Sexy Librarian? (Asher)

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Today being Monday was a great day to get ahead on work or in this case catch up. You see Jaus Valentine had gotten delayed quite a bit for the beginning of the semester. A certain few bumbling incidences where he plowed headfirst into a woman's private areas. He might as well be keeping tally now. One point for Tsubame and her breasts, two for Carlee for landing face up in her ass, and three for Olivia landing in her couch. He was on a downward spiral and the stress of it all was starting to go to his head.

With his usual attire of tight jacket, weights, and heavy boots on his feet of course the jeans of the stereotypical teenager. It wasn't as if he was trying to impress anyone, he was here to study after all. Striding in somewhat clumsily as he balanced a stack of books slightly leaning one direction or another forcing him to over correct himself swaying an alternate way and swaying the other. That was until his shoe laces got bundled up under his feet.

"Huggahhh!"

Falling forward his books would fly everywhere scattering all over the relatively empty library his only solace of course landing face first into something squishy. Thank God for squishy things.

[Asher LeBeau]

Ash had been in the library for about a few hours. She had been up on a stool, standing on her tip toes trying to reach a book from the top shelf. It was one of the heavier tomes and she was going to use it for a research paper. The library had been mostly empty and she’d been hardly paying attention to the kid stumbling down the aisle assuming he could see past the books in his arms. That was until she stepped down and suddenly found herself on her back with some kid sprawled all over her.

Arching an eyebrow, violet eyes looked down over the boy on her and she smirked faintly as she watched him hands splayed behind her as she sighed and hoped that her skirt stayed down this time. One shoe was off and by the stool and the other was still on her foot and the fishnets showed the lace tops of the thigh highs. Laughing faintly, she shook her head and let her hair trail down over her shoulders.

“Well, this isn’t normally how someone asks me for sex, but that works,” she laughed faintly, looking down at him.

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A giggle, thats how things like this started, thats how these events had always started. One would think that Jaus would have adapted by now but justly so he was as perplexed to the scenario as he always had. Cheeks glowing ruby red and face lurching back far enough from her face not to give the wrong idea about the situation. It was a mistake after all. Entirely unintentional.

“Well, this isn’t normally how someone asks me for sex, but that works,”

Guh?!

He flinched, eyes lurching open with a frivolous shock in them and his hands that'd been placed at her sides normally pinning her down now patted the tile floor and pushed his body up trying to put as little weight on her as possible, in fact he aimed to do whatever he could not to touch her actually.

"I ugh....guuh, I... I tripped."

He'd stay there trying to explain himself as best he could looking down at his shoelace that'd come untied and was now dangled around the corner leg of a study table. His eyes would venture upwards towards where his books would have landed only to realize that he'd get caught up by her entirely strange set of hues. Strange but distracting.

[Asher LeBeau]

Asher let a small smile slip onto her lips as she looked over the boy, sitting up so she was pressed almost against him and instead shook her head, amused at the flushed color of his face. She was rather used to most people staring at either her tits or her ass, but for the most part, people stayed away from her eyes because they were not a normal color. Most people wrote it off to being blue but it was really a violet color and she had grown used to it and played it up when she wanted something.

As it were, she thought the boy was rather cute and looked at him and smirked faintly, leaning forward to brush a kiss over his cheek. “You’re a sweetheart and cute, but regardless, sex is frowned upon in the library, however fun and kinky it may be. I’d suggest you get up carefully, love,” she laughed, her accent trailing over her words.

White shirt was buttoned up over her body and seemed like a wet dream come true. Or at least a naughty librarian fantasy, since the only thing she was missing were the glasses and the uptight hair do.

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Every boy's fantasy was right, except for Jaus, alright that was a lie he enjoyed it just the same but was too tightly wound to indulge in his desires. However now was not the time nor place to be growing in desire, despite the fact that there was a roll of quarters in his pants just this instant. Hands would press upwards beside her waist picking himself up so that his knees were placed between her legs and his body would have been leaned upwards. A hand would be offered to her and help her up, he was still quiet all the same feeling the burning in his cheeks quite present.

"I ugh... Sorry for that, I was trying to study..."

He'd rub the back of his head with a right hand assuming that now they were upright at the very least, as for their proximity still unnervingly close at least for Jaus. His hands would slowly move down to his sides resting on the floor to give him a measure of balance, as for his eyes they were still locked with hers unstable and uneasily dissuaded.

"I'm Jaus. Nice to meet you?"

His voice unsure and shaky still dealing with the ordeal of bumping into her as he did so.

[Asher LeBeau]

So maybe the kid really was a klutzy sweetheart, but Asher had a reputation for being a slut at most opportunities. And here we said most, so for once she decided to just relax a bit and actually offer to help the kid. All other signs seemed to point that maybe she should seduce him as well…

Alright, she’d offer to help and then get him in bed. The decision was fast, but it always ended that way for her and she held no qualms about who she slept with or why, but at the very least she didn’t have a disease or pregnancy running rampant. And she’d never had an abortion. At the very least, she didn’t count her ex who was in jail, but that was something to deal with at a later date.

Asher sighed and sat up a little more, attempting to get her feet under her and collecting her shoes. “Studying what, may I ask?” she questioned as she slipped her other shoe back on, adding six inches to her five foot flat height. “And I’m Asher, but you can call me Ash,” she said with a faint laugh.

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She'd stand up gathering her full height once more which by all observations sake wasn't too high especially for his standards yet average for a female. Even she'd go so far as to put her shoes on gathering herself a bit taller, still however he was caught up with eyes. The doorways to the soul as they'd say and hers were. Spectacular.

“Studying what, may I ask?”

His hand would latch out for the closest book he could manage wrangling up a fat humanities book and dragging it along the floor more so than actually picking it up, the mere action alone showing the breadth of its weight. With and upwards motion he'd hold it silently beside his head letting his wrist crumple and set on the floor to aid helping push himself upwards.

“And I’m Asher, but you can call me Ash,”

The first of things being a smile, a small one almost unnoticeable but all the same he managed it bringing himself to his towering height and putting the book under his arm leaving the rest strewn about the floor loosely.

"Nice to meet you Asher, ugh if you don't mind helping me get a'hold of things...?"

He'd offer a small smile nudging towards the scattered books on the floor. An art pad, stencils, statistics book, geography, and two others.

[Asher LeBeau]

A small smile graced her features as she drew her lower lip under momentarily and nodded, catching a quick glance at the title of the text. She never had trouble with schoolwork, when she decided to do it, that is. She almost never did her homework unless she absolutely had to or was completely bored with work and play and then she’d do it. Although she never failed a test, always getting an “A” when it counted.
Nodding just a bit, she moved swiftly, crouching down to gather up pens and pencils, holding them before reaching and picking up the sketch pad as well as the statistics textbook and wrinkling her nose at it. Statistics was a boring class. Useful, if you were doing research, but boring otherwise. As always with any class that held some use for a profession that had a possibility of making a large amount of money.

“Well, Jaus, if you need help with anything, I’d be glad to assist you,” she said with a soft smile. Hey, she could be altruistic too.

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He still lingered on a bit of a rouge style of things, yes self conscious both about how to handle the situation, changing it from being an awkward exchange of words to something perhaps meaningful and interesting but he was strapped for ideals. He nervously fidgeted grabbing up what he could as Asher helped presenting the load of book supplies for him to get a hold of to which he did still barely shuffling along to get a hold of things before getting his fill and standing upright.

“Well, Jaus, if you need help with anything, I’d be glad to assist you,”

Well that was nice. He'd manage a smile back coming out of his lame little hovel of anti-social behavior. Leaning in he'd turn about for a moment setting the stuff on a nearby table and patting his sides down lightly.

"Well if you're any good at art I could use a creative eye....or just creative in general.."

He'd grin lightly turning to his stencil pad on the ground finding a bit of his creative works to be....whats the word. Lacking.

[Asher LeBeau]

It was a slight upturn of cherry red lips and a quirk in the violet eyes that made them sparkle before she nodded and slid gracefully into a chair at the table and propped her chin in her hand. Long hair flowed down her back, a little messy from her earlier tumble with Jaus on the floor of the library. Smiling slightly to herself, she hummed faintly and laughed quietly at the little doodle. It was cute and made her laugh, when not much really did it for her anymore.

“I can take a look, but my creativity usually lies…in a different medium,” she said softly, a change in her tone at the last words. It was true, she was quite creative when in the sack, but in art? Sure, she could draw if she had to, but she preferred languages and numbers over drawing trees and people. And she’d rather bang a nude model than paint them.

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“I can take a look, but my creativity usually lies…in a different medium,”

He caught that change of tone, though not quite sure what to make of it other then shift his lips into a smile a mock sense that he understood of course what she meant when he clearly did not. Honestly he somewhat hoped she was the creative fighter type of course his chances were slim at that allyway of opportunity and while most evidently she was not he'd be quickly making the fool of himself.

He'd shrug innocently moving back to the table and would pull out a chair like the little gentleman he was before sliding out his comical sketch book and ladeling it before her pursuing then to take the seat opposite.

He already had something of an idea as to her reply of his "artistic" works. He knew drawing wasn't his avenue of interest rather he was a clever scultpor. His hands bore the hardened truth about that crusted slightly from the touch of clay rough from dextrous use of his hands.

"So you'd pay to see that in a museum?"

A snide little joking laugh to reasure himself a bit knowing of course it hadn't been a serious bit.