Kane Reilly (theyloveme) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2016-04-02 20:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: kane reilly, character: micah kaden, location: gymnasium |
thread; hot for teacher
WHO: Kane Reilly and Micah Kaden
WHEN: April 1 [backdated]
WHERE: The Gym
Kane usually managed to get the most amount of exercise from his regular lust-ridden events, but he still was a part of the Track & Field team by choice. It was important to get cardio and to keep himself in tip top shape, and it was part of why his stamina was as impressive as it was. This didn't just happen over night. So he did jog in the mornings before class. He never invited anyone to stay with him, so it was usually him waking up to a peacefully quiet room, or to a happily sated and exhausted lover. It was the former for him this day, so he hadn't yet tasted anyone to take the edge off him. Jogging was a good way to take care of some of that excess energy.
The demon was covered in a healthy sheen of sweat, shirtless with short shorts, and black wings folded behind him, when he came into the gym. The showers seemed like the right course of action next, since he would surely make a bit of a scene if he walked into a classroom like this. Kane ran his hand through slick dark hair, and his gaze always did have a tendency to wander. He caught a sight out of the corner of his eye, and it made him stop right in his tracks. At first he thought perhaps he was just trying to remember something very important he wanted to say to Micah Kaden. He was a teacher after all, surely this tingling need to speak to him came for a reason. He'd always admired the man on looks alone; he was a mountain and quite beautiful. Kane knew many beautiful people however, but perhaps it was wrong, to always look skin deep at them.
He found himself drawn to the man. For years Kane was the one who enticed people, who attracted them like flies to honey, and now he was being reeled in by a power he'd never felt before. He knew lust, a variety of lusts, he knew need, he knew desire and wanting, but this, this he didn't know. He thought of a good reason to be there, and usually he would know exactly how to look and say and flirt to get what he wanted. None of his old tricks seemed right, seemed worthy. Instead he approached Kaden with flushed skin and wide eyes, and he smiled. "Mr. Kaden, a moment of your time? I was wondering ...." What you taste like. What your dreams are. If your shoes are any indication of what I can dream of. "About joining the football team."