A/N: So I did a thing? Inspiration randomly struck yesterday and there was no way I couldn't NOT write this. I haven't written anything worthwhile in approximately 800 years, so please do not sugar coat attempts to tell me if this is repulsive. Also, I don't write smut (read it, duh. write it? no.), so I'm sorry to disappoint. Feel free to imagine a spin-off. Enjoy!
Elizabeth slid into the back of the lecture hall without a sound, quickly taking a seat near the back door. Luckily the students in Henry's upper-division theology seminar were sparse. Those who didn't require the credit were unlikely to take a course that was notorious across campus for the tough grading. No matter how hot the professor was, most of students were not willing to risk their GPAs simply for a semester of eye candy.
"Aquinas coined the three theological virtues, which happen to correspond with those of Aristotle and the respective fruits of the Spirit." Henry flipped through the slides of his power point, settling on the corner of the desk leaning toward the front row of eagerly engaged students.
A theology senior whom Henry had taken under his wing as a freshman ceased her writing, placing her pen atop her notes and looking up at the professor. "So, of the three theological virtues, which do you think is the greatest?"
He crossed his arms, pondering the question. "I don't think one virtue can be place above another; they're all equally important to possess. As opposed to values, virtues cannot be labeled with cost-benefit ratio so easily…" The impromptu discussion continued, yet Henry deemed it far too valuable to finish the power point and prepared content.
He glanced at his watch, standing to gather his lecture notes in the process. "Don't forget about the two-page response to the assigned reading." The students reluctantly packed up their things and headed out of the hall. "See you on Monday!"
As she watched the students meander into the hallway, Elizabeth made her way quietly down the stairs, watching Henry collect his materials and prepare to head back to his office before lunch.
"Hm, do you think Aquinas was correct in pursuing natural law as human connection to God?" Henry grabbed his briefcase raising his eyes to meet the sound of the descending voice. He smiled seeing the source saunter toward him. "Because I heard that…"
Her argument died as her lips softly met his. She truly had no intention of arguing any of the points in his lecture. To be honest, she had googled the theological virtues while he and his students were discussing.
"Hi." She breathed against his mouth as he pulled away and met her eyes.
"Hey." He smiled feeling her hot breath tickle his chin. "Are you new to the theology department?"
Elizabeth smiled, resting her hands on his waist, venturing beneath his sport coat. "Don't you wish?" she laughed, acquiring a mischievous gleam in her eye. "No, I just have the hots for the department chair."
He slid his briefcase on to the desk running his hands down her arms, settling on her hips. "That's too bad," he feigned an exaggerated pout. "Because I heard he's going steady with a babe from poly sci."
She slid her hands up his chest settling behind his head. The tips of her fingers skimmed the nape of his neck, grazing the ends of his hair. "Too bad, indeed." She whispered against his ear lobe before placing soft kisses behind his ear and down his neck. "I heard he's a catch."
He groaned softly into her hair before meeting her eyes again. "Babe, Dr. Vail has a class in here at noon. You know how prepared he likes to be before his lectures."
She echoed his annoyance, resting her hands against his chest. "He is the last faculty member I want catching us making out."
"Agreed." He took this chance to grab his forgotten briefcase in one hand, and Elizabeth's hand in the other as he escorted her out of the building and across the lawn.
"Do you have time for lunch?" Feeling Henry's hand slip around her waist, landing under her blazer gave her ideas of her own. She only hoped he hadn't added additional office hours this week, though.
"I always have time for you, babe." He muttered, placing a kiss on her temple. She let a satisfied smile stretch across her lips as they entered into Gibson Hall.
Elizabeth followed him into the theology office, knowing she needn't be back in her office until late afternoon. There were surely papers she could have been grading, a final she could have been writing. In all honesty, though, she needed a break. She wasted no time following Henry past the front desk and down the hallway into his office, saying hello to fellow professors in the process.
She quietly shut his office door behind her, watching as he unloaded his belongings on to a small table adjacent his desk. She leaned her back heavily into the door, keeping her hands on the door knob, analyzing his every movement. She silently twisted the lock of the handle and made her way further into the office. Just in case she thought.
They settled comfortably into the couch and unpacked their meals, lunch resting on the coffee table in front of them. "Don't forget about Ali's soccer game this weekend." Henry broke the silence, taking a bite of his sandwich.
She nodded in response, making a mental note to finish going over her Post War Politics final this afternoon, leaving her weekend a bit more open. Their conversation remained light, discussing the children, campus events, and the duties they had to fulfill before the summer semester began.
Elizabeth moved to dispose of the remnants, returning to stand in front of the coffee table to finish her water. "What time is it?" she asked, innocent blue eyes staring down at a still seated Henry as she drew near the couch once again.
He rose, glancing at his watch. "It's only half past noon." She frowned, watching him approach his desk to sort through a stack of papers. He opened his laptop, hoping to knock out a portion of grade input before his 1:30 class. "Shouldn't you get going soon?" He peered up from behind his glasses. "Don't you have a 1:00?"
"Nope." She threw him a sideways glance, placing emphasis on the pop of the word. "They have an online work day." She settled behind his chair, resting her forearms atop the back as she watched him navigate a spreadsheet.
"You want to catch up on some grading in here?"
She gently spun his chair around, leaning into him. "I have a better idea. "She whispered, bending her knees and lowering herself to his lap. He moaned softly against her eager lips, resting his hands on her hips.
"I like the way you think." His husky voice vibrated her bones and lit the heat that had been smoldering within her belly. She floated butterfly kisses along his jawline moving her lips to the corner of his mouth, finally feeling their lips connect.
She let out a gasp and felt her head fall to the side when his hands trailed from their resting place on her hips, down her thighs.
He took this opportunity to scrape his teeth along her throat, whispering a hushed challenge in her ear. "Can you be quiet this time?" A furious blush spread across her cheeks as he captured her lips in a fiery kiss. This was definitely going to be a challenge…
