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I-
I let it happen again.
It was different this time, I know, because she kissed me this time, but-
I want her.
I want her.
I can't. I-
"Because I can."
She could, she did- but what I would do, if I could-- What could I have said? I find I can't even begin to remember the shortest of my thought processes from the moment she sets foot in a room with me--
God.
I'm-- I'm what, ten years her senior?
She doesn't care.
I don't care.
I should care, but--
My behavior around her- it's beyond ridiculous. Beyond anything I can put to words within the english language because I do not need to have those idiotic thoughts in my head all day long--
I shouldn't have let her kiss me. I shouldn't have given into that particularly moronic impulse. There are so many things I shouldn't have done, but--
I did.
I'm going to hell for this.

~ES

She avoided him now of all times, not after their mess of a kiss (could it even be called a kiss? That was a mystery within itself) but after... whatever it was that had happened their last meeting.

He was incredibly on edge, all the distance put between them just winding him up more. As much as he hated to admit it, he was nearly eager for the next time she'd land in detention with him.

She entered the classroom with confident, self-assured steps, kicking the door shut behind her and tossing her bag into a chair.

"What happened to being overly-confrontational?" Erwin asked cautiously.

The young woman shrugged, approaching his desk and slamming her palms down on the wood. "What's it to you?" She retorted with a wicked grin.

"Nothing," He answered quickly-- too quickly. She tilted her head.

"Really? Then I'll just be on my way." There it was again- that aggravatingly knowing little grin of hers.

Erwin stood up, folding his arms. "You have to stay for..." he glanced at the clock. "fifteen more minutes. You've skipped plenty detentions already."

She still didn't sit down, rather, standing up straighter, and glancing at him with a gleam in her eye.

"What a shame. You wouldn't happen to know of any ways to pass time?"

The first thing that came to mind for him wasn't the most appropriate. "You could do your work," He offered instead, sitting back down in the office chair.

She moved around the desk, smirking victoriously as she gripped his shoulders and straddled his lap.

He bit back a groan.

"You're really testing my patience, you know," He hissed tightly, teeth gritted and eyes clenched shut as she rocked against him.

"Relax," she was smirking again, as his hands, (however reluctantly) settled on her hips, a futile attempt to still her.

He swallowed thickly as her lips brushed against his jaw.

"This really isn't a good time-"

Her teeth sunk into his neck, not enough to draw blood, but enough to send a needle-sharp lightning bolt of pain (or was it pleasure? He couldn't tell) racing through his nerves. He bit back a groan as her tongue darted out to soothe the tortured skin.

"I'd really- hn--rather do this later," He ground out, trying to preserve some of his decorum (which was slipping away at an alarming rate) and she eyed him wearily.

"I told you before, you're a terrible liar."

Erwin's pants were getting painfully tight, and she wasn't showing any signs of giving in to his half-hearted protests. Insipid little twit of a girl (No matter how many times he called her names in his head, it didn't stop the absolutely asinine desire he had to completely ravish her, public place or not).

He gave in.

His hands shifted downward, kneading her backside and yanking her closer, closer, yes, close enough for him to press his mouth to hers, close enough for him to pry her lips open with his tongue.

She whimpered against his mouth- he was rolling his hips, thrusting his erection between her thighs, hot and hard and thick, more so than she had even thought possible.

The little timer on his desk rang, signaling the end of the detention.

He groaned. "Of all times-"

She shrugged. "So, I can stay a little longer. No big deal."

"I have a meeting," he said reluctantly.

"You should've told me before-"

He cut her off with a scowl. "As if you were even listening to anything I was saying!"

"... Fine. Go to your stupid meeting."

Description
I-
I let it happen again.
It was different this time, I know, because she kissed me this time, but-
I want her.
I want her.
I can't. I-
"Because I can."
She could, she did- but what I would do, if I could-- What could I have said? I find I can't even begin to remember the shortest of my thought processes from the moment she sets foot in a room with me--
God.
I'm-- I'm what, ten years her senior?
She doesn't care.
I don't care.
I should care, but--
My behavior around her- it's beyond ridiculous. Beyond anything I can put to words within the english language because I do not need to have those idiotic thoughts in my head all day long--
I shouldn't have let her kiss me. I shouldn't have given into that particularly moronic impulse. There are so many things I shouldn't have done, but--
I did.
I'm going to hell for this.

~ES

She avoided him now of all times, not after their mess of a kiss (could it even be called a kiss? That was a mystery within itself) but after... whatever it was that had happened their last meeting.

He was incredibly on edge, all the distance put between them just winding him up more. As much as he hated to admit it, he was nearly eager for the next time she'd land in detention with him.

She entered the classroom with confident, self-assured steps, kicking the door shut behind her and tossing her bag into a chair.

"What happened to being overly-confrontational?" Erwin asked cautiously.

The young woman shrugged, approaching his desk and slamming her palms down on the wood. "What's it to you?" She retorted with a wicked grin.

"Nothing," He answered quickly-- too quickly. She tilted her head.

"Really? Then I'll just be on my way." There it was again- that aggravatingly knowing little grin of hers.

Erwin stood up, folding his arms. "You have to stay for..." he glanced at the clock. "fifteen more minutes. You've skipped plenty detentions already."

She still didn't sit down, rather, standing up straighter, and glancing at him with a gleam in her eye.

"What a shame. You wouldn't happen to know of any ways to pass time?"

The first thing that came to mind for him wasn't the most appropriate. "You could do your work," He offered instead, sitting back down in the office chair.

She moved around the desk, smirking victoriously as she gripped his shoulders and straddled his lap.

He bit back a groan.

"You're really testing my patience, you know," He hissed tightly, teeth gritted and eyes clenched shut as she rocked against him.

"Relax," she was smirking again, as his hands, (however reluctantly) settled on her hips, a futile attempt to still her.

He swallowed thickly as her lips brushed against his jaw.

"This really isn't a good time-"

Her teeth sunk into his neck, not enough to draw blood, but enough to send a needle-sharp lightning bolt of pain (or was it pleasure? He couldn't tell) racing through his nerves. He bit back a groan as her tongue darted out to soothe the tortured skin.

"I'd really- hn--rather do this later," He ground out, trying to preserve some of his decorum (which was slipping away at an alarming rate) and she eyed him wearily.

"I told you before, you're a terrible liar."

Erwin's pants were getting painfully tight, and she wasn't showing any signs of giving in to his half-hearted protests. Insipid little twit of a girl (No matter how many times he called her names in his head, it didn't stop the absolutely asinine desire he had to completely ravish her, public place or not).

He gave in.

His hands shifted downward, kneading her backside and yanking her closer, closer, yes, close enough for him to press his mouth to hers, close enough for him to pry her lips open with his tongue.

She whimpered against his mouth- he was rolling his hips, thrusting his erection between her thighs, hot and hard and thick, more so than she had even thought possible.

The little timer on his desk rang, signaling the end of the detention.

He groaned. "Of all times-"

She shrugged. "So, I can stay a little longer. No big deal."

"I have a meeting," he said reluctantly.

"You should've told me before-"

He cut her off with a scowl. "As if you were even listening to anything I was saying!"

"... Fine. Go to your stupid meeting."