Our Happy Little [P]antheon (and other things that suck)

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    “I’m insulted that you think I have such a sh*t endurance that I’d only take me a few minutes…” Will gasped playfully as he looked down at her, resisting her tugging for a long second before laughing and collapsing on top of her, covering her face in kissed, his hands immediately wrapping around her to make sure that she didn’t leave him until she absolutely had to. “You should…. know by… now that…. I… am so… so good… in bed…” he breathed with a laugh in between kisses, planting them all over her face despite her squirming. “Tempt me now…. and we could be…. could be going at it… for hours.” he added with a purr, though his eyes were dancing with loving teasing as he looked down at her.

    Mari squealed and giggled when he collasped down on her, then hummed with a soft smirk. She weapped her arms around him and then giffled ag his words. “I know, I know. I should have gotten up earlier...” she teased, then gently brushed his hair out of his eyes. “So, what should I wear on the meet ans greet?” ahe asked softly.

    It was at Mari’s gentle touch that Will finally pulled away from all his kissing, looking at her for a moment before shuffling down in the bed and wrapping his arms around her hips, letting his head fall on her shoulder, further down the bed than her just like he loved. He sat there for a long second, just adoring the feeling and warmth and soft smell of what always reminded him of the ocean coming off of her, a stupidly happy smile stretching across his face. “It’s fine. I think I like holding you just as much as I like morning s*x. This reminds me that you’re actually staying now…” he whispered, knowing how long it took him to earn that privilege, of her actually staying the night with him.


    “And you can wear whatever you want. I think you’re beautiful in everything…” he whispered softly before looking up at her and blushing, rolling his eyes slightly. “Oh, come on. Don’t give me that look. You know I’m dead serious. I think you’re the most perfect thing in the entire world…” he murmured, looking at her for another second before closing his eyes and snuggling even closer, laughing to himself. “But if you really don’t know, then I think you should wear that red dress that I got you.” he added, smiling as he thought of the garment. “It looks so pretty. And it’s cute, not as sexy as all your other stuff- although don’t get me wrong, whenever I see you in it I want to do you- so it won’t be totally inappropriate. Connor’s only three.” he finished with a little laugh.

    Mari giggled as he shuffled down, her hands gently tangling in his hair. She smiked softly at his suggestion, then bit her lip. “The one with the flowers embroidered on the top?” she asked, humming. “I like that dress. You have good taste, babe...” she murmured, then smirked. “I’ll wear that to save Connor from any inappropriate looks or touches from you...”

    “It’s easy to have good taste when you’re the one wearing it, babe…” he breathed playfully, giving her another soft kiss before pulling away and grinning down at her, tucking a piece of her crazy curly hair behind her ear. “You look pretty in everything..>” he added, knowing that he was repeating himself, but he didn’t care. He saw that little look she got when he complimented her, that moment of disbelief, and dammit, he was going to make sure that sooner rather than later when he started complimenting her she’d believe it.


    “And that’s probably a good idea. I don’t want to scar the boy too young.” he added with a grin, nuzzling into her neck. “God forbid I teach him a bad word or something. Just imagine what Elizabeth would do if we ever brought our kid over to her… She’d get her revenge. And she’s scary when she’s mad…” he added, just mumbling out the kid comment, not even thinking anything of it. He poked his head out and looked at her after a moment, kissing her cheek softly, and then sunk back in to her side, cuddling her closer once more. “I’m so happy your’e meeting them."

    Mari smiled softly, gently stroking his hair. “I’m nervous,” she breathed out with a laugh. “Really nervous...” she murmured. “You know I’m not good at this stuff. It’s a miracle I even got you to talk to me. Of course, I guess the fact we were both drunk and h*rny didn’t really require a whole lot of talking. Just a lot of touching...”

    “It was not a miracle that I talked to you. You were the most beautiful girl in the room and even when drunk, your laugh was the cutest thing in the entire f*Cking world.” Will defended, knowing that it wasn’t exactly true- there kinda hadn’t been a whole lot of time for cute moments between them when they’d first met at the club and then basically dragged each other back home- but that’s how he remembered it. After all, he knew pretty much from that day forward that he felt more for the girl than he should. And when she came back to him after that first night? Yeah, he’d been pretty pleased.


    “And you’re going to be great. Remember when you charmed my entire neighborhood at that gathering?” he asked, looking at her with a smile before leaning forward and pressing his lips to hers gently, though he pulled away after a second and started wiggling out of the bed, ignoring her protests for the moment, because they really were goin to be late. “You’re beautiful and charming and perfect. She’ll like you.” he added before biting his lip and, as he tugged his jeans on, he paused to look over at her and frown slightly. “Although, uh… She’s probably going to ask something about you being my girlfriend… So, you know, if you want me to tell her you’re not, I can.” he added softly, even though it was the last thing he wanted.

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    HEIDI TAYLOR

    Heidi looked up from her salad a third time, just peeking out past her eyelashes for a moment before catching Kit’s eyes once more and blushing bright red. “You are staring at me!” she protested, looking at the man for a second, narrowing her eyes at him a moment later and stabbing her fork playfully in his direction. “You said you weren’t looking and you blatantly are. You, good sir, are a liar,” she hissed, though she was careful to keep her voice down, because she was in the middle of the middle school cafeteria, and she didn’t exactly want any of the teachers- let alone the students- to be cued in to the fact that she’d been flirting with the man for all of lunch.


    “You are the worst. You’re distracting me from my duty.” she added under her breath as she glared at him, looking away a moment later to scan the cafeteria to make sure nobody was trying to maim each other, though her gaze returned to him the second she was done and she blushed a little more. His neck is clear… she thought with a little frown, knowing that she hadn’t called him- and he hadn’t called her- for almost two weeks now, which is why she was more surprised than anything by the fact that he’d happily plopped down with her at lunch and proceeded to flirt in the most obvious way possible for the entire lunch period. I thought he was bored of me? she thought, her cheeks heating up a little bit more at the thought.


    “And stop flirting with me.” she finished after a moment, her voice a hiss, though her eyes were holding a delighted shine and she couldn’t help but giggle at the denial. “You are literally the worst. We are in the middle of a middle school cafeteria. There’s no way I’m running out of here with you so that we can find a broom closet or something. You have papers to grade and I have children to help. I’m not about to get a reputation as that skanky guidance counselor that got the hot teacher all the girls are trying to win.” she added after another second, sticking her tongue out at him playfully.

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    Kit couldn’t help but stare. She was beautiful, no doubt, but was especially adorable when she had those glasses on and was reading at the lunch table that day. He’d been trying not to cling to her and annoy her since their last romp, but he’d given up the moment he’d seen her sitting alone at the lunch table by the window. He’d sat without saying much, just plopping down with a stack of papers and an apple, but he soon couldn’t help himself. He looked up at her, regusing to look away, despite her roset cheeks and her threats. The man took a moment to grade a few history tests, but then he was glancing right back up at her at her playful words.


    “A broom closet?” be asked, chuckling. “Oh, come on. I’m much more of a Teacher-Only bathroom man...” he teased. He clicked his pen to close it, the. smiled over at her. “Plus, I’d much rather take you back to my house where you can steal my clothes afterwards and eat cartons of ice cream with me.” He shot her a charming smirk, then returned to his papers. “Stop acting like you don’t like my flirting, Ms. Taylor. I happen to be quite good at it.”

    “God, I know.” Heidi groaned when she heard his final comment, letting her head fall in her hands, because she knew there was no use denying it. Her cheeks had been pink all of lunch from his little looks and appreciative smiles as he just sat there and watched her, not even saying a single word, but somehow she’d loved it all the same. Any moment with him she loved. It was f*cking awful. We’re literally just f*ck buddies. The one rule to f*ck buddies is that you don’t develop feelings for them… she lectured herself, though one more look at that crooked smile of his and she felt a little piece of her melting on the inside.


    “And teacher-only bathroom, huh? I didn’t pin you for the fancy type, Mr. Walker…” she said, looking at him for a second before smirking and looking down at the evals in front of her, trying to pretend like she was reading them, though she knew she was failing one hundred percent. He’d crossed his arms at this point, and the way he rolled up his sleeves just made them look so hot that she knew she didn’t stand a chance. “And if that’s your way of asking me over again tonight, then you’re going to have to reconsider. Now that I know you’re a man with high standards, I expect at least a proper question…” she added with a blush, raising her eyes to slowly look up at him, relieved that she’d worn a little more makeup than usual today. I hope I don’t look too gross… she thought, tempted to reach up and fix her hair, though she somehow managed to stop herself.



    ooc: oh my god that man Xo

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    Kit chuckled softly, gently biting at the top of his pen in a way that was cute and not gross. He lifted an eyebrow at her words, then pulled the writing utensil down to fold his arms on the table in front of him. The man smiled, the smiled starting at the very corners of his lips and frowing to the playful grin he was known for sporting. He looked down and gave a soft chuckle, then slowly looked up at her with shy, hopeful, playful brown orbs.


    “Will you come have dinner with me tonight? I’ll cook. And then, will you also join me for dessert?” he asked, biting his lip to hokd back his massive grin. He let his eyes trail over her playfully, then looked back up at her. “Please? I would love to have you. And Little Man is at his mom’s tonight...”

    “Dammit. Really? I love it when Willie’s around…” Heidi grumbled, a little pout across her face when she heard that the seven year old was going to be gone. “I wanted to talk to him about school. I know that they just introduced them to all their instrument choices the other day, and I want to know what he’s thinking. He was so excited about the drums, and I’m nervous the actual presentation may not have lived up to his expectations…” she muttered before catching herself at the end and blushing bright red, letting her head fall in her hands. “Sh*t. I totally just went in to Mommy mode. I’m sorry…” she whispered, peeking out from between cracked fingers to look at him, trying not to remember what he looked like with that stupidly cute smile across her face.


    “But, uh… Yaeh. I’d love to come, even if my favorite man will be gone for the night. I guess I can work with you…” she breathed, looking at him for a moment before rolling her eyes. “And if you’re cooking, at least let me bring dessert. Please. It’s only fair…” she added softly, blushing as she looked at her hands, because this felt a whole lot like a date, when they planned it out in person like this. No. Stop thinking like that. You don’t have time for a man. You are a mother and a teacher, that’s more than enough work. And he doesn’t want you, anyway. That’s not what this is about… she thought, trying not to notice the way he was looking at her so happily, with a gaze that promised that maybe this was more than just a hook up. But she was sure she was imagining that.

    Despite Heidi’s embarrassment of Mommy-Mode, Kit found it quite sexy. His girlfiend hadn’t exactly worked out and, even though she was a great mother to Willie, he did a majority if the care while she goofed around and partied on weekends. He bit his lip and smiled over at her, gathering his papers as she mumbled an unnecessary apology. Only at her words about dinner did he speak again.


    “Whatever it is, make sure it’s something I can eat off you, hm? Whipped cream? Strawberries? Anything. Because I was tryibg to tell you you’re the dessert,” he murmured, poling her playfully as if he wasn’t talking about eating food off of her beautiful body in the middle of lunch. “Sound good? Great. I’ll see you later, Ms. Taylor...”

    Heidi’s jaw dropped when she heard his words, her face turning bright red both at his plans and the fact that she hadn’t guessed them right away. Because she was an idiot. But also because they were in the middle of a middle school lunch room, and she did not expect him to be saying sh*t like that when anyone could hear them. Well, not anyone, considering how loud everything way, but definitely loud enough that if someone had been listening, they would have heard. “Have I told you that I hate you?” she finally managed to squeak out after a second, though even she knew that was the worst performance she’d given in her life.


    After a long second of just looking at him, she blushed again and looked away, letting her gaze fall to her hands, though her eyes returned to his after just a moment- she was just unable to stay away. “But I can figure it out. I’ll find something new and fun to try…” she breathed playfully before biting her lip and looking at him, a little smirk across her face as she let her voice drop and she practically rasped, “Mister Walker…” trying her best to pretend like maybe the title didn’t turn her on a little bit. In the middle of the cafeteria. “So I guess I’ll see you tonight?"

    Kit smiled when her eyes returned to his, leaning his back against the doorway. He hummed at her acceptance and decision to look for something for them, then smirked the moment she rasped out his name. He bit his lip and happily eyes her up and down, shamelessly taking her in. “See you tonight, beautiful...”

    “I’ll come over at eight...” Heidi found herself murmuring as he turned around, a bright blush on her face when he left the cafeteria. She smiled to herself for a moment, remembering the heat of his gaze as it dragged over her, before giving a little groan and letting her head fall in her hands, hiding her face from the rest of the students around her. Because, yeah, that had really just happened during lunch. What the h*ll are we doing...?