Spencer whimpered as Professor Carrow held her cheeks. She locked eyes again with the teacher, red tinging her cheeks as she looked into the dark eyes. She hadn't prepared for the sudden...compliment. She felt warmth in the pit of her stomach. This time though, she couldn't quite manage to push it down. So it dwindled.
Pouting again, Spencer had to think on her feet to get her thong back. "I'll...give you another pair. I'll give you a set."
Looking down, Spencer tensed, knowing that she had slipped up. After taking so much effort to hide her blood status and association with Muggles. How could she had slipped up that easily? Something had to be wrong with her, her mind was clouded over with arousal - something she was usually able to control and suppress. Thankfully though, Professor Carrow didn't seem to want to discuss it now. Maybe she would forget about it...
"No." Spencer shook her head and answered, much to quickly and defensively. "You don't need to check." she mumbled. Merlin, for some reason, she was even more soaked than before! She was beginning to think Carrow had cast a spell on her or something...
At the praise, Spencer couldn't hide her small but proud smile. She knew it was a good assignment, despite the subject. She knew she would be able to academically prove that she could handle making assignments. "Thank you." she said softly. They she remembered who she was talking to and tried to erase her smile.
Nodding, Spencer got back to work. It wasn't long before she had finished reading. She had to admit, it had been a good and...informing book. She took her time to write out a detailed assignment. Standing, Spencer moved to place the assignment on Carrow's desk before standing next to it and waiting on Carrow's next command. She kept her back straight, as usual, and her hands at her sides, habitually fidgeting with her skirt.