Look Once, Fixate Forever

Rean sighed. It was a heavy sigh, a tired sigh. It was a sigh of a young man yearning to be anywhere at all but sat at his classroom desk.

It wasn't that Rean particularly disliked his school life at all, in fact he quite enjoyed it, but it had been a pretty taxing week for both him and the rest of Class VII. Not only had they just come back from their latest field trip just a couple of days ago, they also had some military strategy coursework thrown at them last minute by Instructor Neithardt, and a surprise economics exam was put to them by Instructor Heinrich.

At least the weekend was nearly within reach. Only an hour or so left for them to go and then they'd be free of lessons and lectures for another couple of days.

Thankfully, their last lesson of the week was a general study period with Instructor Sara. The students of Class VII were all in their homeroom class, working away at various different subjects while Instructor Sara was sat at the front, on hand if any help was needed. Though for the most part, Class VII worked away in silence. Sara never seemed to mind being mostly superfluous to requirements. In fact, it seemed as though she enjoyed a bit of peace and quiet at the end of what were often hectic weeks.

Rean looked up from his text book, aiming to check the clock up on the wall to see how much time they had left before they could call it a day. Before his eyes could reach the time however, they found Instructor Sara instead.

Sara was reclining back behind her desk at the front of the class, the very image of tranquillity. Her legs were perched up on her desk, one folded over the other in an elegant arc. Those thigh high stockings of hers seemed to glisten somehow in the afternoon's dying light that crept in through the windows. She took a deep, luxurious breath at that moment, causing her generous chest to rise then fall in such a lovely way.

Then, Rean blinked.

Sara's eyes had suddenly latched onto him as well.

He swallowed thickly, and averted his gaze elsewhere, cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

He couldn't help himself however. He soon found his eyes unwillingly dragging his attention up to where she sat once more.

Sara was staring right back at him still.

Rean swallowed.

Sara stuck her tongue out at him. She smirked. Then, she nodded down at his text book pointedly: 'get on with your work', she seemed to say.

Rean's cheeks bloomed as red as they could possibly go. His gaze dove back down to his books, and he tried with all his meagre might to cling onto the dry words before him. Yet it was no use, instead of mathematical equations and complex social theories, he could only see slender legs, a voluptuous body, and a delightful pink tongue being shown to him.

A slight scraping sound had Rean look up yet again. He saw Sara reach into a drawer of her desk and pull out a single round lollypop. The same one she'd confiscated from Millium not an hour earlier.

"Hey!" Millium suddenly piped up with a scowl, causing the rest of Class VII to look up from their text books. "That's mine!"

"Should have hid it better than, shouldn't you?" Sara smirked, twirling the lolly in her fingers with an unnecessary flourish. "Come on, you should all know better by now. All sweets are mine the moment they enter my classroom."

Millium grumbled and pouted. Rean was fairly sure he heard her mumble some things along the lines of 'not fair' and 'big boobied meanie'.

If Sara heard the little tirade, she didn't let on. Instead, she casually peeled the wrapper off the top of the lolly.

"Ah-!" Millium almost cried out in distress.

"I don't hear you working, Miss Orion." Sara trilled sweetly, lazily lifting the lolly up to inspect. Her expression was one that seemed to say 'yes, this is a very nice lolly indeed'.

Millium grumbled some more but duly returned to her workbook with a pout, scribbling into it with a vigour that was rather more angry than strictly necessary.

"That's better." Sara smirked.

The rest of Class VII returned to their work quietly, though Rean chanced another glance up at Instructor Sara after a few moments.

Sara was sucking on the lolly with a most satisfied expression as all of Class VII worked away before her.

Rean couldn't help but admire the display, particularly the way her full lips bulged around the hard boiled sweet, or that faint little 'pop' that could be heard when Sara pulled it clear of her mouth. She was surely doing it all for Millium's benefit of course, but damn if it wasn't a hell of a show.

Then, as before, Sara's eyes found Rean's staring.

Rean almost involuntarily opened his mouth as though to apologise, but the last thing he wanted to do was to draw the whole class' attention to his perverted ways.

Sara didn't look offended or perturbed though. Instead, she smirked with the lolly still rolling around between her lips. She held Rean's gaze like a starving lion holding onto a gazelle as she made a performance of licking and sucking the sweet repeatedly. She pulled it free from her lips so she could lap at it with a lithe tongue. All the while, she continued to smirk that delightfully devious smirk of hers.

Rean belatedly realised that Sara probably just assumed that he was jealous that she was having a sweet treat while he wasn't. Well, as turned out, he was having a sweet treat – the sweetest of treats even – but not in the way Instructor Sara realised.

He felt guilty. Did she really not realise just how damn alluring she was making that lolly look?

Still, Rean was sorely tempted to come to his next homeroom class with every pocket filled to the brim with lollies.