Not actually requested- I misread a request for Rangiku x Karin, but whatever, I had already written it.
Rangiku x Kaien
Is there even such a thing as kido theory? Do I care anymore?
Worth
When she was assigned him as a senior mentor in the Academy, she had been struck at first sight by an incredible longing for the handsome, near-legendary graduate. He had grinned at her as he had walked into the classroom empty of all but herself, and his eyes were wide and bright with something close to mischief. For a moment she was lead to believe that this would be an education of an entirely different kind, but he tutored her with an entirely professional attitude, and never took any of the liberties that she would have been very happy to allow him to take.
Which was quite frustrating, really.
He patted her head, when he left, and she nearly found herself going into convulsions of joy. God. She was being pathetic, and, that was not like her at all.
And then, with an astute and slightly unnerving sense of realisation, she realised that the only reason that she had not yet got what she wanted was because of that very face- that she wasn't acting like her normal self.
Normal being the operable word.
The next time she saw him, she leant back in her chair until her throat was bared, and crossed her legs high up on her thigh, greeting him with a warm, sultry voice.
He stared at her skin for a moment, and blinked.
"Good afternoon."
He sat down opposite her and she rested her elbows on the table, pressing her breasts together and aiming a smile that was only slightly manipulative in his general direction. He blinked, and she was decidedly pleased to see a faint, awkward blush flare up across his cheeks.
As he flustered with the sudden realisation that he was staring, she silently applauded herself for her ability to turn any man into a dribbling moron. She sighed, making sure that her chest rose and fell with the movement.
"I'm struggling on this kido theory here. Could you have a look at it for me?"
Her voice was thick with suggestion, and as he leant forward to read the paper she leant in close to his ear, and blew on it, just a little, just enough to make him shudder. He turned to look at her, his blush deepening.
She leant in, and kissed him. After all, there were some things that he could teach her, but all things of real worth came from example.