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This is a library! (Fish and Candira)

"Th-the section.." He said, as she took the book, his eyes looking up to hers, a lustful sense in his own, meeting hers, which were quite mysterious. "Th-thanks." He said, as she handed the book back to him. "We-well I guess I'd better get back to work." He said, standing in front of her for a few moments, not moving. He really wanted to stay in front of her a bit longer.. Even if it was just to smell her perfume.
 
"Are you feeling alright?" she asked him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "You seem to be...a little off. If you want, I can take you to a study room where there are less distractions." She smiled charmingly and took his hand, walking him back toward his table. She wondered if her flirting had made him that way.
 
Her hand was on his shoulder. He could feel the beads of sweat coming from his head. "U-uhhh.." Less distractions? Did that mean he wouldn't see her? He didn't want that... Anything, but that. It would be like starving as you smelled a feast in the other room... And he needed to get his fill... She took his hand, and he blushed a little. "U-uh.. There's no one else here to distract me, though." He said softly, his hand squeezing hers lightly. "Just you."
 
And then she got her answer. She had, indeed, made this young man incredibly nervous because he really didn't know what he was supposed to do. V chuckled and let go of his hand. "I suppose I am rather distracting, huh? I'll finish my book cart and get out of your hair." She had a feeling, however, that it wouldn't be that easy to get rid of him. And he did deserve a little something for the effort to contain himself. Besides, he was funny.

"But if you're still here when we lock up for the night, would you mind walking me to my car? There've been reports of people waiting outside residence halls to attack women, so I can only imagine that they're everywhere now. Be my hero?" she asked, pressing against him just a little. He was cute, and if he played his cards right, she'd let him get some.
 
That chuckle; her laugh once more. He closed his eyes for a moment to savor the sound, letting it ring through his ears once more. "Th-that's okay.." He said, not wanting his distraction to be taken away from him. "I can stay out here, it's no big deal.." He replied, hoping that the 'no big deal' part wouldn't persuade her to insist that he go into the other room. Maybe she was disturbed that he was ogling her...

He stood up straight again, having been slouching between every encounter their bodies made to help himself relax in some manner, when the situation was anything but relaxing. "R-really?" He asked, trying to recall something like that being true or not. He sure hadn't heard anything about it... "S-sure." He laughed lightly with his deep voice and smirked, letting his arm brush against her breast a little as she brushed up against him. "I'd be glad to." He stood there for a moment before taking his seat again at the table, setting the still warm copies down upon it.
 
"Thanks," V said with a little smile. "I'll see you later then," she said before heading back to her book cart. A few hours passed until the library finally started shutting down. V stood at the circulation desk, waiting for the few last minute check outs. Students were walking around clearing everyone out. Soon, the head librarian was the only worker left, and she was just finishing the closing tasks for the front desk. She wondered if her new friend was still around.
 
Matt had remained vigilant when asked to leave by the other patrons, saying he just had something else to do first. Eventually everyone filtered out and he checked his watch, as the outside lights turned off at midnight exactly. He got his things and walked up to the front desk with a few books, the rest he'd put away, hiding from the other patrons. "H-hi." He smiled, waving a bit. "Did you still want me to be your escort?" He asked.
 
"It'd be a load off of my mind if you would be," she said softly, wondering if he'd catch the double meaning. She locked up the desk, powered down the computer and armed the alarms before pulling on her jacket and holding her hand out to him. "Let's go. Oh, I don't think I ever asked your name. Would you mind telling me who I should thank?" she asked, leaning forward just a little so he could see more of her cleavage. She'd tortured the poor boy enough, but she couldn't resist one more poke at his desire.
 
A load off your mind? I'd like to blow a load... He smiled. "Certainly." He watched her lock up, catching the shape of her body in the corner of his eye or when she'd turn around or in reflections on objects. He looked down at her hand and then up at her. She wants me to hold her hand? He took it and smiled, feeling electricity surging from their touch. "M-M-Matthew." He smiled weakly up at her, his eyes catching her cleavage once more, before he looked up and away, hoping she hadn't caught him. Or did he hope that...?
 
She noticed and it made her smile. "Hmm, I'll have to think of a reward for you, Matthew. I know! How about you come home with me and I'll give you some food to take home with you? I know the food at dining service starts to all taste the same around this time. What do you say?" Really, she was going to offer him a bit more than that, but he needed an excuse.
 
"Wh-Sure!" He smiled, opening the door for her and holding it open as she walked through, then locked it. "That would be great." He said, almost wanting to brush off the good deed politely, but he wanted to be near this woman as long as possible. The two of them began to walk, and he opened all of the doors for her, his hand getting a bit sweaty in hers, he tried to relax, so she wouldn't notice, trying not to squeeze her hand too much, or let his body brush against hers... So much going on in his mind, yet there were so many distractions..
 
V had to chuckle at the young man's attentions. He was quite amusing, and despite his obvious nervousness, quite charming. After a few moments, they reached her car. She unlocked the doors and slide in on her side, her skirt revealing a bit more thigh than she meant to, but it wasn't enough to alarm her. So she started the car and buckled up, waiting for her passenger to do the same. "So tell me, Matt, what's your major? Where do you live? I'm sure you'll be needing a ride back to your place," she said with a grin.
 
He looked at her car, and stood by the other door as she unlocked the door for him, biting his lip. He looked up at the moon and took a deep breath, swallowing his fear and opened the door. "I'm majoring in art, and I like on Fremont." He said, smiling over to her. Back to my place? He swallowed again, noticing her thighs, his tongue wishing it could switch sense with his eyes. My place... With her... He bit his lip. Or her place... Oh, how weak his heart was. He shifted, trying to control himself as they began to drive to her house.
 
"Ah, I thought you might live in one of the dorms, but you live on Fremont, huh? In a house or an apartment?" she asked, wondering suddenly if he hand room mates. Perhaps if he didn't, he'd be seeing much more of her. "I live just a few blocks from Fremont."
 
"Just a little apartment all to myself.." He said, laughing, thinking about what she would think of his rundown building when/if she saw it. "Oh yeah? Maybe we could carpool." He joked, thinking about having sex in both a car and a pool, and biting his lip. It was at least getting easier to talk to her.
 
"Wow, it must be nice to not have to worry about roommates." V smiled and pulled up in front of a small house, parking in her driveway. "C'mon, we'll get you a little something for all your trouble," the sexy librarian said, baring just a bit more of her thighs as she got out before pushing her skirt back down. "Come inside," she said, leading him to the door.
 
"Yeah, it is." He smiled, his eyes darting over lustfully to her nice, thick thighs, he licked his lips as he got out of the car. "Alright." He smiled, his heart pounding once more as he walked with her to the door. They soon entered and he looked around. "Wow, I like your house. It's small, but it's homey. It seems like a nice place to be." He smiled at her as they walked into the kitchen.
 
"It is," Veronica said, "but it gets a little lonely sometimes." She smiled at him for a long moment before going to the fridge. "Take your pick. I've got all kinds of things made up for the week. Chilli, stew, spaghetti, monster dip, egg-bacon-cheese bake. Just tell me what you might like." She smiled and bent over to get some tupperware out, her nice ass giving him a lovely show. It was over in a few moments however.

V smiled and set the containers down on the counter, waiting for him to make his selections before saying, "So I've noticed you checking me out. To be honest, I think you're pretty cute yourself. If you wanted to fool around a little tonight, I'd be more than happy to help you out."
 
He walked over to the refrigerator, looking through the shelves, rubbing his chin. "Ah, I don't really mind.. Anything is fine." He smiled, looking over to her, only to realize she was giving him a nice view of her fine ass. He bit his lip and looked back into the fridge, moving closer, for the coolness, to turn him off to some degree and to cool him off. He pilfered through the items as she began to talk more, knocking something out and onto the floor, even though it didn't shatter or splatter.

"Ff..." He looked down and then started picking it up quickly, fixing the foil over the top if it. "Ffff-what?" he asked, his voice tweaking a bit for obvious reasons. "I wasn't... That's not why I did this.." He said sweating, his heart pounding in his chest. He wondered if she could feel it, too.
 
V shook her head and chuckled. "Oh, I know. You've done really well at trying to keep your attraction hidden, and I know you were just trying to be nice. But what can I say? I'm a dirty old woman and I like to fool around too." She scooped up the container with ease and grace before putting it away. "If you don't want to, that's perfectly fine. I won't bother you about it again and you can just take some food and be on your merry way."
 
It was almost like he didn't want to admit it. Like this was some kind of set-up, like he was going to get played if he did admit. He looked over at her and bit his lip. Better to try and fail than to give up and never know. "U-uh.." He stood up and closed the fridge door. "I would... love to do that." He smiled a bit, timidly.
 
She smiled at him and slid her coat off, tossing it onto the table before taking his hand in hers. "Well then, come with me," she said, pulling him close to her so that they were barely an inch apart. V's lips gently pressed against his and she held him tight to her, enjoying the way he felt. After a few moments, she pulled away and took her glasses off, setting them on the table and leading him further into her house until they reached a small bedroom. "No need to hold back now," she said softly. "We're free to do whatever we want here.
 
He took his hands into hers, a bit more courageously now and looked up and into her eyes, his lips brushing hers, he pursed his own, his body tight against her body, and closed his eyes for a moment in pleasure. He looked around her bedroom and then at her. Matthew swallowed, his adam's apple bouncing and he leaned in, kissing her on the lips, closing his eyes as he put one hand behind her head, his other arm wrapping around her waist as his tongue asked for permission.

(I love this RP.)
 
((^^ I'm glad))

V kissed him back softly, coming closer to him. She smiled softly as his tongue begged to enter her path. Her mouth opened generously for him, her tongue coming to meet his. As his arms encircled her, she couldn't help but relax just a little, the tension between them coming to a climax, slowly dissipating. She let him hold her there, her arms slowly wrapping around his waist, having nowhere else to go.
 
He smiled into the kiss as her lips parted and her tongue met his, his tongue playing with hers slowly and somewhat sloppily; Matthew wasn't exactly the most professional french kisser. He tilted his head as they kissed, his eyes still closed tightly and pushed up against her more actually walking with her until they reached the wall next to the bed. He pushed her up against the wall and smiled more, opening his eyes to catch hers as his hand came off of the back of her head, to her cheek, to brush her blond hair out of her face. His hands then traveled around her waist, and rested over her ass.

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