Othello caught Grell leaving her home early the next morning. He called out to her stopping her in her tracks. She looked over at him with those stunning eyes making his heart thump loudly.
"Morning Grell. Can we talk?" He moved to her side noticing her dress. A black, long-sleeved turtleneck dress was different but not unfashionable for her. "I saw a professor leaving your house yesterday...everything alright?"
She froze not want to speak of what they had done. "I came to his office crying yesterday about Aleistor. He came by and dropped off some things to make me feel better...he's so sweet."
He nodded slowly thinking about it. 'Of course that's why...that no good Aleistor died...she's still hurt.' He offered out his arm giving a usual smile." How about I take you to school?"
She giggled lightly taking a hold of his arm. "That sounds lovely. You sure I won't be a bother to you?" She scanned his face making sure he wasn't lying to her.
He looked at her seriously with a hint of insult. "Madame, I am a future genetic researcher and you think I'm joking? A man of science doesn't joke around with these kinds of things."
He grabbed the half helmet off his scooter placing it on his head. He reached into the storage box handing her a secondary one. She frowned a bit knowing the wind would ruin her hair.
"I guess it'll be an up do kind of day." She quickly grabbed a hair tie from her bag making a quick braid. She handed him her things to put away fixing the helmet onto her head.
He smiled letting her place her arms around his waist. This was what he had been dreaming of since they met. He drove off heading for the University. He took his usual parking spot up front by the buildings.
She took off the helmet making sure she still looked good as always. He smiled putting everything away, taking out their bags. He turned to her remembering what he wanted to ask her. "Why are you were that dress? Isn't a little warm for that?"
She looked down seeing the black outfit. She made sure to pick something that would cover the shameful "gifts" her professor left. "I just wanted something a little more classy today. Besides, the sleeves are lace and cute." She a gave pose popping her hip out.
He blushed looked at her figure. "I think it looks good on you." He walked with her to class stopping in front of the door seeing the same professor there. He groaned seeing the way some the students looked at their professor.
Grell noticed his reaction giggling softly. "It's fine Othello. It happens every class. He seems to know what he's doing when it comes to students." A thought of the day before echoing in her head.
"Of course. Handsome men Always get that kind of attention. I bet he has to beat them off with a stick." He gave a small smile pointing in the direction he needed to go. "I gotta see a lab partner about our work. I'll see you later Red."
She smiled pulling him into a tight hug. "I have heard you call me that in a long time. I'll see you later Shakespeare." She released him heading towards her desk. Othello walked away feeling the best he had in a while.
Sebastian smiled at her feeling the rage bubbling in his veins. The little brunette had to go. He stared at the young lady's wardrobe giving a silent chuckle. 'Ashamed of the little bites my love? Don't worry, your king will make you forgot all that...'
The class went on as usual, discussing the characters of Emma and their placement amongst high society. When his lecture finished, he let them go making sure to keep Grell last.
She stood in front of him clutching onto her bag. "Y-yes professor?" Her heart pounding with him moving closer. "Meet me in my office after your classes are done. We have to talk." She nodded keeping her gaze averted.
He leaned closer to her, his lips almost touching the rim of her ear. "Don't worry Ms. Sutcliffe, I won't allowing anything to happen to you." His teeth wanting to nip at the small flesh before him.
She shivered under him. Her eyes scanned the halls for any witnesses. He pulled away walking back to his desk. She walked off hurrying to her next class. The idea of his interest was terrifying.
She went through the rest of the day thinking of only her professor. Her stomach turning in regret with a bad feeling mixed in. She couldn't concentrate at all.
The time soon came knocking on the office door. He opened it standing with a sweet smile. "You told me to come here sir?" She gripped her bag tightly walking through into the room.
He shut it, locking it. He stood in front of the exit looking down at her. "I do have to give you an apology Ms. Sutcliffe...I think I've overstepped my boundaries..." He looked so sensible and sincere compared to early.
"Really?" Her eyes wide and more relaxed. He nodded placing a hand on her shoulder. "Really...I forced myself onto a student and that's never happened before. I hope I didn't frighten you. I just found you attractive and willing after the kiss in my office."
She felt all the weight from earlier loosen and lift from her. "Oh professor...I'm so sorry for being like that to you. I risked your job for a night to make myself feel better..."
"It's fine my dear. I just hope you don't think of me any differently?" His smile was soft and gentle. Her heart thumping again from his affection. Her eyes moved to his lips.
She gave in once more kissing him. He couldn't resist kissing back. A mental note taken for himself. She was his for sure. She pulled back with a feeling of shame and disgust in her belly. "I'm sorry..."
"No Ms. Sutcliffe...I'm sorry I can't make you stop feeling this way. Maybe we can keep this small secret between us?" His hand resting on the small of her back. He wanted to just become his with her own words.
She felt something was off. She should have said no but couldn't speak. Her body was betraying her. She looked up at him feeling her knees buckling. "I-I have to go..."
She moved passed him running out the door. She kept running knowing he wasn't chasing after her. Her heart pounding, head spinning, legs shaking. She felt like she was going to faint making her way to the main doors.
A sudden trip made her land on top of Othello, sending papers flying through the air. She groaned lifting herself off him. Her chest pressed against him with their legs tangled in each other.
He got up looking at her with great concern. "Are you alright Grell?" He scanned the rest of her form seeing the heel of one of her shoes broken. He helped her up looking down at it. "I'm sorry Grell. I can pay for another pair."
She groaned seeing her heels. She sighed reaching down snapping the other heel clean off. She groaned seeing how short she was now. She looked at Othello seeing he was closer to her height.
He could tell she was being to become insecure with herself. He took the broken pieces from her hands tossing them into the trash. They cleaned up the mess of papers putting them neatly into his bag. He grabbed her hand walking out the door with in a hurry.
He grabbed the spare helmet handing it to her grabbing his own. She looked confused placing it on. "Where are you taking me?" He kept quiet putting away their things. He got onto the bike letting her arms wrap around him.
They drove off heading into the shopping centre she always went to. He parked his bike leading her to one of the shoes store he knew she loved. He looked around seeing the shelves lined with heels she would look amazing in. "Pick a pair."
She stared opened mouth at the different styles. "Othello...you really don't have to...I have plenty of pairs at home..." Her heart thumped loudly as she covered her mouth trying to hide her smile.
"Of course I do. You love your heels, they make you feel beautiful...well...more beautiful..." He smiled pushing her forward towards the racks.
She went throughout the store almost drooling at the ones she loved the most. She reached up, picking out a set of stiletto heels. She glanced at the price wincing immediately.
He grabbed the shoes from her hands, along with the box, taking them to the front counter. She followed quickly behind him trying to take them back. "Don't you worry about the price Grell. Think of it as a gift."
"No, seriously. I can get a different pair you know." He pulled out his wallet handing off his card to the cashier. He smiled handing her the bag with her new shoes. "Take them."
"Oh Othello..." She pulled him into a tight hug, almost burying his face into her chest. "Thank you darling!" She pulled him up leaving a red kiss print on his cheek. "This is such a surprise."
"I'm glad you're happy. This is something you needed to make you smile. Plus you weren't embarrassed to ride around on my yellow scooter." He laughed holding his arm out. "Care to join me for dinner mademoiselle?"
She giggled holding onto his arm. "You are quite the charmer." She followed him back down to where his scooter was parked. They put on their helmets and made their way further down the road to a small Italian restaurant that Othello adored.
He put away the helmets walking in with her on his arm. He had never felt more alive. Ever since they were in middle school together, he had only dreamt to have spent an evening with her in a romantic setting. He asked for a table for two almost puffing out his chest in pride.
The waitress set them down at a small booth right by the windows. She handed them the menus pouring them each a glass of water and writing down the order for their drinks. The two left having a good time as they waited and thought about their orders.
Through the window as the sun began to set. The two of them looked like a cute couple together. Through the lenses of a dark pair of sunglasses, someone watched them. A cigarette brought back up to his lips as he took it a long drag. The professor was now anxious of what kind of territory the brainy boy was stepping on.