Wolf. (justonenight) wrote in dis_ducibus, @ 2010-08-07 04:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | !finished, 2010/06/17, eunah, wolf |
Who: Eunah and Wolf.
Where: Psych. Class.
When: Morning.
What: Two people getting into something they probably shouldn't.
Mmmm. This had been a good morning. Wolf was a partier all-around and stuff, but even he could appreciate the quiet moments in life. Some "me" time. Especially after he spent a whole night with someone else. Pleasing them. Getting pleased. It was a pretty good deal all-around. But alas, as the sun came up, he had to make his leave. Sort of like a metaphorical vampire, except he didn't have to worry about turning into ash. It was more of a... not-wanting-to-get-caught type of thing. God, some people actually wanted him to stay.
Luckily, he made a clean escape this time around. (Again. Victory!) And he had enough time to catch a quick nap before heading off to class.
Mmmm. He took a seat in the room and rested into his chair, crossing his arms, looking cool and collected as usual.
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Eunah had a particularly uneventful night, following a particularly uneventful day. She decided that for whatever reason, she needed to sleep as early as possible because tomorrow was a Friday, and Friday was always the day people went out to have fun. Who wants homework on a Friday?! Ich.
Also, it was her first day tomorrow and she was getting jittery.
With a slow sweep of her fingers through her hair, she walked casually into the classroom. Her eyes glimmered interestedly as she looked at the people who were rather early for class. Her slightly wavy hair hanging loosely over her shoulders, she had an off-the-shoulder, long-sleeved shirt, and a pair of hot pants. It was a rather humid day, and the young woman felt the need to show a little bit of skin, just to tease the boys. As usual, you know?
With the steady clack of her gladiator-style stilettos on the floor, Eunah sat in a particular seat beside a man whom she hadn't particularly been able to talk to, specifically because this was the first time Eunah went to Psychology Class.
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...Oh? And who was this pretty little thing? There was something about her... Something about her that gave him a Bad Feeling, but he was going to take that as a challenge. A personal challenge. He liked girls that set him on edge. It meant that they were someone special, and it meant that they were a game to be played and won.
He craned his neck towards her with a smile.
"Good morning. I... don't think I've seen you before?"
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The sound of the distinctly masculine voice set the hair on Eunah's neck standing, causing her to tilt her head sideways to look at him. There was something rather unsettling about his presence - almost poisonous, inducing delirium. It was, in a way, as if she had swooned.
But then it struck her - she had met him that very morning. A smile apparent on her face.
"You haven't? Give it a minute." Eunah replied softly - in an innocent, but slightly sharp tone, as if admonishing him. Then, she gave a smile and went back to staring into thin air.
She had to admit though - he was cute.
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...Heh. Alright, her response had caught him off guard. People didn't usually meet his soft-spoken greeting with such sharpness.
That was okay. He liked things spicy.
If he didn't have his telepathy--Wolf would've been somewhat confused with her response. He would've wondered if it was sarcasm, or if they'd met before... Which, apparently they had.
"I don't think I'd forget a pretty face like yours," he responded easily. Which was a lie, because he had. He didn't remember this girl...
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Eunah smiled. Already she understood all too well - the spark of intelligence in her eyes, as if in understanding or in some sort of knowledge - was all too apparent. The interested light upward curl of her lips hinted at some sort of revelation she kept to herself.
"How thoughtful," was the only thing she'd say, before she turned her face. "... considering I caught you sneaking out of Mrs. Warburton's room - our superintendent for the dorm, by the way, and married." She slowly pulled out her cellphone, in a pretty shade of light, baby pink, and started texting.
"But you are thoughtful, nonetheless. And rather young, considering we're in the same class."
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Oh... snap. Wolf smirked. So she knew, huh? He had to make sure to be a little more stealthy during his runaways... But he wasn't going to complain, and he wasn't even afraid. She pulled out her phone at the end, as if she were implying something, but even if she did what he thought she was going to do... He didn't care. He already had a reputation in this school. Everyone knew that.
"I only speak the truth," he said, still smiling. Hey, it was the truth. She was a looker, and he wanted in--despite the bad vibes he was getting from her. He was starting to feel a bit of a headache, but disregarded it and continued on.
"You don't exactly look elderly, yourself, Miss...?"
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"Choi." She said, stating her surname. "You can call me Miss Choi." The headache she got from him worsened ever so slightly, as she immediately sent a text to her mother. If he had a habit of reading minds, he would read that she sent a message to her mother.
Omma, I'm doing fine here. It's my first class. Fighting! She would text in rapid Korean, to her mother.
That, and it seemed that she had a multitude of thoughts running into the background, and it was hard to tune into her confusing chaotic mess called her 'thought process' as she began to perk up a bit more.
The day was only beginning, and she was becoming a bit more animated. A slight smile appeared on her face. The glimmer of life was beginning to show once more on her features. "And if I were to look elderly, it would be rather strange to find me in a college classroom, no?"
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Wolf had a pretty damn good feeling that wasn't her first name... and he wanted the first name. But he would take this for now... just he wasn't going to give up until he cracked her completely open. He raised an eyebrow as he heard her thoughts, somewhat amused by the string of foreign words whose meaning he only interpreted because of her understanding of the language. Sure as hell beat sitting in a class and figuring it out from a text book.
"I've seen older people go to college," he smiled toothily. He leaned forwards towards her, putting an arm around the back of her chair and surrounding her with his presence.
"So you're new here?"
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Eunah's eyes closed with a light twitch of her eyebrows before looking straight at Wolf with a smile. His presence didn't bother her, in fact she found it cute that he was just trying so hard. Like... a foxy little teddy bear. But with a penis.
Tilting her head forward to lean closer to him, she would whisper conspiratorially - as if her answer was some sort of world-changing event that would save lives everywhere. Instead, she seemed hell-bent on arousing the male instinct within him.
"Yes, I am." She replied, with a mixture of innocent, attitude and sultriness. Just enough to make him think, or at least, any normal guy to think that she's defenseless but knowledgeable, or somewhere in between 'I regularly eat men' and 'New people excite me, yessiree.'
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Well it's not like it was hard to get Wolf excited. Did she think she was playing him? It might've seem like that now, but in the end he always got what he wanted--and it didn't matter who played who at the beginning if he won in the end. Think he was trying too hard? ...He may've taken a little bit of offense at that, but he knew that he was only getting started.
He leaned in closer to the girl, their faces almost touching, as his eyes glanced up and down her face. God, he wanted her so bad. It didn't help that she was playing hard to get...
"Why don't I show you around then?" He breathed quietly, meeting her eyes with his.
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Eunah's eyes sparkled ever so slightly, before she turned away. "That'd be nice - but not today. Introduction to all of the professors, and I'm going to go to the Dance Club audition." She replied. Wondering why the man was so very interested in little ol' her, Eunah simply couldn't see any reason why he tried. Aside from having a bad start, from the very fact that she caught him prancing about with her superintendent, she wasn't really so sure about being interested in a guy so early on.
But he was definitely all too interesting for Eunah. She knew almost immediately that he wanted nothing more than her body. It almost excited her, if it weren't for the fact that she had never been touched before.
And being touched now of all times, in that manner in which he seemed hellbent on - seemed to horrify her more than anything. At least, this was just from a generalized overview of how he looked and acted.
Then again, from all the historical romances she's read - reformed rakes were extremely great lovers.
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What, he found that offensive! Wolf wasn't so shallow as to only care about her body... ...No, yeah, she was right. He really did like her body. But there was just something about her, like something he wasn't supposed to have, and the way she brushed him off...
Oh. And he totally claimed first on her. Inexperienced people weren't exactly very good, but he felt he did them a favour by being their first. Give them a good time, have them wanting more, turn them onto the whole scene. It was like a welcoming committee, complete with cookies and brownies and everything. There was also just a satisfaction with claiming someone. It was like hipsters with their indie bands--they were into it before it got cool.
He craned his head to the side, still looking at her.
"Oh. Well, why don't you just give me a call whenever you're free?" He smiled.
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"I could - or I could just go to Psychology Class and see you every morning. I have Psychology on Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays." She smiles in reply, before twirling a finger through her hair absently. "I don't like giving my number to total strangers."
Eunah merely smirked. She never knew that Life would be so interesting as to throw a curve ball her way. Things were about to get pretty dicey - but she knew that there was something akin to Fate in the machinations of the world, and she knew exactly how to bend things the way she liked.
It was going to be fun, and she knew it.
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Wolf smirked. Oh, so it was on now, was it? Well, it wasn't fun if it was any other way.
He reached out a hand to gently touch her chin, tilting it so their faces were looking at each other. Was it a bold move for someone he'd just met? Probably. But he wanted it to be. He wanted it to be known that he wanted her. He wasn't going to dance around it.
"It's Wolf." He introduced. "Now we're not total strangers, Miss Choi."
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With a slight smile, Eunah let him touch her chin gently and tilt her face in his direction. She slowly went closer, and closer, and closer, barely an inch left before their lips touched... and she spoke. "The name's Eunah." She'd reply softly, before pulling back with a smirk, and removing herself from his presence.
"Now, I must get to seeing our professor..." She'd say ever so softly, before turning and leaving the classroom.
Her heart continued to beat ever-fast, but she ignored it. This was going to be a fun semester.
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And sometime soon, sooner than she probably thought, Wolf was going to close that small gap between their lips. In fact, they were going to be incredibly close...
He smiled arrogantly--he had gotten her name. That was a step, and a step in the right direction. He always got what he wanted. Always.
"It was nice meeting you, Eunah."
There was something about her that excited Wolf. It was strange--how he had a sick feeling in his chest, but at the same time he was incredibly attracted to her. Not just physically, but the whole package. It was weird how the two feelings mixed up inside of him and just made him... excited. Anxious.
How intriguing.