Profs need to socialize, too!

[grandhighwizard]

WHO: Teachers!
TONE: Snarky, interesting, fun?
RATING: All the way up to R for grown-ups talking and language
WHEN: March 20th
WHERE: Staff table in the Great Hall, or a teacher's lounge, if Hogwarts has one
WHAT: Just a general mingle thread for the grown-ups at the school
STATUS: Ongoing

Everyone can feel free to do different threads or whatnot!

Comments

[grandhighwizard]

Don't whine, it makes you sound five. I'll certainly play professor and student with you, if you enjoy that sort of thing, but you'll have to at least pretend to be a teenager - children are wholly unappealing.

[leans an elbow on the wall, and then leans in a bit closer to Cy] How do you imagine I would be stepping on the toes of your currently non-existent romantic partner? You're a clever man, I'm sure you can figure it out.

[psiignlanguage]

[He tries to speak, but the man just lets out some weird uneasy little noise instead. Adds something about there being the right age difference between them, before shutting his mouth.]

P-Perhapth I'm not exactly interethted in theeing thomeone now.

[grandhighwizard]

Are you or aren't you? [Not that Rhys is going to pay much attention, one way or the other, but it's fun to ask.]

[psiignlanguage]

[He's not exactly looking at the man now.]

I-I'm not really looking. I-I don't really do relathionthipth. They're awkward.

[grandhighwizard]

Pity ... so you're a casual sex, one night stand sort of fellow, are you?

[psiignlanguage]

[And just like that...He's red, and stammering.]

A-Abtholutely not!

[grandhighwizard]

[It's like he's got a little switch or something! Fantastic.]

Ah, then we're back to awkward. I could do awkward. Repeatedly. [smirks] You obviously already have some experience with that.

[psiignlanguage]

Minimal!

[WHY DID HE JUST TELL YOU THAT.]

[grandhighwizard]

[Oh, yeah, that smirk is blossoming into another disturbingly full grin.] Well, then I can definitely help with that.

[psiignlanguage]

[Playing the oblivious card]

What on earth are you talki-ing about!?

[grandhighwizard]

Didn't we just establish what this conversation was about? Have you forgotten already? [bringing up a finger to tap Cy lightly under the chin] Do keep up.

[psiignlanguage]

I-I have abtholutely no i-idea why you found thi-ith converthathion to be nethethary.

[Help.]

[grandhighwizard]

Well, mostly I just thought it was funny. [Rhys admits.]

But I like the way you blush and lisp. I find this conversation necessary because [and here he leans in, and murmurs into Cy's ear in a low, soft voice that's just about as dangerous as those occasional weird leaps in volume he indulges in sometimes] you need to get laid, and I'm quite willing to help. In fact, you might say I need to.

[psiignlanguage]

[He wants to pull back. He wants to run away right now. And he wants to fucking scream and hide in his quarters. But instead? Cyrus is just going to stand there, rather frozen, debating saying something along the lines of not knowing what Rhys was saying. But it was too obvious.]

Th-thank you for the offer, but I don't think I can a-akthept.

[grandhighwizard]

Of course you can. [chuckles, equally low, and somehow ridiculously wicked sounding] But why won't you?

[psiignlanguage]

B-Becauth I'm jutht not interethted.

[He can count the number of times he's had sex on one hand.]

[grandhighwizard]

In me, or in what we could do?

[psiignlanguage]

In s-sex.

[THERE. HE SAID IT.]

[grandhighwizard]

[Rhys pulls his head back. He studies Cy's face for a long moment with a cool, probing expression, and then he breaks into his sunniest smile yet. Oh, the man is just perfect. Hilarious, easy to poke and prod and make blush, and he thinks he doesn't like sex? Oh, this is going to be a fun little side project, indeed.

Of course, Rhys has other work he needs to focus on. His job here, and the other matters. The Path. But that doesn't mean he can't indulge a little here, enjoy himself with the boy.]

I see. Well, then obviously I've been, as they say, barking up the wrong tree. Pity, you really are attractive.

[And as quickly as he'd moved in, he steps back to a respectable distance.] But I'd hate to press my suit where I'm not wanted.

[psiignlanguage]

[Fuck. He's gone off and offended the older man, and he didn't want that! he doesn't want to offend anyone!]

I-I'm th-thorry. I've offended you haven't I?

[He can at least apologize...Rhys did call him attractive.]

[grandhighwizard]

Nothing I shouldn't have expected. I AM quite a bit older than you, as you've said. [coolly, letting Cy think he's given up]

[psiignlanguage]

[He actually seems somewhat...sad now? Up until it became rather sexualized, it wasn't a horrible conversation.]

A-ah...yes. Well. I-I'm sorry.

[grandhighwizard]

Nonsense. I should be the one apologizing. [pats Cy's shoulder lightly] I have some marking to do, anyway. [And is going to just gather up his potions journal and finish off his tea.]

Lol where is this thread even going

[psiignlanguage]

[He just...stays where he is a moment, cheeks still mildly flushed as he cranes his neck upwards a bit.]

Would you like some help?

HOTHOT LOVE DUH

[grandhighwizard]

[looking down at him ... Rhys kind of looks down at everyone, due to his height] You're offering to help to mark papers for a subject you don't teach?