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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)
« Last post by Hayate Tachibana on September 08, 2025, 08:10:03 pm »Hayate soon found his centre in the bathroom after first washing his hands and splashing some on his face. He had stared hard, scolding himself intensely for allowing everything to go sideways because a little girl with a crush was using what she considered normal statements about a simple crush into something that sounded a lot worse if you only heard snippets. He had tightened his tie, mussed up his hair as if that was banishing some bad karma and marched to his classroom, ignoring anyone still brave enough to stare at him in confusion about the events at the entrance door.
"Hello class," Hayate greeted, watching them stand and bow at him. He searched the room, seeing many faces that he'd taken the time to memorise at home using the class registry. "Sit," he commanded and waited until the scrapes of chairs concluded to speak further. He wasted no time in pointing to the board. "As you know we have the festival coming up and as a class we must of course fulfill our obligations and decide on a theme or event to do. Now," Hayate stopped to look at Kendou... no wait that was wrong right, looking at his registry. Drat, he found English surnames rather hard to pronounce right. No wonder he was so wrong. "Kendric-san earlier demonstrated that in order to choose an event without incident I will need someone to volunteer to run today's..."
"Hello class," Hayate greeted, watching them stand and bow at him. He searched the room, seeing many faces that he'd taken the time to memorise at home using the class registry. "Sit," he commanded and waited until the scrapes of chairs concluded to speak further. He wasted no time in pointing to the board. "As you know we have the festival coming up and as a class we must of course fulfill our obligations and decide on a theme or event to do. Now," Hayate stopped to look at Kendou... no wait that was wrong right, looking at his registry. Drat, he found English surnames rather hard to pronounce right. No wonder he was so wrong. "Kendric-san earlier demonstrated that in order to choose an event without incident I will need someone to volunteer to run today's..."
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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)
« Last post by Haley Russell on September 08, 2025, 05:59:15 pm » <-------------------------------------------> Little princess in a terrible mess A kingdom alone, but no love to confess Dreams of a prince on a tall white horse Runs like a spirit by the castle walls <-------------------------------------------> |
| "You're no fun, Sensei. I'm sure everyone else would like a kissing booth. Even if the only person I'd want a kiss from is you," Rachel replied. She didn't care about the boys in her class. Her eyes were only on her teacher. There were really no boys that paid her antics any mind. The only seemed to though into the body of their female peers when it came to Mana. Which Rachel had to immediately shut down with an intimidating look and possibly threaten violence on them. Mana may have been more developed than her and the rest of their female classmates, but that didn't give her male classmates the right to leer over her. But there were times the child couldn't help but be jealous of her friend because she wanted a body that would make her teacher notice her. Instead he was treating her like the child she was. It irritated her, yet there wasn't anything she could do about it. In the meantime, she decided that she would tease Tachibana Sensei one last time before heading to class. Grinning, she placed her hands on her hips and said, "Fine, Sensei. While you're in the bathroom, you better me thinking about me and only me." What she said wasn't better than her earlier statements, but in her mind, it was funny. Plus, she hopes that someday her teacher will look at her as an adult and not a child when she becomes older. She won't give up until she becomes his mate. Sticking out her tongue, she waved playfully at her teacher before running off to head to the classroom. Naturally, he did get stared at by a few teachers that were nearby as she ran away. Their looks one of concern which is understandable hearing a child say that to a grown adult. To them, it wasn't normal, but in Rachel's mind it was and all in good fun for her. That said, she couldn't wait for class to begin as she entered homeroom and made her way over to her desk and sat down between her two friends, Mana and Sana. |
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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)
« Last post by Hayate Tachibana on September 08, 2025, 05:48:23 pm »"No to any kissing booths."
He wasn't going to get into a debate about why kissing booths were not kosher with anything that might dare call itself a centre of learning. Her cheeky smile was endearing if he didn't have to listen to the voice attempting to proposition him. Sure, she had no real understanding at her young age of how important bonds were but this ridiculousness was only going to slow her development into a productive member of society. He thought with some weariness that he may need to finally ask the school nurse to take the girl aside and give the pamphlets he knew were in her office to explain why this was not appropriate to try to make a claim on anyone at her age never mind her teacher.
He chose to retreat. It was the coward's way out. Meh, worked for him.
"Class is about to start. Move quickly. We will discuss reasonable options when I return from the restroom. Anything else blatantly forbidden will be met with disciplinary action."
He did not need the restroom. All he wanted was a moment to compose himself and make a show of outright dismissing her wild fantasies. End any idea Hayate might be entertaining her in any serious way.
He wasn't going to get into a debate about why kissing booths were not kosher with anything that might dare call itself a centre of learning. Her cheeky smile was endearing if he didn't have to listen to the voice attempting to proposition him. Sure, she had no real understanding at her young age of how important bonds were but this ridiculousness was only going to slow her development into a productive member of society. He thought with some weariness that he may need to finally ask the school nurse to take the girl aside and give the pamphlets he knew were in her office to explain why this was not appropriate to try to make a claim on anyone at her age never mind her teacher.
He chose to retreat. It was the coward's way out. Meh, worked for him.
"Class is about to start. Move quickly. We will discuss reasonable options when I return from the restroom. Anything else blatantly forbidden will be met with disciplinary action."
He did not need the restroom. All he wanted was a moment to compose himself and make a show of outright dismissing her wild fantasies. End any idea Hayate might be entertaining her in any serious way.
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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)
« Last post by Haley Russell on September 08, 2025, 05:33:16 pm »<-------------------------------------------> Little princess in a terrible mess A kingdom alone, but no love to confess Dreams of a prince on a tall white horse Runs like a spirit by the castle walls <-------------------------------------------> |
| Rachel did away with her puckered lips and instead pouted as she stared up at her homeroom teacher. Even though he was always so serious, she still liked him anyway. However, that didn't make it any less of a bummer that he was a by the books teacher. Well, she couldn't complain. He wasn't trash like her previous homeroom teacher who was just mean and creepy towards the students. She could give Tachibana Sensei more credit than them. That didn't mean she was thrilled about the idea of being given extra homework and detention because she simply wanted to show her teacher affection. Even now, he brought up the differences in their ages which made the young girl tilt her head to the side. "We cannot help who we want to be our future mate, Sensei. Besides, it's not uncommon for anyone my age to desire and find their mate early. They just don't do the fun stuff that adults do until they're older." She gave a cheeky grin, her brow arched to indicate to her teacher what she was talking about. She knew that he knew, but was skirting the issue. She didn't even care that there were other teachers watching them from the sidelines before going to their own classrooms. Rachel wouldn't do anything to get her teacher in trouble. Rachel knew she wasn't old enough to do the things she wanted, but she wanted her teacher to know that she would be waiting for him when the time came. "But don't worry, Tachibana Sensei, I'll wait for you when I'm old enough," Rachel giggled. "Anyway, today's the start of us preparing for our school festival so we have to make sure our class comes up with the best ideas, Sensei. I was thinking a "Kissing Booth"." Rachel grinned again at her teacher, if merely to get a reaction out of him. |
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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)
« Last post by Hayate Tachibana on September 08, 2025, 05:18:03 pm »Indeed, the precocious child still hadn't removed her delusions about him being her mate. Hayate sighed patiently, watching her squint her face, puckering her lips to give him a kiss on the cheek despite the massive height difference. He was never more grateful that he had grown tall and out of reach of children with ideas that could get him arrested and sent to prison. He decided to hold his ground, nodding slightly to the other girls watching the spectacle, hoping one of them may teach her the Japanese way of decorum.
Judging from their various expressions his hopes were in vain. Perhaps they too saw the chances of correcting her exuberant behaviour was about as likely as him being a stereotypical alpha? He didn't get a degree for this nonsense!
This display of hers took so much time, the unbroken kissy face that drew more than a few eyes was so long that he had to act. Rumours were like landmines. If one exploded, his career would be the one getting its limbs hacked off before he could say 'What was that click?'
"Propositioning a teacher will get you detention for a week with extra homework and a letter to your parents about the importance of respecting hierarchies in Japanese society," Hayate droned, exasperated internally even if his face was like stone. "Besides you are aware the age gap alone..."
Why was he about to give her a lecture on the mechanics of mating? His desire to educate and inform was going to get him in trouble one day. This child, uh what was her surname again?... Rachel-kun would require extra attention to correct her.
Judging from their various expressions his hopes were in vain. Perhaps they too saw the chances of correcting her exuberant behaviour was about as likely as him being a stereotypical alpha? He didn't get a degree for this nonsense!
This display of hers took so much time, the unbroken kissy face that drew more than a few eyes was so long that he had to act. Rumours were like landmines. If one exploded, his career would be the one getting its limbs hacked off before he could say 'What was that click?'
"Propositioning a teacher will get you detention for a week with extra homework and a letter to your parents about the importance of respecting hierarchies in Japanese society," Hayate droned, exasperated internally even if his face was like stone. "Besides you are aware the age gap alone..."
Why was he about to give her a lecture on the mechanics of mating? His desire to educate and inform was going to get him in trouble one day. This child, uh what was her surname again?... Rachel-kun would require extra attention to correct her.
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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)
« Last post by Haley Russell on September 08, 2025, 04:52:57 pm »<-------------------------------------------> Little princess in a terrible mess A kingdom alone, but no love to confess Dreams of a prince on a tall white horse Runs like a spirit by the castle walls <-------------------------------------------> |
| Rachel merely laughed as it would seem that her teacher still hasn't gotten her surname correctly. Kendric wasn't a common surname in Japan. That much is clear. But it was amusing to her to watch Tachibana Sensei struggle when trying to address her formally. Thankfully, he got her first name correctly because it would be a bummer to her if he didn't. To her, that would mean he was intentionally trying to get her name wrong. But since it was her surname, she didn't think too deeply into it. Now, she knew Sana, being the strong headed young actress classmate and friend of her would purposely say their teacher's name wrong. If only to annoy him. Mana was always respectful to everyone she interacted with. She was also glad that Mana returned to school when she informed her of their new homeroom teacher being better than their previous one who was deliberately trying to push her poor friend out while being creepy. Rachel didn't take too kindly to that, but they left and things were normal for their class. But that didn't stop her from having fun with her new teacher. Even now as the other students entered the school, she was the last one remaining while staring up at him with a wide smile as she couldn't help but tease him. "Tachibana Sensei, you still haven't gotten my surname right and it's only been a month since you've been our new teacher," she snickered. "Will me giving you a kiss on the cheek help you remember, Sensei? You are my future mate after all, so it's only natural that you learn to remember your mate's name," Rachel teased him while puckering up her lips. She knew he wouldn't do anything openly to her or allow her to do anything in return to him, but she couldn't help herself. Besides, it was all in good fun for her, and she could only hope that maybe he would look at her as his future mate. Out of other adult males, he is the only one she feels she can genuinely trust that wouldn't do anything to hurt her. |
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Western District / Re: It's Valentine's Day? (Dusan/M)
« Last post by Haley Russell on September 08, 2025, 03:45:23 pm » | Haley wasn't going to run from him. She felt herself entirely engulfed by Dusan's scent. Wrapped in it while he held his arms around her waist. She kept the movement of her hands steady and slow. Not trying to rush anything, but rather get a sense of him and his body. She felt his hardened organ throb in her hands as she continued moving her hands up and down for a few moments longer, causing the color in her face to rise again. There was no denying that he wanted her. She could not only feel it through his scent, but also just how his body reacted when she touched him. She moved her hands away from Dusan's erection and back up to his dampened chest. His skin felt practically hot to the touch, much like her own from the kisses he continued to pamper her body with. Of course, with her hands no longer covering her breasts, it'd given Dusan ample opportunity to have access to them, which she felt him take full advantage of. All while whispering into her ear how much he loved her. Hearing those words caused her to feel a rush of heat wash all over her body. Never before had she been told by anyone how much they loved her. This heat felt much stronger than what she felt earlier when this began between them. The admission of 'love'. She never once thought she'd ever hear Dusan say those words to her. Mainly because she only took his flirty comments about her half seriously, believing that nothing would come of it. A part of her did want something, but had decided back then not to put stock into it as she'd already told him that she wouldn't do anything with him if it wasn't serious. 'Is this ... him taking what she said seriously?' Haley wondered, panting heavily. The words Dusan spoke earlier lingered. His declaration of not letting anyone make her feel inferior, which included herself. She continued to feel his hands, his fingers caressing her skin ever so softly, gently. He wasn't trying to rush things, just like she wasn't. However, her arms were beginning to hurt from reaching behind, and her arms took their place around her breasts again; however, she felt Dusan unhook the clasp to her bra while trying to help her calm her breathing. She listened to him, taking in his scent and resting her back against him as the straps of her bra began to slide down her shoulders. His hands retook their place on her body, making her shiver from his touch once more. His touch remained gentle, touching every exposed area of her body until the dark-haired woman felt his hands make their way to the waistband of her jeans, which he'd begun to unbutton and pull the zipper down. She wasn't entirely naked in front of him, but it almost felt like it despite parts of her clothing still on. That included her jeans, which she'd only felt him tug at just a bit, and only revealed the waistline of the panties she wore. 'We're ... really doing this ...' she thought. Without a second thought, she slowly began to turn around to face Dusan, the expression on her face telling Dusan how she was feeling right now. Unlike last time, she wasn't rejecting him. Albeit she may still be a tad scared because this would be her first time and not his, there was no denial in her eyes that she wanted him. In one quick movement, she allowed her bra to fall to the floor, revealing her breasts to him while she carefully reached her hands up to touch Dusan's chest like she had earlier. To learn the feel of him better compared to before. |
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Astraea Academy / Re: School Festival Preparations (Open)
« Last post by Hayate Tachibana on September 08, 2025, 03:32:56 pm »This morning had been absolutely wonderful. He had woken up just before his alarm, had an extra ten minutes in the shower and eaten a good breakfast. The weather was gorgeous, all sun and glorious blue skies. Naturally all this feel good factor derailed his usual strict demeanour, softening him up as he had walked to Astraea Academy instead of taking his car. The birds had been singing to him on the short stroll to his school building and everything had been wonderful.
His first stop had been the staff room. After greeting a few early risers, the alpha had went about his routine. He had packed away his suede jacket carefully, pushing down any wrinkles and then after removing any offending lint he had angled it perfectly onto his cubicle's chair. After collecting his materials, still admiring the birth of what promised to be a brilliant day for teaching young mind's he had finally reached his current destination.
A mad, rare whimsy had led him to the front gate to watch the bright and cheerful minds of the school wander in past him. He was enjoying the air, his usual brisk and unbroken routine had been accelerated by around ten minutes. Maybe he would have a beer and watch the game to celebrate his little bright start to the day? Perhaps he should encourage this addition to his routine? There was so many mundane thoughts flying around his organised brains, the sounds of happy children playing a wonderful background noise to his careful demeanour.
Then reality hit him harder than his mother when she caught him stealing money from his purse as a kid. There was a greeting, a slightly accented voice filled with childish glee and reminded him that this class was a battlefield. The sky appeared to grey ever so slightly as if to say 'ha ha, fooled you' and all that cheer was devoured by his return to battle. Here was the first skirmish...
"Good morning, Kendou-kun," he addressed as formally as he normally would have, looking down at the bright, smiling face of his student Rachel Kendou, one of his problem children, maybe 'the' problem child. Her usual band of friends were surrounding her, each with different issues that he tried to address while they were his pupils.
His first stop had been the staff room. After greeting a few early risers, the alpha had went about his routine. He had packed away his suede jacket carefully, pushing down any wrinkles and then after removing any offending lint he had angled it perfectly onto his cubicle's chair. After collecting his materials, still admiring the birth of what promised to be a brilliant day for teaching young mind's he had finally reached his current destination.
A mad, rare whimsy had led him to the front gate to watch the bright and cheerful minds of the school wander in past him. He was enjoying the air, his usual brisk and unbroken routine had been accelerated by around ten minutes. Maybe he would have a beer and watch the game to celebrate his little bright start to the day? Perhaps he should encourage this addition to his routine? There was so many mundane thoughts flying around his organised brains, the sounds of happy children playing a wonderful background noise to his careful demeanour.
Then reality hit him harder than his mother when she caught him stealing money from his purse as a kid. There was a greeting, a slightly accented voice filled with childish glee and reminded him that this class was a battlefield. The sky appeared to grey ever so slightly as if to say 'ha ha, fooled you' and all that cheer was devoured by his return to battle. Here was the first skirmish...
"Good morning, Kendou-kun," he addressed as formally as he normally would have, looking down at the bright, smiling face of his student Rachel Kendou, one of his problem children, maybe 'the' problem child. Her usual band of friends were surrounding her, each with different issues that he tried to address while they were his pupils.
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Astraea Academy / School Festival Preparations (Open)
« Last post by Haley Russell on September 08, 2025, 02:55:53 pm »<-------------------------------------------> Little princess in a terrible mess A kingdom alone, but no love to confess Dreams of a prince on a tall white horse Runs like a spirit by the castle walls <-------------------------------------------> |
| It was another sunny day at Astraea Academy, and Rachel was cheerfully skipping along the sidewalk trail that led to the school. Why was she so happy? That was because she got to see her favorite teacher again after the summer break. Naturally, she'd also had to complete her summer homework, which she turned in don't he first day of class, while playfully flirting with Tachibana Sensei, that she only did it because she wanted a reward for doing not only doing her summer assignments, but also if she earned good grades on all of them, she wanted a reward for that too. As per usual, he always denied her with a smack on the head with rolled-up lesson plans or merely chastising her for her inappropriate behavior. But the young child didn't care. She was just happy to have something else to look forward to at school for once. It's also because of her excitement about Tachibana Sensei being her homeroom teacher that her friends Sana and Mana have become worried about her. Well, Sana more than Mana. It wasn't hard to notice that Sana didn't like their teacher very much, but that was only because he presented as an Alpha. She understood her friend's reasoning behind her actions, but she had told her that not all Alphas were the same. She knew that firsthand, dealing with her 'stepbrother' that she dared never to speak about. Not even her stepmother knew about what he did to her, but as long as he wasn't around, Rachel was fine. Besides, as long as she had Tachibana Sensei, she felt that everything would be okay. Plus, she didn't want to worry her stepparents and stepsister by wanting around and being nothing more than an empty shell of herself. She didn't like her stepbrother, but as long as he stayed away, Rachel felt she had nothing to worry about each time she went home. However, she knew that whenever he comes home, she made sure to stay away from him as much as she possibly could. Approaching the school gate, the young girl pushed it open and immediately rushed toward the entrance, where everyone was already making their way inside. Immediately, she saw Tachbana Sensei and gave a wide smile. That was for a different reason outside of her usual antics. That was because today was the beginning of the preparations for her school's festival they would be holding soon. Rachel couldn't help but be excited because she had all sorts of ideas her class could do, or something she and her group of friends could do. Either way, she had ideas. "Ohaio, Seeeenseeei!" she chimed cheerfully to the older and taller man who stood by the door entrance. Her Japanese was anything but great, but she knew how to speak it well enough, even if the tone in which she spoke it wasn't respectful, considering she wasn't of Japanese descent. |
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