'Oh my God!' Ruby internally screamed as her English Professor, Mister Gold, walked back down to his desk at the front of the lecturer hall. 'Oh my fucking God!' He was wearing the ring. Ruby had to force herself to stay quiet...it was him. Her heart was racing, thumping against her chest, forcing even more strain on her already too tight white blouse that was always matched with a tartan skirt and cute red pumps. It took several moments to calm herself down, taking deep breaths filling her shocked body...the man was Gold.
It had all started two weeks earlier...
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Ruby didn't know exactly what time it was all she knew was late. Her hair was loosing its volume, her feet hurt and all she wanted was her bed, it had been a long day at the diner and she could take no more. Ruby tiptoed into the apartment that she shared with her best friend Belle French, it was small but fit their needs rather well. The perfect distance between college and the clubs. Ruby'd been expecting the place to be quiet the only noises being a sleeping Belle and Mister Carpenter's television three doors down, the man never seemed to sleep, but instead Ruby was quickly faced with the heavy breathing and pleasure filled pants of Belle and what Ruby assumed was her new boyfriend that Ruby was yet to meet.
Ruby's first thought was to run to her bedroom and put her headphones in, giving them some privacy, but then a voice appeared in the back of her mind and took full control over her. 'What does he look like? Maybe a little like Gaston? Well only one way to find out' and before Ruby knew what she was doing she'd crept up to the door and peeked through the small crack where it had been left open. She couldn't see Belle's bed just the turquoise painted walls and the full length mirror, that fortunately pointed at Belle's bed. The mirror showed Belle sat in a man's lap completely naked with her back to the mirror. 'Damn' she thought. Thanks to the way Belle was positioned and the restricting view from the door she couldn't see the man's face, just his naked legs supporting her room mate and a large hand wrapped around her hip, whoever he was had a very nice gold ring with what looked to be an opal in the centre on his little ringer; it looked expensive, maybe even antique. After a loud scream from Belle and seeing her collapse on the mystery man Ruby ran to her own red room and hid with her headphones in until the man was gone. Which didn't take as long as she had expected, soon Belle appeared in her bedroom doorway.
"Oh, hi. Didn't realize you where back."
Belle said startled from the doorway of Ruby's room, her heart suddenly began to race.
"Yeah, sorry I would have come in and said 'hey' but I had my headphone in and you know how I'm deaf to the world when that happens."
A look of relief washed over Belle's face.
"Here." Belle held up a tube of mascara. "I just came to return this."
"Oh, thanks."
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Ruby didn't remember much more of that night, she'd spent the rest just thinking of who the mystery boyfriend was. It was good that Belle was no longer with Gaston Rose, he had been pushy and to be honest he drank too much, but Gold! Mister Gold, her English professor, the evil professor who gave her a C, a fucking C, it was at least worth a B. Ruby glanced over to Belle who was sat on her left, 'how have I never noticed before?' Belle was looking at him with a gentle smile on her face. Ruby was in pure shock and had no idea how to react. Belle had slept with her professor and still fucking was, she could have at least chosen someone hot like Professor Hopper, he taught Psychology and Ruby couldn't deny she had a bit of a crush. "You have two weeks to complete your assignments on King Lear, pay close attention to animatistic imagery. That is all, class dismissed."
Everyone stood and began packing away their things, desperate to get out of Gold's class before he gave them all F's for just being in his presence too long, all except Belle who packed up slowly and without a care in the world.
"Belle hun, are you coming with me, Jefferson and Victor for lunch?"
"Em, no sorry Ruby. I promised I would go to my father's shop."
"Oh okay, no worries." Ruby didn't believe her for a second.
"Tell Victor and Jefferson I'm sorry would you?"
"Yeah of course, you want me to walk you to the gates?"
"No that's alright, you go ahead or Jefferson will eat everything."
Ruby nodded and made her way up the steps and out the big pale green double doors to where Victor was waiting. Belle watched as they walked off and the doors clicked shut, she looked down to the front desk where Gold had his back to her as he packed away his own things into a brown leather briefcase. With a smile she crept up behind him and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck; he turned.
"So Miss French, you think kisses will get you an A?" He teased with a half smile and a glint of something Belle couldn't describe in his eyes.
"No it gets me an A+." She played along.
"Oh no, dearie. An A+ would be if you let me bend you over the desk and have you right here."7
She leaned in and ran the tip of her tongue along the shell of his ear, then whispered.
"Well then 'bend' away."
The two laughed and Gold pulled her into an embrace filled with love and just a little need.
"How I wish I could, dearie. Instead I will have to settle for a kiss." Dean Mills was everywhere.
Belle smiled and obliged giving him a deep and passion filled kiss, his tongue traced across her bottom lip begging entrance that was quickly granted. Eventually the two separated out of a need for air.
"As much as I would like to stay here with you. I did promise my father I would have lunch with him."
"Fine, take the one bit of light out of my black life." He placed his hand over his heart in mock pain.
"Oh don't get all poetic. Ruby, Victor and Jefferson are going out tonight, which means we have the whole place to ourselves."
"That will be nice."
"Yep. I will see you later," She kissed him again. "I love you."
"I love you too, dearie."
With that the auburn haired teenager vanished from the lecturer hall leaving Mister Gold alone with his thoughts and possibly a hard on.
