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]

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?

[psiignlanguage]

I meant for things like grammar, but--ah, nevermind.

[Fuck. Now everything feels weird.]

[grandhighwizard]

I don't mark for grammar. [setting his empty tea cup down, tucking his journal under his arm, and reaching out to lightly touch Cy's cheek, just to see one last reaction] But thank you for the offer. Perhaps I'll take you up on it some time, if you were just offering out of a sense of obligation for turning me down.

[psiignlanguage]

[He doesn't exactly freak out and yank away and sob this time. He just twitches a bit at the unexpected contact.]

Y-you're welcome. I-I gueth.

[grandhighwizard]

That stammer is terribly charming. [And he'll stroll off, whistling to himself.]