Master and Student (Professor Monroe)

Master and Student (Professor Monroe) Mar 1, 2013 13:02:12 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2013 13:02:12 GMT -8

Rogan exhaled loudly as he laid in Raven Monroe’s bed; “Jack is never going to believe me.” He thought silently to himself as he adjusted the silk blankets to help cover himself a little better. Rogan couldn’t exactly explain why he felt the importance of decency after what him and Raven had just shared, but the thought of being naked in front of her still seemed a little weird to him. Although, her naked body was the only image going through his mind at the current time. Rogan tried to replay the day’s events in his head, and there was no way for himself to explain it to himself. Rogan thought that he was easily the luckiest man alive to have Raven Monroe, sex goddess, not only come onto him; but actually follow through with it and show him what to do.

Rogan looked over at Raven who was still lying next to him in bed, she was seemingly just staring at him; Rogan was sure that she was critiquing how awful he was and whether he was the worst person she’d ever slept with or not. “Uh- I- I’m sorry… you know… about everything at first…” Rogan had a less than stellar start in the beginning but he’d been lucky that Raven was either desperate or was really patient; his money was on the former and not the latter of the two. Rogan turned in bed so that he could face her better, his eyes trailing over her body that was silhouetted by the silk sheets; it was as if her body was specifically designed to please men. He wasn’t sure if it was just his inexperience or if it was that she was actually just that good; “Are all women… you know… as talented as that?” He asked sheepishly, his face blushing slightly. He was surprised that his embarrassment was fading slightly, although that probably had more to do with the fact with what they had just done than him actually being able to communicate with females.

Rogan could feel his stomach twisting again and he nonchalantly tried to inch his body closer to Raven’s; upset by the distance between the two of them. “So… I’m just curious…Professor” Rogan said with a devilish grin creeping upon his face, an expression that was entirely new to him; “Exactly when is my next lesson going to be?” the shyness had returned to his voice, just slightly as he reached over and delicately brushed his fingertips across Raven’s cheek, before trailing down behind her and pulling her close against his body. “Lesson Number Three: Pulling her closer is always warranted.”

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Master and Student (Professor Monroe) Mar 3, 2013 20:42:14 GMT -8

Post by RAVEN LENNOX MONROE on Mar 3, 2013 20:42:14 GMT -8

Raven Monroe was lying on her bed, a vision of pure and unadulterated passion incarnate and she knew it. She was stretched out on her side, her fingertips lying on her thigh, her ever curve visible under the lack of sheets that were around her body. She reached up, deliberately dragging her fingertips up her body until she reached her cheek, at which point she used the back of her hand to cover her mouth as she yawned. Despite the fact that she liked to pretend that she could go all night long, it did indeed take a toll on her somedays. She looked up at Rogan, who was staring off into the distance, pulling the covers around his body. Rave was tempted to laugh - it wasn’t as if she hadn’t seen it before...but then again she supposed that he was a young one...probably not even sure who he was. And most certainly not completely comfortable with who he was yet.

Much to her surprise - Rogan had been...a vision once she had gotten him going. Sure, he was inexperienced and a little quick to jump the gun (quite literally), but she had enjoyed herself. Which had been a first in a couple of months. Lately, sex had become such a chore with Bryant. Things had gone stale...and the only reason that she had been staying with him was the sheer fact that he payed for her to be extravagant. It was a trade off that she was willing to make - well, that and she got the pleasure of toying with her clients for her job at the Prophet. Coupled together, it made her life...bearable. But something about Rogan intrigued her...made her feel more alive when she was with him. Perhaps it was the fact that she legitimately felt as if she was corrupting the poor boy. A slight chill ran through the air, and in response, Raven pulled her silk sheets up and around her body, letting them cling to her, ”Please, sugar. Don’t apologize. The second go-around was much better.”

[/b] She breathed as she reached up and tucked some of her red hair behind her ear.

He turned over, his handsome frame now silhouetted by the sheets and Raven felt her stomach knot itself involuntarily. Merlin, for being so young, he looked like a stallion. And that accent?! It was as if she was exploring an entirely new option in Rogan. She bit down on her lip, trying her best not to laugh at him as he asked if all women knew what they were doing in the bedroom, ”No so much-”[/b] She breathed, putting her hand on his shoulder and then running it down his upper arm. There was something intoxicating about feeling his skin beneath her fingertips. It reminded her that she was the one in control. She told him what to do and instructed him on exactly how to do it. It was almost as if he was...her toy to play with. All hers, ”I mean, I’m sure that everyone wants to think that they’re talented between the sheets but few actually live up to expectations.”[/b] It was a matter of fact statement. Raven knew herself to be exemplary when it came to what she did, which meant that she had nothing to worry about in that department.

She felt him moving slightly, for every time that he inched closer, the sheets gave a distinguished tug against her body. Raven raised both of her eyebrows at the expression that was on Rogan’s face, ”Well well, aren’t you eager you-”[/b] He had his hand behind her, pulled her frame toward him in one swift moment so that their entire bodies were pressed together. She felt a gentle round of goosebumps run down her back and she kissed his jaw-line, ”All in due time -”[/b] She decided in that moment that if this was going to work and she was going to indeed teach Rogan everything that he needed to know, then it would be done on her time and not his, ”All in due time.”[/b]

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Master and Student (Professor Monroe)

Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2013 13:02:12 GMT -8

Post by RAVEN LENNOX MONROE on Mar 3, 2013 20:42:14 GMT -8

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