"What? No fight?" Potty Prof smirked as he forced his assistant onto the couch. He watched her eyes search for an escape route, he could deduce it was for that purpose after he began to nip at her neck. The bites turned to kisses as he traveled up to her lips.
Lucy was having trouble breathing after he forced that kiss onto her. The wild gleam in those amber eyes told her he wasn't going to stop, but this couch was getting uncomfortable for her. Without warning, she had rolled over, causing both of them to fall to the floor, but this time, she was on top, glaring at the Prof with a blush almost as red as her eyes.
The smirk on his face only grew. "Oh, you're good, Baker, but if that's how you want to play," He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her down to him, immediately making their lips connect. He attempted getting back on top, but she was a fighter. They were rolling around the floor together until Potty gave up and Placid let go. He had already lost his lab coat at time point in the tussle and his heart was aching for oxygen. Lucy looked embarrassed and confused, covering her eyes with her left arm as she tried to slow her hammering heart as well.
Between breaths she yelled, "Don't ever do that again!"
"Oh? Why not? I'm just wondering how fast your heart will beat for me before I have to give mouth to mouth." Potty returned quickly, licking his lips and crawling towards her.
"You 'orny, gross pervert, Alfendi! Get away from me!"
He got closer and let his hot breath land on her cheek. "I'm sure Placid and I aren't the only ones who want this." He whispered seductively, making Lucy shiver and her eyes widen.
"I…"
"Lucy? Are you alright?" He shook the lass lying on the couch until she mumbled out incoherent words.
She's really warm.
"Prof…" She sighed and wiggled around on the couch.
Alfendi figured staying up all night in the Mystery Room tired her out. But her sleep was just her squirming constantly.
He wondered why.