Square nothing [Zo]

[Zoelle Heroux]

There was certainly no doubt that he was enjoying her teasing, which was obviously the desired effect. She had been going through a little bit of a dry spell lately - something she'd never admit to anyone of course - so it was a good reminder that she really was as hot as she thought.

Honestly, the way she viewed things was that this whole interaction was two very separate things. There was the assignment that he was paying her for, and then there was the negotiation of this friends with benefits situation. It was only natural really. Benefits was so vague after all... There was a certain amount implied, but it never hurt to iron out the details. Really, the bargaining for the assignment didn't matter much for her. Of course, she really did want to save up so she could get another tattoo as soon as she turned 18, but really it was mostly so he didn't think she was the sort of person who did things to be nice. Because she wasn't. She only did things when there was something in it for her.

The friends with benefits proposal was pretty appealing though. It could be nice to have someone to rely on for all her whims. Not to mention, he seemed to have the same attitude she did. Maybe it really could be that simple. As long as feelings weren't involved, she'd be happy. Feelings ruined everything.

She grinned as he called her funny. "I know, I'm just hysterical," she said oh so modestly. At this point she didn't care much about the assignment - just so long as it got done. But the slow pace was part of the game, regardless of how impatient they both obviously were, she had to draw it out at least a little more. Or at least attempt to.

Zo did laugh at his remark about him not focusing on the assignment. "That is a very good point," she agreed. "So then, just what will you be focusing on?"

Still, he agreed to the arrangement, so that was all well and good. She matched his smirk with one of her own, completely unphased as he leaned in close. "Glad you agree," she purred. Now she was just curious to see if he was the type who would keep distracting her, knowing it only prolonged the teasing or if he'd try to be patient so she could finish sooner and they could get to the real fun faster.

[Lucas Blacke]

He got up from his seat when she was talking to him and asked him what he'd be focusing on if not on the assignment, obviously he'd be focusing on her for the very same reason she would probably be focused on him in a few minutes. But first things were first, she'd have to finish the assignment before any of the real fun could take place. Surely teasing her and playing the distracting boytoy would be fun but it'd make their arrangement have to wait, and since Luke quite liked what he knew was going to happen he did figure to let her get to the less important stuff first and get this whole assignment over with.

Walking over to the front of the classroom he ran his hand over the desk of the teacher. ''Yes, what am I going to be focusing on?'' He teasingly said as he opened a few of the drawers and found a horde of crayons in one of them. He took them out as they were in a carton and put them in his backpocket, keeping one over to have some unrelated fun. ''Am I gonna focus on how I'm gonna make ya scream? Make ya beg for more?'' He said blatantly with his back turned to her as he took the crayon to the blackboard and began drawing. After all, he'd seen enough people drawing stuff on blackboards to be able to do it himself.

''I dunno really, ya can fill in the blanks yerself.''

His hand began moving as he drew a picture of someone with a stick up their ass in chalk, beginning with the stick.

''Yer gonna get a stick like that, promise.'' He winked at her as his hand continued moving even with Luke looking at the girl doing their assignment, or trying to.

[Zoelle Heroux]

He got up then, and she found herself confused and curious about just what he intended to do. As he walked to the front and began rummaging in the teacher's desk drawer, she was even more baffled. Until he produced the carton of chalk. Even as he attempted to tease her with his words, she was only half listening.

"Someone seems awfully sure of themselves," she said with a small smirk. Of course, she had never been a quiet person, but he didn't know that. Though she certainly never begged. Tricked maybe, but groveling was beneath her. Her gaze was focused on the paper in front of her though as she finished transcribing the answers to the problems. She was aiming for a high B. Believable of two students who were failing and yet high enough to boost their grades into the clear.

He spoke again then, drawing her eye briefly to the chalkboard. She scoffed and rolled her eyes. Boys. They were so needy for attention. She hoped he was at least half as good as he claimed to be though. She had high expectations.

It wasn't until she moved to sign her name at the top of the paper that she realized something. She had already made arrangements with this guy, and she didn't even know his name yet. How weird. It was a little impressive really though.

"So, since it seems we'll be getting to know each other really well in the near future... perhaps we should finally bother with introductions?" she suggested lazily without looking up, her pencil still moving across the paper.

[Lucas Blacke]

''I don't just seem sure of meself, I am.'' He jested. The drawing was just about done as he added the name of the teacher to it, maybe this would somehow lead the guy to the idea that the assignment wasn't really theirs. Still, if he had to redo it he'd just watch an awesome lecture on something really difficult and just transcribe that, besides, if he got in trouble for it what would he do? Get his parents involved? He hadn't seen those dicks in three years and they hadn't even responded to him calling, so why bother? If anything getting in trouble was a surefire way to get his parents back, but in the meantime he just had fun messing with the people who thought they had something to say.

Even with assignment given to boost his grade he would find a way not to do it, as he had demonstrated by having this hotness do it for him. And all he needed to do was get ready for what he liked. Win-win situation if there ever was one.

When she asked for introductions it gave him a fun and almost taunting idea. ''Yeah.. introductions!'' He exclaimed as he clearly wrote his full name on the chalkboard so that the girl would know his name and the teacher wouldn't be as fast in putting part of the blame on her. Though detention with her could be fun, he supposed.

''Lucas Blacke, at yer service.'' He finally said despite having his name on the board, though that one was meant for the teacher. ''Ya should at least know my name if yer gonna scream it.''

''An' yers? Is it as sexy as ya look?''

[Zoelle Heroux]

She chuckled slightly at his assurance that he lived up to the hype. Well, she'd find out the reality of it soon enough after all. She glanced up at the board, seeing his lovely drawing and found herself rolling her eyes again. He was bound to get in trouble. It didn't matter what their arrangement was, she wasn't about to take the blame for that. At least half the fun of getting in trouble was getting away with it as far as she was concerned.

His excitement at her suggestion of introduction caught her attention as she watched as he signed his name to the drawing. Well, at least that would likely get her out of any implicated trouble. After all, working together didn't make her a babysitter.

"Yes, considering I'm not psychic, that would probably be helpful," she said dryly. Still, she did smirk. Not a bad name all in all. She wrote it on the paper under hers. If asked, she'd just say she did all the writing. After all, she was willing to bet her handwriting was better. Guys handwriting tended to be practically unreadable more often than not.

As he asked her about her own name, she paused a moment, taking the papers in hand and propping her boots up on the desk, leaning back. She met his eyes and held them for a moment before speaking. "Zoelle Heroux," she said, her voice a low, sultry purr. "Most people call me Zo." She added to prevent any attempts at calling her Zoe. Nothing would spoil the mood faster than that.

"So what's the verdict? Sound as sexy as I look?"

[Lucas Blacke]

He hesitated a moment before leaning down on the desk belonging to the teacher, who he was glad hadn't returned yet despite making it obvious he was the one who drew that picture. Her name though, the way she said it got his face to turn to hers even more and her question if her name sounded as sexy as she looked got a chuckle out of him. ''Ain't even close.'' He admitted. It was exotic sounding, but aside from music sound didn't do it for him in the presence of someone as hot as her. Unless she started to moan right then and there, that'd surely get him going.

''Zo, huh?'' He questioned with a lick of his lips. ''I'll grow to like that name. Short an' sweet.'' He ruffled through some drawers and got out a ruler, which he never brought himself. It was a miracle he had gotten this far, actually. ''Maybe I'll even use it.'' He teased. ''Given yer good enough to get me to use it, otherwise I'll just go for Jen.''

He grabbed one end of the ruler with the palm of his hand and slapped it down into his other hand, pretending to pull down the glasses he wasn't wearing.
''Now, miss Heroux.'' He said without any trace of his accent as he tried impersonating a teacher. ''You have been failing my classes, and we only have a few tests left before the end of this semester, and that isn't enough to get your grade up in time to pass.''

''Your grade depends on what you're going to do next, really. I'm not able to help you despite really wanting to. You wanting to succeed is all up to you.''

He teasingly stepped out in front of the desk and brought the ruler down to a suggestive position.

[Zoelle Heroux]

Zo couldn't help but grin at his answer. Not even close. She wasn't even upset. Her name had a nice ring to it and all, but it was hard to compete with how good she looked. Besides, guys were almost always more visually inclined in her experience.

His mention of Jen had a conflicting effect on her. On one hand, it reminded her that this probably wasn't the best idea - though, she reminded herself, he had promised that she never needed to know anything happened. On the other hand though, she and Jen had always been competitive. That instinct was hard to turn off. "Oh don't you worry about that. There's really no comparison," she retorted with a flip of her hair.

Lucas's teacher act got her to laugh, even as it further fueled her competitive fire. She slowly got up from her seat, walking up to him. Her eyes were locked on his as she approached, stopping just in front of him. He was still several inches taller - though not as much as it would have been were it not for her three inch heels. She looked up at him, taking on the roll of the troubled student that he had assigned for her. She was nothing if not an actress after all.

Zo looked up at him with wide eyes, her lips forming a pretty pout. "Well, I would hate to let you down, Mr. Blacke," she said, her voice suddenly more girlish. Her hands rested on the edge of the desk on either side of him as she leaned forward, her body lightly pressing to his. "I promise I want to succeed very, very much."

Her gray eyes met his, looking innocent and filled with mischief all at once. "Surely there must be something I can do for you, isn't there, Mr. Blacke?"

[Lucas Blacke]

When she got up from her place after him having done his teacher impression he felt his heart beginning to pound a bit. No matter how much this happened it was always preceded by a feeling of nervosity. Not that it happened all that often.

Luke smiled as she stepped over to the desk with all her beauty as she looked at him, the boy looking at her as she did so. A moment of rememberance passed; this was not something real, this was just payment for the assignment. They'd be ''friends'', nothing more, nothing less. as she had stopped in front of him though all this thought seemed to drain away for just this one moment as he figured that it'd be okay just to let himself go for the moment.

Still, he was acting, and she was acting just as hard and he appreciated that about her. It meant he could get several fantasies off of his chest. Starting with the teacher and the student one. He didn't really have the looks to be a teacher though, but it was the thought that count as she pleaded that she wanted to succeed instead of fail.

Lucas looked pained as she suggested there had to be something she could do. In honesty, he had thought about what would happen long before she got to him. ''There is one thing you can do, but it is frowned upon by the board. But they wouldn't have to know, would they?'' He said as he smirked at her.

''You can take an oral exam.''

[Zoelle Heroux]

For most people, a situation like this would seem overly complicated and messy. But to Zo, it seemed so simple. There was a freedom in it. They could be anyone they wanted to be in that moment. An alternate version of themselves or maybe someone completely different altogether. Either way, it was an escape from the misery of reality in the best possible way. In truth, she valued that more than she could admit.

Even now, her act didn't falter.

She bit her lip, pretending to be shy, her gaze turning downcast before tentatively glancing back up at him. A finger absently traced lines on his chest as she seemed to consider his offer, appearing far more conflicted than she was. Her hands slid from the edge of the desk, around his hips, both index fingers hooking around a belt loop on his pants, tugging playfully at them even as she pressed herself more tightly against him. Zo nodded as she did though. "Oh yes, I'm very good at keeping secrets," she promised, her voice a little more natural now - a sincere promise as well as a playful one. "Mr. Blacke," she added, a small smirk appearing on her lips.

One hand slowly slid up his chest to snake around his neck, lightly applying pressure to help close the distance between them. Her lips met his in a deceptively soft kiss. After a long moment, she pulled away. As she did, her teeth lightly caught his lip, teasing him further and promising that she wasn't all that sweet. "We should probably find some privacy," she purred, though she didn't yet move away from him. "So you can exam me properly," she added with a wink.

[Lucas Blacke]

She continued her act as he did, and every mention she made of ''Mr. Blacke'' quite nearly sent a shiver down his spine. He really felt the need for his ability about now, which meant it was soon going to be time they moved to a more accomodating place. But not before playing out their little game as she was doing quite a nice job of. The troubled student she did was just like he had seen in certain films, maybe even better. It sufficed to say that with the way she was acting it was hard for Luke to contain himself as she played a troubled but eager student, something they had agreed upon beforehand but was still very convincing were he not a simple student himself.

He enjoyed what she did after getting his face closer to hers, and enjoyed it, feeling the urge to kiss back but barely keeping himself in check. Oh how he wanted to show her, how he wanted that she didn't stop there, didn't pull back with a teasing motion. But he had to stay in character, as stupid as it sounded.

He looked at her and raised a single brow. ''Miss! What do you think you're doing?! Attempting to bribe me with activities of the carnal kind?!'' He almost yelled as he then leaned in with a smirk. ''Cause it is workin'.'' He told her as he broke character and licked his lips, her taste still very much apparent and keeping him together for now.

''Please follow me to my office, miss Heroux. And we will see about a fitting punishment.'' He said as he jumped back in character, trying to think of a spot they could go that could be locked off. Going to either of their rooms was so tacky, wasn't it?

[Zoelle Heroux]

Zo was enjoying the game. It had been awhile since she'd met someone who could really keep up with her. Random hookups were one thing, but there was something incredibly satisfying and toying with someone who could actually play along. It kept things interesting to say the least. Maybe this whole friends with benefits thing might work out after all. At least if the end result was as good as the prelude.

The temptation to linger on his lips was strong, but the power of the game was stronger. Besides, she enjoyed having that sort of control over someone, knowing that she was pushing his buttons and leaving him wanting more. She thought she sensed a sort of reluctance from him as she pulled away, but she didn't let that overpower her own resolve. As she pulled back a small, smug smirk adorned her lips, her eyes meeting his again.

There was a moment's pause and then he feigned shock. A hand flew to her heart, her eyes going wide and her lower lip trembling as though he had somehow upset her. Her act almost broke as his did, a smile tugging at her lips, but she pushed that urge down. He licked his lips and she responded by increasing the pressure of her hips against him for a moment before pulling back, her fingers hooked in the loops of his pants again. Once more she played the demure student. "I'm so very glad, Mr. Blacke. I live to please."

A small smirk played at her lips even as she quickly donned the appearance of a contrite student. "Yes, of course, Mr. Blacke. Whatever you see fit. I know I've been a terribly naughty girl today." A bit predictable, but it was a staple for a reason.

She absently tugged at the loops of his pants. "Your room?" she asked quietly. It might be cliche, but it was also most practical. "Locks and total privacy means no interruptions, which means we can take our sweet time and you can enjoy all of this," she pointed out, her voice still soft. "Doesn't that sound nice? It would hardly be fair to have to rush through it," Her lips formed the slightest pout as she looked up at him, licking her lips as their eyes met. "Don't you agree?"

[Lucas Blacke]

When she once more addressed him as '''Mr. Blacke'' when he had broken character a bit, she seemed to be using it to her advantage, as would only be fitting. With his training in acting and what she did, he wasn't sure if she had training, it wasn't quite clear where they were in terms of skill. But Luke relied less on practice than she did as his power enabled him to ignore certain impulses, though he could see now how tough that could be for him. Not that she be in any of the productions he'd be in due to him not wanting to act, he had enough acting to do at school and in front of his friends, and near certain girls.

A shiver went down his spine once more as she called him ''Mr. Blacke'' not once but twice. She said she was accepting of his punishment because she had been a naughty girl which got certain things going for him. She was good at this. As to be expected. Still, the matter of the venue remained which he wasn't quite sure of, but luckily she seemed to help with that as she teasingly pulled at the loops of his pants, getting his attention. The attention of the teacher who was going to punish her.

He brushed at his chin as he listened to her speaking in a much softer tone, one that almost urged him to lean closer to not only hear her better but to just be closer and see how it all moved. He had the bold assumption that she was being herself now and not just a naughty student as she mentioned his room, but he wasn't going to let the whole teacher/student thing go so easily. He was going to have fun with this one.

''You have a lot of gall to ask for my room, missy!'' He said, trying to fit back into character which was getting hard now. Among other things. ''But if that is what it takes to teach you some respect, fine!'' He said as he sternly took her hand and very nearly dragged her in the direction of his room, and as they reached it he swung the door open and closed it behind them as he threw her on his bed, locking the door behind them for the teacher to show her there was no going back, and for Luke to show her that they could begin now.

''First, lets start with that big mouth of yours!''

[Zoelle Heroux]

Zo couldn't help but notice the shiver that went down his spine as she addressed him formally yet again. It gave her a small rush of smug delight to know she had that sort of power over him. It was something she was used to in a lot of ways - she had a habit of wrapping people around her finger when she set her sights on them - yet it never got old for her.

As she talked, his listened intently. Likely a combination of the sudden softness of her voice and a fixation on all that she was teasing him with. She could hardly blame him, yet that only made it more fun. Especially since it seemed to work. He snapped back into character - which suited her just fine, even if it did make her stifle a chuckle. Still, he seemed to be struggling to stay serious too, which made her feel a bit better.

She responded to his scolding with a pout and wide eyes that appeared moments from tears. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Blacke. I just wanted to make sure I could perform to your expectations. I'd hate to disappoint my favorite teacher... Please don't be mad at me, Mr. Blacke..."

He took her hand then, pulling her towards the door. She quickly grabbed her own bag from the desk and slapped the assighment on the teacher's desk before allowing him to lead - more like drag - her from the classroom and to his dorm. He tossed her on the bed with an ease that was quite frankly astonishing to her. She had had some wild times before, but this was something else entirely. She even squealed as he threw her, though as an afterthought she tried to muffle the sound.

Zo sat up as his attention turned from the lock to her, already slightly breathless from the rush to get here. She couldn't fight the smirk that spread across her lips as he spoke. "Just what do you have in mind for me, Mr. Blacke?" she asked, her voice and expression the absolute essence of innocence.