to the floor.<br><br>He undid the bindings on her wrists and then she lifted her blind fold and she looked at him, what was there to say he managed to make her his and she didn't have much choice she wanted him more then she would allow herself to admit. "what do we do now?" she asked when he smiled and she felt herself sink into a kiss, that smile would be the death of her she decided and it was more then she could handle. he rolled her to be under him again and she looked at him his blond hair coming down in his face. <br><br>"you are too much" she said with a soft smile and he started to kiss her neck again holding her close to him it was comforting to her as she looked into those blue eyes, "Why...me....why do you want me so much" she was truly a girl that didn't know she was so beautiful.</strong></em> 
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