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

Lol yeah! Wanna start please??

ooc: oh no! Girl I’m so sorry. I hope he feels better soon!

Heidi bit her lip as she knocked the door, looking at the ground for a moment before turning her attention to the paper bag in her hand, before finally looking back up at the house in front of her. This time felt different, and she wasn’t really sure why. Maybe because they’d planned it earlier that day, instead of just firing off a text to each other when they really needed something to happen. Maybe because his son was gone for the night, and her daughter was bonding with Harv, so they really had no time constraints at all. Maybe because it was the middle of the week and she’d have to see him the next day at work knowing that the h*ckies lining her spine that made her shiver with pleasure were his, and that she, by effect, was also his. Maybe because when she thought of his cute smile now, her cheeks started to get red and her heart throbbed in her chest, instead of the look just turning her on.

No, no. None of that now, Heidi scolded herself when she realized that she was nearly breathless thinking of that crooked, playboy little smile of his that he’d shot her earlier that day, her heart actually skipping a beat when she thought of the wink. That’s entirely inappropriate. Not what you’re here for. You’re here to have dinner, have some really, really hot s*x, unwind, and then go home… she thought, giving a little squeak a moment later when the door opened, startling her from her reprimanding. She looked up at him when the light from the house poured over the doorstep and she gulped, her grip tightening on the paper bag when she realized just how badly she wanted to take him right there. He was wearing grey sweatpants, for gods sake. If he wanted her to be calm during dinner, he shouldn’t f*cking tease her like that.

“I brought dessert…” she whispered after a second before licking her lips and clearing her throat slightly, hating that she already sounded wrecked, just from looking at him. She swallowed before smirking and handing him the bag, a little giggle escaping her. “Oh. And I brought some food to play with, too…” she added, winking at him, remembering his comment from earlier about her being the dessert and wondering if he’d get the reference. With that, she sauntered into the house, amazed that she could pretend to be so confident and sexy when just the thought of him- and that f*cking smile of his- caused her heart to go in to overdrive. “You can pick. But I heard that chocolate sauce is quite a bit of fun."

bump :)

OOC: I’m flying home today! Hopefully I’ll be able to respond a whole bunch later today :)

“I wish I could say I’m flattered, but honestly, you just sound a little h*rny.” she shot back playfully, still walking into the kitchen and so she allowed herself a tiny little smile, because at least he wouldn’t see it. She shed her jacket after a moment, knowing that it was a little slutty to walk around in just the thin white tank top, but she didn’t really care- its not like it was showing him anything new. Oh my god, I sound like a sex-crazed teenager… she thought, though it only brought a little giggle to her lips and the most pathetic excuse of a blush to her cheeks. She didn’t even feel bad about it.

“So. What are you making tonight? Planning on wining-and-dining me until you can finally convince me to fall into your bed?” she said, a smirk across her face as she did, because she knew that she had literally never been as reluctant to get with him as she made it sound. Never once. Even the first time at the bar had happened so easily. Again, I’m not really that sorry… she thought, a little smirk across her face. “I do have to admit, though, I’m impressed…” she murmured after another moment, looking at him for one more moment from her spot at the table before she stood up and moved over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing her chest to his back, peeking underneath his arm to try and see what he was making. “Why does a history teacher know how to cook?" she finished and, if she was maybe feeling up his chest a little bit as she stood there, well... sue her.

No! He was great! I love Kit!! And tbh I love Kit and Heidi so much I just want them to get married it would be so cute. I also want Kit/Laura bonding moments I feel like that would be so precious.

“Your shampoo literally smells like it came from the gods.” Heidi practically purred with satisfaction as she opened the door to the bathroom, stepping out in a cloud of steam as she shuffled into the bedroom, immediately making her way to the bed, her eyes already starting to close. She gave a happy murmur when she sunk into the soft bed, pleased by the warmth despite the fact that she was already wearing his sweatshirt and his sweatpants- an outfit that made her look literally homeless but it was warm so she liked it- and didn’t open her eyes again.

“I don’t even know what it’s supposed to smell like. But it just… mm. Smells so good.” she muttered, cracking an eye open for just a moment so she could find him among the billowing blankets and the tall stacks of pillows. She shut her eyes the second she spotted him, though, just wiggling over to him instead and wrapping her arms around his chest, thinking nothing of her actions. They always snuggled after s*x. It just what they did. It threw her a little bit the first time it happened- he’d initiated, after all- but she found that it was actually really amazing and nice, and so of course she didn’t complain. He was also adorable and perfect and smelled great, so it’s not like she was about to say no to him anyway.

“So comfy…” Heidi assured, taking a deep breath one she was curled into his body, grinning when she smelled the same smells on him as she’d been surrounded with in the shower moments earlier, pleased to know that she’d probably smell just like him for at least a little while, too. She held him like that for a long second, her face buried in his thin t-shirt, before she finally adjusted herself so she was looking up at him, her eyes shining with a content and happy tiredness. Not like she could feel a whole lot more after everything they’d just done.

“I’m going to have to go to work tomorrow.” she muttered after a moment and, even though she had a little grumble to her voice, she really just sounded happy. “And I’m going to have to see you. There’s a reason we only do this sh*t on weekends, babe….” she continued, though she was resting her nose against his at this point and just sort of looking up into his eyes and she was smiling all the same. “I’m going to be an absolute mess tomorrow. Blushing, stumbling over my words… You’d better stay far, far way. Understand?” she finished with a little laugh. “I can’t have you coming close to me and revealing our secret."

“Don’t say stuff like that, Kit!” Heidi protested, looking at him with wide eyes and a bright blush, just sort of staring for a long moment before she blushed and groaned, burying her face in his shirt once again. “I’m not going to be able to look at any of the other teachers ever again without thinking about it…” she added, her voice muffled by the fabric, though she was slowly starting to smile again. She knew she was right- any time any sort of teacher walked up to her she’d be panicking about hiding what she was doing with him, because if the students learned she’d be fired in a second- but she couldn’t help but giggle, because somehow he made it seem so ridiculous.

“And what about you, Mister Professor?” she asked after a moment, walking her fingers over his chest for a long second before finally looking up at him, a little smirk across her face as she did, drawing close to him once again. “I don’t know if the teachers would be okay with you handling the kids if they knew about your little teacher-student k*nk. About how hot and bothered you get when I call you my professor…” she growled towards the end, her eyes darkening slightly at the memory of what had gone down earlier that night in that exact situation, the h*ckies on her spine burning to remind her of that exact point. “It would just be indecent, don’t you think?” she finished, nibbling at his ear, a smirk across her face.

Heidi gave a little groan of desire when she felt his hand running over her body, her skin shivering when she felt his fingernails trailing slowly over her skin. She lifted her gaze to meet his, immediately getting sucked into his deep, deep chocolate gaze, his eyes burning into hers as she looked at him. “I like it when you punish me…” she purred, though her eyes were locked on his the entire time and she realized after a moment that her mouth was dry and her body aching for him. Again. Even though they’d literally just finished having s*x. God, it’s like I’m a teenager all over again… she thought with a little grumble, though she couldn’t help but smirk slightly.

She grinned when she saw him closing the gap between them, quickly returning the touch and pulling away with a grin, raising an eyebrow when she heard his request. “Are you sure you can handle it, Professor?” she breathed, walking a hand over his chest playfulyl as she looked down at him, though she took her cues from him and there was surprisingly little lust in her eyes as she said it. Instead, she just watched with pleasure as he shivered under her touch, leaned up to hear her words better. Because she was doing that to him. It was her fault this gorgeous man looked so ruined. “If I think that you can handle it, sir, then I’ll call you that for the rest of the night…"