with your name on it

Ruby laughed slightly, biting her lip as she ducked her head slightly when Calum called her perfect, and she tried to hold back the grin that wanted to accompany. Hearing his offer for the jamming session, Ruby considered it for a long moment, her gaze meeting Calum's again. "Tonight?" She offered with a smile, and for once, she had no guilty intentions, because just sitting and spending time with Calum was what she wanted the most. When he accepted the paper though, Ruby rested into his side, laughing as she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. "I'm guessing that's you." She teased. "Hey, I uh, I gotta go." She told him, although she didn't want to. "My vocal coach is a bitch." She laughed, looking up to him with adoration. "I'll text you later?" She offered.

Ashton grinned with Amara's words, his arms sliding around her waist gently, holding her close as she hooked her arms around his neck. "That you did, and I'm so proud of you for it." Ashton teased, squeezing around Amara protectively, his forehead meeting her shoulder as she spoke, but he smiled as her perfume surrounded him. "Hi, baby." He greeted, happiness laced on his voice, but Ashton listened to Amara closely, grinning. "Yeah? I'm just glad you think so, because your opinion is the only one that matters." Ashton admitted, almost shyly, but when Ashton saw Amara's playful grin disappear, he looked up, making sure she was okay, Amara quickly becoming his priority. "I can't wait to put you in your place." Ashton teased, kissing her cheek gently. "And hey, for a big sugar content, that doughnut was expertly drawn."

Calum couldn’t help but to watch Ruby, grinning, entranced by her laughter, loving the sound of it almost as much as he loved the way she bit her lip and ducked her head. He’d never been so easily affected by a woman before but, dammit, Ruby had the best effect on him and he wanted to explore more of that feeling, he wanted to spend more time with her and discover all the ways Ruby could make him feel alive. “Tonight sounds perfect,” he decided with a grin, nodding slightly as he examined her, his eyes taking in the sight of hers once her gaze was lifted and he shifted, cupping her face gently before he leaned to press a kiss to her nose, then her forehead, grinning broader now. “I’ll be looking forward to a jam session with you.” And, he meant it, he really did - regardless of whether anything happened between them, the thought that he could share his love of music with her made him completely excited to be around her tonight. He would have loved the idea of just spending time with her regardless, but knowing that they shared a love of music, he couldn’t help but to be eager to really see what else could grow between the two of them. “Yeah, it’s definitely me.” Grinning, he held her to his side, rubbing her back, though he nodded slightly as he listened to her speak. “That’s fine, really. If you ever need me to write a tardy note or something, let me know, I don’t mind helping out.” He grinned. “Especially if it gets a bitchy teacher off your ass.” He winked teasingly. “Because that ass is definitely mine.” He chuckled quietly and shifted to kiss her temple tenderly before pressing a sweet kiss to her lips, nodding slowly to her words. “I’ll be waiting for that text. And I can’t wait to jam with you later.” He grinned slightly, showing he was honest with his words, only wanting to spend more time with her, no matter the circumstance.

Amara could feel her heart racing, her grin broadening when she felt Ashton’s arms around her, and she relaxed into his hold when he squeezed, lifting her hand to run her fingers through his hair once his forehead was against her shoulder. “Do you have a favorite candy? I can get those more often,” she offered up in a hum, though her heart swelled when he called her baby, and she swore she’d never wanted to be with anybody more than she wanted to be with him. “Definitely yeah,” she murmured quietly, smiling to herself, “Although my opinion isn’t always right.” She winked teasingly. “Sometimes I pick the wrong opinion on purpose, just to be a little shit.” She grinned slightly, but she laughed with his words, lifting her hands to cup his face. “Yeah? Sure it won’t be me putting you in your place?” Arching a brow, she smirked and brushed her lips against his before pulling back to grab a marker from his desk and she her smirk broadened as she slid his sleeve further up his arm, writing her number down on his skin before blowing against his skin slightly to dry the marker, watching him, and she pulled back to slide the sleeve back down, putting the cap back on the marker. “I’m glad you think so. I think it’s my best work yet.” Smirking, she backed up, setting the marker down. “But, now I have to get to my next class. I’ll see you around, Mr. Irwin.” Winking teasingly, she turned to walk out of the classroom, a pep in her step that she didn’t want to admit to having.

Ruby grinned when Calum confirmed they'd meet up that night, but when he cupped her face, Ruby leaned into his touch, and when he kissed her nose, Ruby scrunched up her face by instinct, giggling, smiling as he kissed her forehead. "I'll be looking forward to it, too." Ruby told Calum, biting her lip as she looked to Calum like he was the whole universe. Still, she laughed with Calum's offer of a tardy note, shaking her head in amusement. "This ass is definitely yours, baby." She promised with a grin, but when he pressed a kiss to her lips, Ruby returned the kiss, her breath almost being taken away. "I'll see you later, handsome." Ruby pulled away, giving Calum a wink as she left.

Ashton smiled fondly with Amara's words. "You don't have to get me anything, Amara, but I am a sucker for Sour Patch Kids." Ashton laughed, relaxing when Amara ran her fingers through his hair, exhaling into the material of her shirt. "Hey, your opinion isn't always right, but you're still great at expressing it." Ashton teased. "And you may be a little shit, but you're my little shit." Ashton teased, the sound of Amara's laugh better than anything Ashton had ever heard. "You can put me in my place, I don't mind." Ashton winked, pouting slightly when Amara pulled away from him, but he watched her closely as she wrote her number onto his arm with marker, grinning up at her. "You're such a peach, you know that?" Ashton asked, calling after her as she left, laughing all the while as he shook his head, biting his lip as he instantly fished his phone from his pocket to input her number, texting her instantly. Hi, gorgeous

Luke picked out a documentary about the second World War for his second class of the day to watch. He had taken a slightly easier approach to his first day - he'd introduced himself, explained the prospectus, and then stuck on a documentary while he mentally memorised every name and face he could, putting together a better lesson for the next time he saw his class. Although, the whole morning, Luke's mind hadn't once drifted from River, and his curiosity, and his desire to see her again, were beginning to drive him crazy. Toying with his lip with the thought, Luke opened the door for his class to enter, sitting at his desk and studying roll, grinning with hope when he saw River's name.

Sasha waited outside the English classroom patiently, shifting foot to foot as she spoke with the girl who's desk was next to hers about the exam they had taken the previous semester, smiling all the while. Sasha had thought about Michael all morning, and she was eager to see him again.

River made her way down the hallway with another girl from the cheerleading squad, listening to her go on and on about how she wasn’t looking forward to the tryouts that week - a lot of the members of the squad didn’t like letting new people in, feeling like it messed up the balance the squad already had. Instead of responding, River only listened, too busy thinking about seeing Luke again to really care to bother with the conversation - the other girl didn’t seem to notice, anyways, too busy talking and not really giving any time for input either way. As she approached the History class, though, she could feel herself perking up, and she grinned slightly as they entered the classroom. She could hear the girl beside her say, “Ooh, a hot new teacher?” but River rolled her eyes, moving away to find a seat, making sure she picked a seat far away from the other girl. Setting her bag down at the desk, she made her way back to the front of the classroom and offered a smile, tilting her head. “Mr. New Teacher, will we be writing anything today? I lost my pencil,” she mentioned, mostly just wanting to talk to him a bit before class could start.

Michael’s morning had gone pretty easily so far, and a big part of him was sure that he had Sasha to thank for that. With her encouragement that morning, with just meeting her that morning, he felt more at ease than he’d ever felt, and every nervous and anxious feeling he’d had prior to her entering the teacher’s lounge had completely wiped away, giving him a brighter, more hopeful and optimistic outlook on the rest of the day. And, knowing that Sasha would be in his second class made him all that much more eager to enjoy his morning, looking forward to seeing her again, because, while she hadn’t left his mind at all, all he wanted was to be in her presence again, finding it brought him more peace than he’d ever felt in his life. With his first class gone, he stood up when it came time to let the next class in and he made his way over to the door, feeling a hope spreading through him that Sasha would already be waiting on the other side and, when he opened the door and saw Sasha already standing there, he swore his heart stilled, a grin spreading across his face. But, seeing other students there, he cleared his throat, trying not to focus in on her, though he couldn’t help it. “Hi, guys,” he greeted, “I’m Mr. Clifford. Please, come on in.” Shifting, he moved out of the way, motioning for the students to enter the classroom, and his gaze kept going to Sasha, unable to tear his gaze away from too long - not that he even wanted to. “I’m your new English teacher and I think we’re going to have a great year. I’m looking forward to it.” And, more than anything, he was looking forward to the possibility of spending the year with Sasha.

Luke looked up as his second class students began to pile in, and his grin widened when he saw River, his heart beating just that little faster. She was beautiful, and Luke felt like something had gone in his favour because he met the woman he was sure was going to impact him the most. Watching River's movement though, Luke grinned as she approached. "Hi there." Luke greeted coolly, his eyes meeting hers. "Well, miss, lucky for you there's no writing in this particular lesson." But he slipped out a pen anyway, handing it to her with a grin. "Just don't lose that." He teased with a wink. Once most of the students had settled though, Luke stood to his feet and smiled, his hands casually in his pockets. "Hi guys," he introduced happily, seeing the girl that walked in with River staring at him. "I'm Mr Hemmings, I'm your new History teacher." He leaned against his desk, eyeing up his students, wondering who was the smartest, who was the troublemaker, who was the gossip. His gaze landed on River though, and his grin broadened. "I've got a bit of an easy task today. Our first prospectus is on World War II, so I pulled up a documentary and figured it'd be the easiest way to introduce you to such an interesting time period." Turning the lights off, Luke sat in the vacant front desk, his back to the wall as he studied his class.

Sasha lifted her gaze as the English classroom door opened, and she smiled when she saw Michael, her heart racing within her chest. Allowing her friend in first, Sasha followed, offering Michael a smile before going to her desk, eager to see his method of teaching. Sitting at her desk and pulling out her binder, Sasha sat in the back of the class, frowning when she heard her friend murmur to her about how 'gorgeous' Michael was - and although Sasha couldn't disagree, she felt a small hint of jealousy and protectiveness run through her. Shrugging off the feeling, Sasha watched as her peers sat down, her eyes not once leaving Michael.

River grinned slightly, perking up happily as she listened to Luke talk, and she chewed on her lip, accepting the pen, and she twirled the pen between her fingers. “I wouldn’t dream of losing this pen, teach,” she hummed out, winking teasingly before she turned to head back to the desk she’d chosen and she slipped into her seat, leaning back as she watched him. As he introduced himself, she smirked, admittedly feeling a bit of pride with the fact that she’d already known his name, and that she even knew his first name - something the rest of the students in the class didn’t have yet, and she couldn’t help but to hope that they never would, wanting to hold onto that little piece of Luke on her own. As he looked around the room, she leaned forward when his gaze landed on her, and she chewed on her lip as she listened to him explain the lesson. Still twirling the pen in her hand, she settled her gaze on the television once the lights were off before she settled back in her desk to relax, aware most students would probably fall asleep during the documentary.

Michael grinned when his gaze caught Sasha’s and he watched her as she moved, admittedly enjoying just being in her presence, but he wanted to talk to her one-on-one, he wanted to be near her, he wanted to really experience her in every way he could. He could see a few other people watching him, but all he cared about was Sasha’s attention, and he grinned when he noticed that her attention hadn’t left him, his attention never really leaving her, either. “Alright, guys, we’re gonna start off this year in a simple way,” he announced once everybody was seated, and he moved over to his desk, “I’m going to hand out a poem and I want you to rewrite it in your own words or even write a rebuttal - really, all I’m looking for is for you to be creative with poetry, too.” He grinned, holding up the papers before he made his way around to pass out the papers. “And, if you guys need help with any of this, at all, come ask me about it, I’m more than happy to help out. I’ll be right there at my desk or I’ll be coming around to see how everybody’s doing, so if you need help, just let me know and we’ll work something out.” Smiling as he handed Sasha hers, he watched her, chewing on her lip, admittedly hoping that she would come to ask for help, even if she didn’t need it, just wanting to talk to her. “And because there’s going to be a lot of these little activities, I’ve made a decision to look for a Teacher’s Assistant, so if anybody’s up for that, you’re willing to come talk to me about that, too. I’ll be making the decision at the end of the week, so it gives you guys plenty of time to decide if you want to give it a try or not - I promise I won’t work you too hard.” After handing out all the papers, he moved back to the front of the desk, grinning as he peered around at his students. “And I’ll even write a recommendation letter to college to whoever ends up with the position, if you do well.”

Luke waited patiently, biding his time. He knew the documentary was boring, but he hoped it would leave a good first impression for the students that he wasn't one of those teachers that forced a difficult task on the first day back. Still, Luke's eyes searched for River in the darkness, and when his eyes fell upon her, he smirked, offering her a wink, knowing he was safe to do so because nobody was paying him attention. Just like his gaze, mind and focus hadn't left River, Luke noticed her gaze was on him the whole time he was speaking, so interacting with her silently like this just filled Luke with excitement. Although he couldn't resist biting his lip a little at the thought of her on his lap instead of her seat. Clearing his throat as a boring part came on, Luke looked up. "While you guys watch this, I need an assitant to help me photocopy some answer sheets for my next class. I'm gonna pick a random name from roll, so..." Luke reached for the register, his eyes scanning the paper. "River? Would you like to come and help?" Luke pushed back the smirk that so desperately wanted to break free. "As for the rest of you, I trust you'll behave, or fall asleep, whatever comes first."

Sasha watched as Michael handed out the papers, and when his gaze held onto hers, Sasha smiled, almost bashfully, biting her lip, her heart full of pride as Michael handled his teaching wonderfully. Reading through the poem, Sasha almost immedietaly thought of a rebuttal, writing it down quickly, her handwriting rushed, but cursive. Listening to his words about a Teacher's Assistant though, Sasha toyed with her lip, silently debating. Waiting a few minutes before standing to her feet, Sasha gripped to the page she ripped from her notebook, walking to Michael's desk. "Mr. Clifford," she spoke softly, offering him a smile, handing him her poem. "I'm uh, I'm interested in the position for Teacher's Assistant, but can the letter for college be negotiable to a better grade?"

River watched Luke from the back, chewing on her lip, her focus easily more on him than it was on the movie, though she did try to pay attention to the movie as much as she could, since Luke seemed to genuinely love History, and a part of her wanted to really give it a try. But, when he started to speak again, she lifted her gaze, watching him, listening to his announcement, though she grinned slightly. “I would be glad to help, teach,” she chimed out easily, her grin broadening as she shifted to stand up, tucking the pen safely into her backpack so that she wouldn’t lose it or somebody wouldn’t take it, before she turned to head to the door first, though she glanced at him with a small smirk when she passed. Once at the door, she headed out first and, upon reaching the hallway, she leaned against the wall while she waited for him.

Michael had been watching the class as he waited patiently to see if any students would come up to ask for help or to talk about the position he’d offered up. When he saw Sasha stand, though, he straightened, trying to force back the grin that formed on his features regardless of him trying to fight it off. “Hi there,” he greeted quietly, taking the poem she held out to him, though he waited to read it, wanting to listen to her talk, wanting to focus solely on her. “Of course, if that’s what you would prefer. We can step out and talk about it, if you want?” He arched a brow in curiosity, both figuring stepping out of the classroom would give them an opportunity to talk one-on-one, but also figuring that it would make it so that they didn’t disturb the class. Mostly, though, he just wanted to spend time with just her, and he would take any opportunity to do so. Shifting, he stood up, motioning for her to follow him if she wanted before he led the way out of the classroom. “We’ll be back soon, everybody. Keep working, I know you guys will do great, and I’ll be back in time to help anybody who needs it. You’re allowed to talk amongst yourselves, though, so long as you don’t get too loud.”

Luke warned the class, once more, to behave in his absence as he gathered the papers. As soon as he'd shut the classroom door, Luke grabbed River's hand, although remaining subtle, and led her to the photocopying room, which he was told earlier was rarely used, and rarely checked up on, and Luke figured, if he wanted to remain brave, then this would be the perfect place to do so. Opening the door and flicking on the light, Luke allowed River to walk in first, and he followed her closely, shutting the door behind him with his foot, placing the papers down, his hands instantly attached to her hips as he pulled her closer, unable to hold back much longer. "Hi," he grinned down at her cheekily. "That Teacher's Assistant role really is open, when, you know, I'm not desperate to hold you in my arms." Luke teased, leaning to kiss her forehead with content as her perfume surrounded him in the best way. "I think you know I'm addicted to you, River." And even though his words were true, Luke held off from kissing her, wanting to know River wanted him to.

Sasha followed Michael out of the classroom, leaning against the wall with her hands behind her back as she waited for Michael, toying with her lip at the idea of even having two minutes alone with him. Sasha wondered how it was possible to even fall for a human being so fast, and although the idea scared her a little, she was still eager to pursue, eager to get to know Michael on a level beyond student teacher, she wanted to know him, his thoughts, his body, and biting her lip with the thought, Sasha looked at Michael as he shut the classroom door, offering him a smile.

River grinned slightly when she felt Luke grab her hand and she squeezed his hand gently as she followed him quickly, eager to spend time with him. When they got into the photocopy room, though, her grin broadened when she felt his hands on her hips and her arms slid around his neck when he pulled her closer, her gaze lifting to his as she listened to him. “Hi to you, too, teach,” she hummed out quietly, tilting her head as she examined him, though she grinned slightly. “If I take up that Teacher’s Assistant role, will it give us more opportunities to sneak away like this?” Her eyes closed over when he kissed her forehead and, hearing his words, she grinned, her fingers threading into his hair slightly, encouragingly. “Because, if that’s the case, I’ll definitely take up the position, because I can admit I’m addicted to you, too.”

When Michael stepped out of the classroom, he offered a smile to her. “We can talk in the teacher’s lounge, if you want?” he offered up, figuring it would be empty around this time. Shifting, though, he reached to take her hand gently in his, sliding his fingers through hers and squeezing her hand gently before he led the way to the teacher’s lounge. “If you’re really interested in the Teacher’s Assistant opportunity, I can bump your grade up a letter or two? Depending on what you would need?” He looked back to her as he opened the door to the teacher’s lounge and he let her go inside first, glad to see nobody was inside, before he followed her in and closed the door. “I’m sure your grade is already going to be amazing as it is, though, considering how fast you finished that assignment.” He grinned over at her proudly, shifting a bit to pull her to himself, his hands on her hips, though he held himself back, wanting her to know that he encouraged her desire to be a Teacher’s Assistant if she wanted to be, and that he was taking her seriously.

When Luke felt River's arms around his neck, he grinned widely, unable to stop himself, his grin broadening even further when she called him teach. "Yeah, it will." Luke grinned, biting his lip as he smirked. "If you choose to accept it." Luke teased, closing his eyes when he felt her fingers threading into his hair, squeezing River's hips gently. "I think that's why I brought it up." Luke explained with a small grin. "Because I just want you to be around me, all the time." Luke bit his lip with his own confession, but it was nothing but the truth, because River did something to him that he just couldn't explain. Hearing River confirm that she'd take the position, Luke grinned, leaning to press a kiss to River's lips, being gentle, sweet. "That's my girl." He grinned with encouragement, smiling down at her as he pressed his forehead to hers, wanting to have that intimacy.

Sasha smiled as Michael took her hand, offering his hand a gentle squeeze as she walked beside him, everything feeling so natural when she was doing it with Michael. "I'm definitely interested," she nodded, looking to him. "I finished last year with a B, so if I can reach that standard again and do well on the exam, could I get bumped up to an A?" She asked, following him into the teacher's lounge, relaxing as he shut the door. "Poetry's easy, Michael." She laughed, shoving him gently, but wrapping her arms around his neck happily as he pulled her to him, relishing in the feeling of his hands on her hips. "I've already got a secure job outside of school, so college isn't really necessary." She told him, her eyes meeting his as she smiled, biting her lip.

River perked up when she heard Luke’s words, feeling a slight excitement build in her with the thought of sneaking off with him like this. “In that case, I definitely accept it,” she murmured happily, loving the idea of just being able to spend time with him in any situation. “The thought of spending more time with you is definitely the best part about the opportunity.” Winking teasingly, she felt a grin spread across her features when Luke kissed her and she leaned into the feeling while it lasted. “God, I like hearing that,” she whispered, feeling herself relax when she felt his forehead against hers, feeling content and safe in that moment, grateful for the way he made her feel.

Michael grinned when he felt Sasha squeeze his hand, swearing the feeling sent a jolt of electricity through him that he couldn’t help but to enjoy, a feeling he wanted to experience more of. “Yeah? I think that’s easily doable,” he assured her with a grin, nodding slightly to her request. “I think going through with the position would really make it so that you deserve the A, anyways.” But he laughed when she shoved him and he shook his head slightly when he heard her words. “Not to everybody, and you did it fast.” He grinned slightly, wanting to encourage her, wanting her to know that he really believed in her. Squeezing her hips gently, he listened to her quietly, nodding slightly. “Yeah? What’s your job?” He couldn’t help but to be curious, always wanting to learn as much about Sasha as he could, though he felt a slight groan build in his throat when Sasha bit her lip. “Dammit, do you have any idea what you do to me?”

Luke grinned into River's lips, nipping gently at her lower lip as he squeezed around her waist. "Yeah?" He grinned, seeing her wink. "Because I'm excited to have you alone for ten minutes each time I see you." Luke grinned, his forehead still pressed to hers with adoration, studying her fondly. "Because you're already my everything, and I gotta know how you work that magic." Luke murmured, pressing another kiss to River's lips. "Hearing what?" Luke grinned. "That you're my girl?" Luke asked, squeezing around her once more. "By the way," he pulled a face. "I heard your friend call me hot." He tried not to look disgusted, but he couldn't help it, and he felt as though his facial expressions was giving him away. "I can't imagine how you're gonna smirk right in her face when you go back, knowing you're mine." Luke grinned, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Sasha smiled, but nodded. "I'd be satisfied with an A." She smiled in confirmation, holding Michael a little closer, although she had to lean on her tip-toes a little bit because Michael was so damn tall. "I just think that poetry's interesting." She shrugged slightly. "Plus, it was a response to the poem you handed out, it was easy." She rolled her eyes playfully, but she smiled with Michael's encouragement, appreciating it, knowing that this man, this perfect specimen, had his belief in her. "My Mom, Dad and Uncle run a veterinary surgery, so I help out there. Once I've finished school, I'm there." She grinned, moving closer to Michael, but she laughed with Michael's words, pressing a kiss to his lips. "Sorry?" She teased, running her hands through his hair.

River laughed against Luke’s lips when he nipped at her lip and he nodded slightly. “Definitely,” she whispered quietly, chewing on her lip as she examined him. “Ten minutes of alone time is definitely better than none at all, too.” And, she was looking forward to the possibility of just having these moments where it was just the two of them, regardless of what they were doing. She laughed, though, and peered up at him. “Already? Imagine that, such a coincidence, because I swear, I’ve never felt like this for anybody before.” She relaxed, breathing out with the fact that she’d actually told him that, not used to really acknowledging anything like that; she’d never had a reason to. “Yeah, that I’m your girl.” Perking up, she grinned up at him. “Because it sounds perfect.” She laughed, though, tilting her head slightly. “Yeah, you heard that? It’s why I’m not sitting near her.” She rolled her eyes playfully, but smirked. “Oh, look, you already know me so well, I’m impressed.”

Michael grinned when he noticed that Sasha was leaning on her tip-toes, but he leaned down a bit to try to make it easier for her, ad he pressed a kiss to her forehead, just enjoying the way it felt to have her this close. “Then, I’m sure you’ll make that A,” he murmured quietly, holding her closer to himself, his thumbs running over her hips gently over the fabric of her shirt. “Do you like poetry, then?” He grinned, examining her and just how damn perfect she was, swearing she belonged in his arms. “I wouldn’t say that’s true. Some people interpret poems different ways.” Listening to her quietly, he rested his forehead against hers, relaxing, breathing out happily. “Yeah? Do you enjoy working there, then?” But, when she pressed a kiss to his lips, his thoughts came to a halt, and he chuckled, pulling her closer to himself as he grinned. “Nothing to apologize for, sweetheart,” he assured her quietly, pressing another kiss to her lips, holding her closer to himself, as close to himself as he could get her.

Luke grinned when he heard River laugh, the sound itself so damn intoxicating that he just couldn't help his own laugh, because River just brought out that happiness in him. "Well, ten minutes will have to do until you're comfortable enough to spend time with me outside of school." Luke explained, pressing a kiss to her forehead, smiling down at River as she peered up at him. "I've never felt this way for anyone, either." Luke admitted. "But hey, if I'm gonna fall into the abyss, I wanna fall for you." Luke explained gently, kissing the top of her head, smiling with the thought. "You'll always be my girl." Luke promised, his grin softened to a smile so River could see that he meant it. "I heard that." Luke cringed slightly. "Tell her thanks, but no thanks, I've got someone perfect." Luke squeezed around River again, contently, being gentle this time. "Well, you're not exactly difficult to read, baby."

Sasha smiled widely when Michael tried to make it easier for her to cuddle him, and she laughed, biting her lip. "You're such a damn giraffe." She commented, fondness in her voice as she looked at him. Smiling when Michael's thumbs ran over her hips, Sasha exhaled happily. Hearing his words though, Sasha bit her lip, slightly anxious. "Don't think you're obligated to." Sasha told him. "I guess." Sasha shrugged. "If I'm honest, this was the first time I tried it." Her smile softened though, when Michael's forehead pressed to hers, and she relaxed with him as she focused on his voice. "I love it there." She told him, but when she put him on the spot with her kiss, Sasha laughed, holding him tightly, because she never wanted to let go. "You're so perfect." She murmured into his lips, nuzzling into him.

River grinned happily, leaning more into him as she relaxed, just letting herself enjoy the contact between them, loving the way it felt to be near him. “Oh, teach, you think I’d ever be uncomfortable spending time with you outside of school?” she asked in a hum, smirking a bit, though her expression softened when he kissed her forehead, and she shifted, pressing her face to his shoulder as she relaxed. “I’d be falling right there with you,” she assured him quietly, letting her fingers toy with his hair carefully, though she slid her hands down to his chest, her fingers curling into his shirt, just wanting the contact. With his promise, she could feel her grin broadened, and she kissed the fabric of his shirt happily, glad she wasn’t wearing anything that could leave a stain on the shirt. “I’ll definitely find a way to tell her,” she hummed out happily, though she closed her eyes, breathing out in content. “I guess that makes things easier for you, if I’m not difficult to read.”

Michael grinned as he watched her. “Yeah? As long as I’m your damn giraffe, I’ll take it,” he chimed teasingly, though he shifted, moving to tuck his hands under her thighs before he lifted her to place her on the counter, grinning. “Maybe that’ll make it a little easier for you.” He winked teasingly, though he blinked as he examined her. “Hey, I don’t feel obligated to, I promise.” Lifting his hands, he cupped her cheeks gently, running his thumbs over the apples of her cheeks. “If I bump your grade, it’s because you deserve it. You’ll be working to earn it - it would be the same for any student, they would be working for that recommendation, I promise.” Smiling, he didn’t want her to think that it was special privileges or anything, and he kissed her forehead before resting his forehead back against hers. “I’m sure you did great with it, though. I didn’t get a chance to read it, since I didn’t want to take my focus from you.” He grinned cheekily, though he nodded slightly “I’m glad you love it there,” he murmured quietly, leaning to kiss her again, moving closer to himself, murmuring over her lips, “I think you’re the perfect one.”

Luke smiled as River leaned into him, kissing the top of her head. "Are you ever gonna call me Luke?" He teased gently, squeezing around her gently, kissing her temple as he listened to her speak. "Well, the offer to come and hang out is always open - Petunia and I can use some company." Luke grinned, nuzzling into River's hair, just relishing in the smell of her shampoo, his grin broadening when River admitted she'd be falling, just as much as he was, but Luke never wanted to stop himself. Feeling River's fingers curling into his shirt, Luke sighed happily. "You're so damn incredible, baby." Luke murmured, shifting his hands under her thighs, lifting her to sit on the edge of the copier. Standing between her legs, Luke placed his hands on River's hips, peering up at her happily, biting his lip. "I like the fact I can read you like a book." Luke confessed.

Sasha squealed with surprise as Michael lifted her to place her on the counter, but she laughed, holding around him better now that she could reach. "You'll always be my damn giraffe." She promised Michael with a grin, smiling at him. "This is much better. I don't feel about two foot tall." Sasha teased, running her hands through Michael's hair contently. But as Michael examined her, as he spoke, Sasha nodded. "Okay." She toyed with her lip, but smiled as he cupped her cheeks, her smile broadening when he kissed her forehead, his forehead meeting hers so naturally. "Judge me as harshly as you want with that poem, though." Sasha laughed, kissing him gently when she saw his cheeky grin., returning his kiss as she hooked her arms lazily around his neck. "Yeah?" She murmured. "What a coincidence."

River couldn't help but to laugh when she heard Luke's question. “I don't know, maybe you'll earn it somehow,” she murmured teasingly, grinning broadly, though she lifted her gaze upon at him with curiosity. “Oh? I'd gladly hang out with you and Petunia any time, but who's Petunia?” Feeling Luke nuzzle into her, though, she could feel her heart swell happily, amazed with how content she felt, with how comfortable she was with him in such a short amount of time. When he picked her up, though, she gave a noise of surprise but laughed when he set her down, sliding her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as she grinned. “Yeah?” Chewing on her lip, she watched him and shifted to press her forehead to his. “Not many people can read me that easily.”

Michael grinned when he heard Sasha's words and he chewed on his lip as he examined her for a moment. “I will gladly always be your giraffe,” he whispered happily, breathing out in content, his eyes searching her as he relaxed. He chuckled quietly, though, when he heard her words. “I don't know, I think you'd be adorable at two foot tall,” he teased lightly, winking. Feeling her hands running through his hair, he leaned into her touch as he relaxed. “I'm sure you did perfectly with that poem.” Grinning, he let himself relax with feeling her forehead against his, swearing he never felt more at ease, and he grinned against her lips, squeezing at her hips gently as he nipped at her lips, holding her closer to himself. “Yeah? Quite the coincidence. It means we're perfect together.” Chuckling against her lips, he deepened the kiss happily.

Luke pulled away from River to roll his eyes playfully at her, brushing her hair from her face gently and pressing a kiss to her forehead. "What can I do to speed up the process?" Luke teased back, pressing a chaste kiss to River's cheek, grinning into her skin as he heard her question. "Petunia's my dog," Luke explained with a grin. "She's fat and lazy, but she's pretty awesome." Luke spoke fondly, grinning with the feeling of River's arms around his neck, his hands moving to press to the sides of her thighs, running his thumbs along the material of her pants. "Yeah," Luke confirmed, grinning as River's forehead met his, exhaling happily as Luke took a step closer, pressing a sweet kiss to River's lips. "Well good, because that makes me special." Luke murmured, peering up at her with bright blue eyes. "I wanna be the one, River." He told her gently. "Everything about you has me in a spin, I want you all to myself, always." And Luke had never meant anything more in his life - he'd had girlfriends, but none of them had ever left this kind of affect on him, and River was his future, he knew that.

Sasha grinned as she watched Michael chew on his lip, but she giggled with his words, shaking her head in amusement. "Dammit, that's the cutest thing ever, stop that." Sasha teased, her voice in a near whisper as Sasha relaxed in Michael's hold. Hearing his words, Sasha rolled her eyes, being playful. "Let's see how adorable you find it when I kick you in the shin." She teased, laughing when she saw his wink. "Oi, cheeky." She laughed, her hands still running through his hair, finding that the gesture relaxed her, their foreheads still pressed together, and all Sasha wanted, all Sasha needed, was for that moment to last forever. When she shifted closer to Michael, Sasha wrapped her legs around his thighs in the most innocent way, not wanting to give Michael a bad idea just yet - all she wanted was to be close to him. "We are pretty perfect together." Sasha confirmed, returning Michael's kiss with a grin. "Can't we just stay here forever?"

River smiled slightly, her expression softening when Luke kissed her forehead. “Just keep being you, I’m sure it won’t take much,” she teased lightly, though she listened to him talk about his dog and she laughed. “You’re not supposed to call any girl fat, teach!” Grinning, she toyed with his hair absent-mindedly, relaxing with the way it felt to be this close to him, to have the contact between them, to feel his hands against her thighs, and she leaned into him when he kissed her, enjoying the contact between their lips while it lasted. “I think you definitely are pretty damn special,” she admitted quietly, chewing on her lip as she examined him, “And I’m pretty sure you are the one.” And, while she could admit to that, there were other things she couldn’t admit to, but she grinned nonetheless. “What a coincidence, I definitely want you all to myself as well, because I wanna be your one.”

Michael arched a brow, grinning slightly. “What’s the cutest thing ever, hm?” he asked quietly, amused, but curious, too. Still, shifting closer to her, he watched her for a few moments, examining her, loving the way she looked when she was relaxed, but loving seeing her playful as well. “I can’t see you kicking me in the shin, sweetheart,” he teased lightly, though he closed his eyes, breathing out in content as he enjoyed the way her fingers felt running through his hair and the contact between them, though he rested his hands gently on her thighs when he felt her legs wrap around his own thighs. His thumbs ran over the fabric there, and he couldn’t help but to enjoy the peace between them, how content and at ease he felt in her presence. “We are,” he agreed quietly, though he grinned against her lips, deepening it for a moment. “I really wish we could, Sasha. I’d give anything to stay here forever with you.”