Post by jazzyjess on Apr 21, 2010 13:04:07 GMT 10
Title: To Sir, With Love (Part III)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 551
Summary: Kel is a good masseuse.
Additional Notes: That’s it. I’m done with this nonsense.
Mandi, you now owe me in blood!
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“My wife politely informed me via phone call last night that I was not to return home until I had time to reflect and decide what was more important to me.”
They are sitting in the coffee lounge at the end of the Science department, and Professor Reed is sitting on one end of a couch, draining a cup of coffee. Kel sips her own cup of tea with her back to the counter, but sets it down when she sees the fatigue painted all over his face, coming up behind him and massaging his tense neck and shoulders with firm fingers. He sighs in contentment, and she swears she can feel his heart beating beneath her fingers.
“Was it something serious?” she wants to know, kneading his muscles with both hands.
“Just a difference of opinion.”
“Well sir,” she says, and she feels her face flushing, “I’m sure she’ll realise she’s made a mistake soon enough.”
“You are very kind, Kel Mindelan,” Reed says to her, looking over his shoulder and meeting her eyes. She moves back around to sit beside him, and before she knows what else is happening, they are exchanging kisses – with more than a bit of tongue – and she feels totally triumphant at last.
In the last couple of years, Kel’s friends have given a try at romance with her, or she has with them. Neal was a failure, but mostly because she had a crush on him while he was waxing poetic to every other girl in school. Cleon, in her freshman year at the uni, was all right, but he had a girlfriend back home and over the summer holidays they’d rekindled something special. Kel didn’t take it personally. Last year, she’d even tried kissing with Owen, but it was awkward because he is like a little brother to her, and even now she has trouble looking at him with a straight face.
It was after Owen, though, that she realised just how much she likes to kiss older men. She kissed her Scout leader Wyl once, but he asked her not to continue and since she likes his wife, she hasn’t pushed it. And she has kissed her sports coach Raoul a couple of times, and he has big hands and big feet and she knows what they say about men with those features, but she sometimes sees him as a bit of a father figure and thinks he probably feels the same way, so they mostly only do that when they’re bored after practise.
Though she has been kissed before, Kel has never experienced one like this. Her professor, to her surprise, is a little bit playful, a little bit pressing. She thinks she likes how he is confident without being invasive, and how he plays a little bit with her hair while holding her still with the other hand.
“What disagreement did you have?” Kel asks quietly, bumping her nose against his. “What could you have differed on to such an extent that your wife asked you to leave?”
With a sigh, Reed closes his eyes, looking weary to the bone. Kel feels a rush of sympathy and adoration. When he speaks, she is prepared to defend him.
“She thinks that four affairs with students in one semester is too many.”
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 551
Summary: Kel is a good masseuse.
Additional Notes: That’s it. I’m done with this nonsense.
Mandi, you now owe me in blood!--
“My wife politely informed me via phone call last night that I was not to return home until I had time to reflect and decide what was more important to me.”
They are sitting in the coffee lounge at the end of the Science department, and Professor Reed is sitting on one end of a couch, draining a cup of coffee. Kel sips her own cup of tea with her back to the counter, but sets it down when she sees the fatigue painted all over his face, coming up behind him and massaging his tense neck and shoulders with firm fingers. He sighs in contentment, and she swears she can feel his heart beating beneath her fingers.
“Was it something serious?” she wants to know, kneading his muscles with both hands.
“Just a difference of opinion.”
“Well sir,” she says, and she feels her face flushing, “I’m sure she’ll realise she’s made a mistake soon enough.”
“You are very kind, Kel Mindelan,” Reed says to her, looking over his shoulder and meeting her eyes. She moves back around to sit beside him, and before she knows what else is happening, they are exchanging kisses – with more than a bit of tongue – and she feels totally triumphant at last.
In the last couple of years, Kel’s friends have given a try at romance with her, or she has with them. Neal was a failure, but mostly because she had a crush on him while he was waxing poetic to every other girl in school. Cleon, in her freshman year at the uni, was all right, but he had a girlfriend back home and over the summer holidays they’d rekindled something special. Kel didn’t take it personally. Last year, she’d even tried kissing with Owen, but it was awkward because he is like a little brother to her, and even now she has trouble looking at him with a straight face.
It was after Owen, though, that she realised just how much she likes to kiss older men. She kissed her Scout leader Wyl once, but he asked her not to continue and since she likes his wife, she hasn’t pushed it. And she has kissed her sports coach Raoul a couple of times, and he has big hands and big feet and she knows what they say about men with those features, but she sometimes sees him as a bit of a father figure and thinks he probably feels the same way, so they mostly only do that when they’re bored after practise.
Though she has been kissed before, Kel has never experienced one like this. Her professor, to her surprise, is a little bit playful, a little bit pressing. She thinks she likes how he is confident without being invasive, and how he plays a little bit with her hair while holding her still with the other hand.
“What disagreement did you have?” Kel asks quietly, bumping her nose against his. “What could you have differed on to such an extent that your wife asked you to leave?”
With a sigh, Reed closes his eyes, looking weary to the bone. Kel feels a rush of sympathy and adoration. When he speaks, she is prepared to defend him.
“She thinks that four affairs with students in one semester is too many.”
OMG! You've made Lindhall into a whore! D: 
