A Study in Black and White (closed)

[slut_in_white]

Eve pouted playfully when Evan suggested he should step away and sit down at the table, lest they get distracted again. But it seemed that was unlikely, because he didn't move at all - in fact, his arms around her only seemed to tighten at the suggestion.

"Oooor, you could stay and help me make breakfast," she suggested, despite knowing full well that 'help' was probably not what was going to happen. Not that she minded.

With his arms still around her, she hopped down off the counter and went to stand in front of the stove to actually start making the pancakes, now that the batter was finished and the skillet heated properly. She took Evan's hands, pulled him towards her so he was standing directly behind her, and placed them firmly on her hips. "Your job is to help me stay upright, since its entirely your fault my knees are so weak," she teased, grinning. While she worked, she pressed her ass back against him, swinging her hips back and forth.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

When Eve positioned the two of them just the way she wanted, Evan turned into a warm blanket around Eve. He nearly draped himself over her with how he slid his arms around her petite waist and his head leaned over her shoulder to gently press his cheek to hers. The height difference could never be more apparent as his cock pressed to the small of her back through his robe while he held her by the stove.

"I know it's my fault you are so wobbly... and it'll be my fault every time it happens." He muttered in her ear before nibbling her ear playfully. Groaning appreciatively at the smells coming off the skillet, he mumbled again. "Because I'm going to do it over and over if that's what it takes to have such good food after." He grinned and kissed her neck softly.

"Maybe the school is smart about people not knowing that I'm E.V. Elliot. I'd never get any work done if all my groupies are like you." He said teasingly, giving her a squeeze.

 

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Eve surprised herself by how much she loved the feeling of Evan completely enveloping her the way he was. She shifted her positions subtly to make it easier for him to touch her nearly everywhere at once, even at the expense of stifling her ability to move and cook properly. It was secondary to how she felt at the moment, anyway.

Soon enough there was a large stack of fresh blueberry pancakes for each of them, and Eve found herself reluctant to turn off the stove and go to the table, because it meant parting from Evan, even just a little bit. Well, she was going to need to do this eventually. After all, they couldn't be seen like this on-campus.

She turned the stove off and collected forks and knives for both of them with Evan wrapped around her. Then, unwilling to let him go, she simply turned in his arms. "We're going to have to let each other go eventually..." she observed, though she made no move to step away from him.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan smiled as Eve turned around to face him without slipping from his arms. He loved hos she felt in his arms and he didn't want to let her go, even though she made the comment they would have to.

"Didn't I just say that a little bit ago?" he teased as he moved back from the stove to pick up the plates on the other side of Eve's body. Keeping his arms around her and holding the plates, he shuffled with her toward the table and laying them on the placemats. He smiled at her as he gave her one last squeeze and a long slow kiss before finally slipping his arms from her.

Sitting down, he scooted his chair beside hers, turning the chairs to face each other. Sitting down, he made sure she would see that she could sit, draping her legs over his so they could scoot so close while they ate together.

 

[slut_in_white]

The breakfast was delicious and affectionate, with Eve sitting so that her legs draped over Evan's lap while they ate. Even in the middle of the meal, they couldn't keep their hands off one another. Eve kept pulling him close for syrup-flavored kisses between bites.

After breakfast, however, real life intruded, and she had to leave. It was getting dangerously close to late enough that she was going to miss (or at least be late for) her classes. Dressing, she risked running even later with the number of kisses she gave him at the door. But still, eventually, she left and headed home to get properly ready for the day.

It was easy to evade questions from her house-mates about where she'd been last night - they were nice enough girls, they knew she'd been with someone, but they respected her privacy and thankfully didn't suspect anything when she said she'd met someone at a bar.

As she was getting ready, her thoughts focused on what they were going to do now. She didn't regret the way her relationship with Evan had changed - far from it. But it would be foolish to pretend they wouldn't need to consider how to approach this without getting caught. She knew better than to simply suggest that they behave purely as a student and teacher should while on campus - she liked to imagine she had the will to do it, but she could barely get herself out the door on time this morning because she was so loathe to leave his arms. It was a foolish pipe dream to imagine she'd actually be able to keep herself from sneaking kisses (and other, more inappropriate things) every chance she got. So the question was: how do they do that without getting caught?

It remained on her mind when she attended her first class, though she was pleased to find that it wasn't as distracting as she'd imagined. Of course, her second class of the afternoon was going to be much more distracting, because it was the one she was going to audit for Evan.

Her heart was hammering in her chest when she arrived at the classroom. Thankfully, it was quite a large lecture hall but the class wasn't full, so she had her pick of the seats. Evan hadn't arrived yet. She felt like a school girl with a crush, looking up every time she heard footsteps approaching the room.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan loved breakfast this morning. Sharing it with Eve felt like something out of one of his own stories, a scene he'd write to show how deeply in love the two heroes were before the inciting incident of the story happened. It was a meal full of kisses and giggles, conversation and caresses. It was perfect. Then, the world had to butt in and ruin it.

He'd said it a few times, but eventually, they couldn't put off Eve leaving any more. As an educator, he couldn't keep her from her classes in good conscience. Plus, he had to get to his own meetings and classes for the day. After the sticky kiss filled breakfast, Evan felt like he needed a shower again and after cleaning up the place following breakfast, he got to campus for his one meeting for the day.

The meeting dragged as the faculty was discussing the expansion of the department and gaining more endowments. It was so far removed from why Evan stayed on as an educator that he was barely listening. It may have also been due to a hair he found on his bag. It was long and dark; it had to be one of Eve's hairs. It was mesmerizing to hold and run through his fingers as it conjured up memories from the semester so far and from last night in particular. There was no doubt about it; Evan was in love and he was in deep.

Checking his plans for the day, he saw that he did have a class today. He'd nearly forgot about it as it was a smaller class that dealt with setting the scale for your writing. It was a class for upperclassmen that were starting to write professionally, but may have trouble setting a length that fit their story arc. Walking into the room, Evan's heart stopped as he saw Eve sitting in his room. He grinned at her, but looked away before anyone got any ideas about them.

There wasn't much to summarize from previous lectures. Being so early in the school year, they hadn't done much but talk over the syllabus and talk over the stories each student is wrestling with. Today, Evan came in and talked with the class about "The Hero's Journey" and how the same structure could be done over different lengths. For examples, Evan listed "Star Wars", "The Lord of the Rings" and... "Pokemon." The last entry caused a chorus of chuckles in the room.

"Am I wrong? Boy sets out with mystical powers, albeit tied to a pet, gifted to him by an aged mentor, bent on testing his skill against powerful adversaries that rule the culture from an unassailable height?" Evan asked and watched as the class's smiles melted into careful thought.

"All 3... the same basic structure, but 3 distinct lengths... why?" he asked, looking around the room then to Eve. Suddenly his point slipped from his thoughts as he looked at her sitting at her desk, leg dangling from atop the other. All he could think about suddenly was running his hands over the soft skin of her legs. He was sure that Eve could see the hungry look in his eye as he looked her way.

 

[slut_in_white]

Eve wasn't expecting to be as distracted as she was. After spending her earlier classes actually getting work done, she figured she'd be fine. But oh, how wrong she was.

From the moment Evan walked in, she couldn't think of anything but what he looked like without his clothes. Ever time he moved a certain way, the collar of his shirt would shift and she'd catch a glimpse of his collarbone or sternum, and her mind would run wild with thoughts of what lay further under the cloth. Or he'd lean back against the desk while speaking, and suddenly all she could think about how much that position looked similar to how he'd held himself last night, leaning against the counter while his cock was in her mouth...

She had to give her head a shake. This was bad.

He was talking about Pokemon, much to the amusement of the class. It made sense, though - just because it was a cartoon didn't mean it was somehow exempt from the use of archetypes or tropes in storytelling.

She caught it the moment his gaze fell on her. His lips parted slightly, and she watched his eyes slide up her body. She could just imagine his hands following that same path, pushing her pretty little sundress up over her head. And then, what would happen after...

The was a heat and hunger in his eyes when she met his stare. Just for a moment. And she was certain that that same hunger was reflected in her own. She licked her lips, a tick she hadn't realized she was indulging in until after she did it.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Eve was naked. In Evan's mind she was sitting there, at her desk, as naked as she was at his place this morning. Then, as he lingered, she was bent over her desk and he was fucking the shit out of her in front of the class. That image snapped him out of it and he turned away, trying not to look at his petite lover anymore for the class. He tried to remember where he was in his lecture, but it was gone. His thoughts had fled. Luckily, he had his notes on the table and retrieved them.

"Uh... where was I... Right, Pokemon..." he said, turning to one student. "Why are these three stories telling the same story but over differing lengths?" He asked. Evan tried to listen, but he caught a flap of Eve's sundress out of the corner of his eye and caught her licking her lips as he glanced her way. 'God, does she want me to take her here and now?' he thought to himself. 'I may need to get her to watch someone else's lectures.'

The student looked up at him expectantly, waiting for Evan's acknowledgement. Evan had no earthly idea what he had said and he turned to the student beside him and asked him the same question, curious if he might be able to get him out of this. Thankfully, the class wasn't too long and Evan stood up, knowing it was nearly over. "That will be your first discussion piece this semester. Does length drive plot or does plot drive length? Make your claim and support it. I want a short paper on this by next week. We will have a small debate round over it next time so be prepared for questions and to defend your position." He said as the students scribbled things down as the class ended. Thankfully, no one hung around with questions after.

Evan stood there, his gaze burning through Eve. His hands clutched the desk for fear if he let go, he'd pounce on her even here. When she came up after everyone left, he spoke quietly so only she could hear. "I don't know if this will work... at least not right away..." he said, gesturing to the room.

 

[slut_in_white]

Eve had to contain a chuckle. In the moment where she met his gaze, something interesting must have gone through his head, because she swore she could see his pupils expand in a show of raw lust. And then, after that? He went to great effort to avoid looking at her. Of course, it wasn't obvious to anyone else - one tends not to notice something missing as readily as they noticed something present, after all. But that didn't stop Eve from noticing.

She stayed seated until the last student left the classroom. Once she finally stood and approached him, a warm giggle, dripping with lust, escaped her throat in response to his words. She knew she shouldn't, but he was so much fun to tease. She leaned forward across the desk, purposely giving him an eyeful down the top of her dress.

"Oh, that's too bad. I found your lecture today, so compelling." She shrugged. "Besides, won't people find it suspicious if we actively try to avoid being seen together in public?"

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan could hear the lustful honey that dripped from every syllable as Eve talked with him after class. She was teasing him and it was driving him crazy because she did it so well. He knew she was leaning over the desk on purpose, tantalizing him with a look at her body down the front of her dress. He wanted so badly to yank her over the desk and just ake her, right here and now, but the students moving in the hallway reminded him of why he couldn't.

"You are gonna pay for this tonight, you know that..." he threatened playfully. He'd never really be mad at her for just being sexy around him, but he couldn't just take it and not fight back. He had to be the Professor still. He took another appreciative look at her body before looking in her eyes. "Are you done for the day?" He asked, knowing what such a question would be hinting at.

 

[slut_in_white]

A visible shudder of anticipation coursed over Eve's body in response to the dark promise that she'd pay for teasing him later. A playful little smile passed across her lips and chewed her lip, considering his next question. "No, I'm done for the day. What about you?"

It was a silly thing, to even attempt to pretend that she wasn't hoping for a particular answer to her question. Because as much fun as she was having teasing him, she was nearly as mad with lust as he was - even as she spoke, her mind was running wild with thoughts of pulling herself up onto his desk and parting her legs for him, here and now.

Would they be quiet enough if the door were closed? Perhaps they should withdraw to his office. She wasn't sure if she'd make it all the way back to his place.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan smiled at her answer. "Well, since you're here already, maybe we can have a short progress report meeting in my office upstairs." He said, grinning to himself as he looked down her dress again. This time he was completely unabashed about ogling her.

Looking in her eyes again, he snatched up his bag from the desk and walked to the door. "Unless you have other things to take care of before our late night... cram session." He grinned evilly, knowing full well that Eve knew he was always careful about his word choice as an author.

 

[slut_in_white]

Heh. Cram session. That was both terrible and wonderful at the same time.

Eve giggled and nodded. "Sure, a quick progress meeting sounds good to me." She collected her bag and slung it over her shoulder, then headed for the door. It took a ridiculous amount of willpower not to run, and the walk to his office felt like it took hours, even though she knew in reality it couldn't have been longer than 5 or 6 minutes.

The moment they were both inside with the door shut, she practically jumped him, throwing her arms around his neck. She barely had time to drop her bag before she was on him, kissing him passionately. "God, that was torture. This is going to be even harder than I thought," she mumbled, barely willing to part her lips from his, even to speak.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan walked along with Eve, talking about innocuous things to keep up appearances as they walked through the English department's building. When they got to his office, he was so excited that he fumbled with his keys like a nervous newlywed at an old hotel. FInally pushing it open, he closed and locked it behind them. He had barely turned around before he saw Eve nearly sailing through the air to jump on him.

Catching her and kissing her back readily, he looked down into her eyes as she seemed to finally admit that this wasn't going to be as easy as either of them thought. "You see what I mean?" he said in response, but his hands were already yanking her sundress up and over her head. Once it was gone, he scooped her up and carried her to his deck, waiting long enough for her to clear a place before he laid her down.

His lips kissed her everywhere: lips, neck, breasts, stomach, everywhere. It was like being an indecisive man at a buffet. Everything looked so good that he didn't know where to start. Finally, he moved up to look down into her eyes, smiling at her. "We are gonna get caught; I just know it. And I don't give a damn..." he sighed as he kissed her hungrily, desperately. His own hands busied themselves with opening his pants, letting them fall once they were open.

 

[slut_in_white]

Eve leaned back on the desk, sighing as Evan's lips started traveling over her skin like those of a starved man. And they'd only just finished their last bout of sex earlier in the day - they really were insatiable.

His comment about getting caught drew a giggle from her, even if it was a bit strangled through her moans and sighs of pleasure. "We should try not to get caught," she teased, catching his face in her hands to pull him up for another searing kiss. "After all, if we do, we won't have much of an excuse to spend so much time together anymore..."

A worry speared through her, fighting against her desire to let herself go and lose herself in her pleasure. She hated to think of losing her access to him - what would happen if they were caught? There is no way they would be allowed to continue working together. What would happen then? She kissed him again, her brow furrowing. "We should be careful..."

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan kissed her hungrily, passionately. Every cell of his body was on fire for Eve. Being in love with her was like bringing all of his writing to life in one amazing woman that mirrored his affections. He could never be sated; he knew he would want her morning, noon and night. He chuckled at her comment about being caught as he moved her ass to the edge of his desk.

He was about to slip her panties off, but caught the look in her eyes as he kissed her yet again. Pausing a moment to consider what she said, he nodded. He knew she was right; he knew they were in dangerous territory by even thinking of doing this here where professors and students could walk by his door at any time. Never mind who might have seen them come and go together.

He gently pressed his forehead to hers. "I know; we absolutely should be more careful... We absolutely need to work on our stories for when we are seen on campus together." He gently slid his hands up and down her petite body, loving that something so small could make him feel so good. He leaned back enough so he could see her face before speaking quietly. "Do you want me to stop?" His fingers slid up to caress her face, loving the feel of her skin on his.

 

[slut_in_white]

"No," Eve answered instantly, pulling his body tight against hers. She loved the way he felt against her. Her legs came up to wrap around his hips, and she smiled sheepishly. "I don't want you to stop. Just, um, we shouldn't do this very often on campus. That's all."

She sighed, loving the feeling of his hands sliding over her skin. Her own fingers mirrored his motions, tracing shapes up his side, over his ribs, and then up his chest to his shoulders. "We have an excuse to be together. We work together. It's not strange for us to be around each other, alone, on a regular basis. We just can't make too much noise when we do, that's all." Her panic was starting to settle again. They could do this. As long as they maintain a basic amount of caution, it could even be easy.

Smiling to show him she was feeling better, she tightened her legs around his hips and began to grind herself against him. "Evan..."

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan loved pressing his body to hers. It felt so good to hold her. He listened to her words and felt her heart pounding in her chest. I was either nerves or passion. Either way, it showed him now much she wanted this in her life, despite the risks. Hearing her sigh out his name made his cock so hard. holding her close, her legs around his hips let him lift her from the desk and sit down in his office chair with her on top of him.

His hands slid over her bare back, holding her close to him as he kissed her deeply. "We'll find a way." He sighed agaisnt her lips before moving his lips to kiss her neck. He could feel his shaft rubbing her mound through their combined underwear, but was in no hurry to slip his off. He was enjoying kissing and holding her too much. "Eve...." he sighed out against the crook of her neck. Eventually, he couldn't help it, and slid his hands down the back of her panties, clutching her round backside. It was so grabbable and used it to grind her a little harder against him.

 

[slut_in_white]

Eve cooed her pleasure as Evan moved the both of them to his chair. She settled comfortably over his lap, giggling as his hands slipped into her panties to grasp at her bottom. She pressed her hands over his cheeks to guide his face up to hers so that she could kiss him firmly.

With a fire of lust lit in her eyes, she pulled away from him and stood. She was nude but for her panties in front of him. With a knowing smirk, she hooked her thumbs through the tops of them and began to pull, oh so slowly, down her legs. She took her sweet time, turning it into a bit of a strip tease once she saw how much he seemed to enjoy the view. And once she was done, she bent towards him at the waist, planting a quick kiss to his lips, and then caught the tops of his underwear as well, tugging them down his legs until they dropped to the floor too.

"Much better," she purred, climbing back atop his lap, moaning softly at the feeling of skin against skin.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan smiled as Eve slid from him, only to tease him with a little dance. He watched as she worked her panties down over her curvy hips and down her legs. He was only too happy to lift his hips to help her slide his underwear off as well. When she settled on top of him again, he smiled and held her close, kissing her hungrily. He could tell how badly she wanted him by how coated his cock became as she ground her slit against it.

"Eve.... I don't ever want to stop... You make me insatiable..." he moaned softly in her ear as his cheek pressed to hers. Instinctively, his hips lifted and pressed his crotch harder to hers. "Guide me in... help me fill you again..." he moaned, his need hanging from every word.

 

[slut_in_white]

Eve nodded, not trusting her voice to respond to his heated request. She was afraid if she opened her mouth she might moan or make some other - loud - noise that would give them away. So instead she simply held his gaze while she reached down to guide him towards her entrance. And as she sunk down onto his length, she kissed him, hard, to muffle the moans that did escape her throat.

"Evan..." she breathed, her voice hitching as he filled her to the brink all over again. "God, how do you keep doing this to me?" she asked, a playful little smirk passing across her lips between expressions of ecstasy.

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan groaned into the kiss as he felt Eve sinking down on his whole length. Her moans against his lips made him smile and reminded him that he couldn't be himself like at home. His hands gripped onto her ass, pulling her down just that little bit more to sink fully inside her.

He smiled at her question, looking up into her trusting eyes. "Because you finally are getting what you want sexually from a relationship." He guessed smiling up at her. Leaning up a little, he kissed her a little harder, a little deeper. "Eve..." he sighed against her skin as he held her close, caressing her cheek with his own. Ever so slightly, he started to grind his hips against hers. Leaning back, he looked in her eyes. Ever so slowly, he moved a little more, a little harder. "Can you imagine going away to study more erotic literature? Doing this in exotic places all over the world?" He bit his lip to stifle a groan again.

 

[slut_in_white]

Eve offered a soft chuckle at Evan's words. It sounded a little egotistical, perhaps, but he was right. She wasn't inclined to sleep around, so perhaps her experiences had been bad, but college guys tended not to be particularly good in bed. Somehow, despite not being that much older, Evan had gained some world of sexual experience they could only dream about.

Or maybe it was just him.

But before she could ponder that idea too much, he brought up the idea of traveling with her. She moaned softly, her hips starting to rise and fall over his, slowly enough to avoid making any suspicious noises. The result was a slow burning pace that allowed her to feel every inch of him as she rode, up and down. "Mmm, I can just imagine it. Walking down the beach, stripping naked to go for a swim at midnight..." She paused, smiling, to kiss him. "Of course, I doubt the swimming would last long before you'd come up behind me and grab me, pulling me close so I can feel how hard you are..."

 

[such_a_bad_man]

Evan loved the slow grind she fell into. Not only did it feel amazing, it was smart for trying to keep what they were doing under wraps. Her pussy squeezed him so perfectly and he could swear he felt her pussy wrapping around every ridge and vein in his cock. It must have felt as good for Eve as he could feel her breathing change.

Evan smiled as he listened to her story, not minding that she paused to kiss him. It was the perfect break and he kissed her back greedily, almost too much before he had to let her go. The image of them naked on a beach overseas made him lean his head back and involuntarily thrust up into her to mimic her story. When she stopped, he was more than happy to pick it up.

"You'd feel my thick hard cock against your ass before my hands slid up your back, bending you forward at the waist enough so I can slide all this thick cock you love deep into your aching pussy." He bit his lip as he felt her squeezing him tight as he bottomed out inside her. "Mmmm, yeah, just like that, then rocking my hips in time with the waves rolling in and out. No worry about prying eyes... no worry about someone seeing us... just fucking like we love to do together... so intimately, so connected." His hands slid up her body, taking her breasts in hand. He held them and teased them, wanting her to feel this sexual energy that flowed between them in all her erogenous zones. He watched her eyes as he always did when they made love, looking for clues to know when he was hitting those spots just right.