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Anthony ran a hand through his shaggy reddish brown hair before chugging down the whole glass of scotch that laid infront of him. He was probably drinking away to much for a tuesday night, but honestly at the moment he didn't care that he had to teach a class in the morning. An up beat song that Anthony knew came on and he was quick to get on the dance floor. He spotted a women with a really fine ass infront of him. And being the drunk idiot that he was at the moment, he wrapped his arms, from the back, around her waist, dancing against her to the music. He brought his down to her neck, and softly whispered, "Hey, baby."

Autumn felt the pressure of someone behind her and she turned to look over her shoulder. "Well hello" she purred until shw met his eyes. She rexognized this man from somewhere..

Anthony looked down at the pretty girl infront of him about to make a highly inappropriate remark when he realized he recognized the girl, not only that he taught the girl. He quickly pulled away from her and grabbed her wrist, "Miss Capulet, you shouldn't be here. You are far to young to be surrounding yourself in these kinds of institutions."

Autumn raised her eyebrows at him, "and you, sir? I dont think youre supposed to be in a placr like this either." She winked, pressing a finger to her lips in the 'shh' motion, "i wont tell anyone if you don't"

"At least I'm of age to make that decision," Anthony responded as he looked down at her, she was hot. Anthony that's your drunk mind talking, he told him. He offer was appealing but he couldn't, she was his student, he was going to party it up with his student. He crossed his arms across his chest. Shes not underage, he told himself, But it is still illegal. Technically, dancing with her isn't, but it would still be wrong. , "Autumn. I'm a teacher, and you're my student this is too wrong on so many levels."

She shrugged, "its only wrong if you get caught" she tossed her curly blackhair over her shoulders. "After all, you were the one who came over here to me. You must havr come for something"

Like he was going to admit to his student that he had came to his club in hope to get an easy lay and put his mind at easy, "I did but it isn't something your allowed to give to me," he stated with a soft playful pout. He couldn't be that he was being ' playful ' with once of his students this way. He shook his head, One dance wouldn't kill anyone. No one will know. "One dance wouldn't hurt, but you can't speak about this to anyone, Autumn."

She grinned, "You can trust me, sir. I'd get in almost as much trouble as you would." she said with a wink, her hips swaying to the fast beat of the music, "Loosen up let's have some fun"

Anthony knew he was going to regret this later, but right now all he wanted to do was dance with her. He placed his large hands against Autumn's tiny little waist, sliding her closer to him. He started to moving his hips against his to be beat of the music that filled the loud, sweaty room. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Don't call me sir, it makes me feel like I'm your father. Call me Anthony."

(view spoiler)[ I cant wait till gossip girl finds out about this and Alexandra & Ashton. I'm already dying. (hide spoiler)]

Autumn placed her hands over his, grinding against him. "Alright, Anthony. It's nice to meet you. Because, of course, we've never known each other before tonight." Her little french voice said gently.

((Ikr?? It's going to tip things upside down!!))

((Ikr. Do you wanna write it or do you want me to? :) Which one do you wanna put on the blog tn? Both or just one? :) ))

"It's nice to meet you too, Autumn," he chuckled softly in her ear, biting his bottom lip softly as he pulled her closer, grinding against her body, "I like you already."

((you can(: ))
"Huh, I think I fancy you as well" she replied, "Vous êtes très souhaitable" she cooed in her native language.

((Okay :)))

"Parlez de vous-même. Vous êtes très très belle. J'aime les françaises," Anthony stated as his hands fell from her waist to her butt. He grin cockily down at her, almost like a child that stole the a cookie when their mother wasn't looking. Well, if I am aways going to cross the inappropriate line for a night, I might as well go full out, he thought to himself as he cupped her ass in his hands.

She gasped a little as he grabbed her ass, before coyly replying, "Oh, vous parlez ma langue? Encore un autre détail attrayant pour vous, Anthony. Tu me fais chaud et la peine."

"Mon français est très rouillé. Je suis vraiment désolé,"Anthony chuckled at her gasp it was cute, he bought his mouth close to her ear, "Vous êtes une fille très très méchant, Autumn. Je ne pense pas que vous voulez savoir ce que hapens à vilaine filles." He nibbled softly on her earlobe, he knew nothing more, should or would, happen between them by you couldn't blame the guy for teasing.

She turns around to face him, looking him daringly in the eyes, "S'il vous plaît, ne me dites ce qui arrive aux filles coquines" she said daringly, biting her lower lip with her white teeth.

He chuckled softly with a cocky grin as he stated bluntly, "Je vous suppose, c'est une histoire très intéressant." He moved a piece of hair and tucked it behind her ear, his hand cupping her face. He wondered if she could even make out his french from how drunk he was, probably slurring words.

"Vos paroles sont un peu confus, ma chérie." she said with a soft giggle, eyeing his full lips, "Peut-être que vous devriez faire un peu moins parler, un peu plus quelque chose d'autre" she winked flirtatiously

"Les gens me disent que je suis vraiment bien avec ma langue, bébé," Anthony stated as he looked down at her lips, he thought she was so unbelievably hot. He couldn't help but press his lips against hers, hungrily.

She smiled as he kissed her, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Vous aurez à me montrer, je n'ai pas confiance dans les paroles de la plupart des gens" she whispered against his lips, losing herself in the music

Anthony chuckled against her lips at her comment,"Juste attendre et voir, belle," he responded, one of his hand went up into her hair. He bit down on her bottom lip begging for an entrance.

She opened her mouth to him, still rubbing against him to the beat of the music. For a fleeting moment, she worried about what would happen if anyone saw, if anyone posted this on Gossip Girl, but she tossed that thought out the door. A teacher, Anthony, he was territory she had never before approached, and there was no way she was backing down

Anthony slipped his tongue into her mouth, exploring every corner. His one hand got lost in her hair, while his other playfully smacked her ass. He knew he was wrong, but since he already went this far, why back out now, the damage was done. He pulled her as close as she possibly could go, grinding against her.

Autumn held onto his belt with her hands, guiding his movements against her and keeping him close as possible at the same time. She loved the feeling of his strong body against hers. Clearly, he worked out, probably frequently.

Anthony let out a soft groan, he couldn't get enough of her. He trailed his lips from her mouth to her jaw, to her neck, till he the area where the neck and the shoulder meet (view spoiler)[ totally forget what this is called right now. YOLO! (hide spoiler)] , and he sucked to bit and suck on that sensitive area hoping to get a reaction from her. "This is sooo wrong," her muttered against her neck, but showed no sign of stopping.

"If it's wrong..." she paused, "Why does it feel right?" she whispered into his ear with an air of lust in her voice. She couldn't believe she, of all people, was getting it on with the hottest teacher in school

Anthony didn't know the answer to her question, but he knew that this couldn't be a reoccurring thing. He couldn't be seen with a student, he'd lose his job, but at the moment that didn't matter, he wanted one time of not thinking. He continued on the purest of leaving a hickey on her neck, his hips moving along with hers.

She sighed at the feeling of his lips on her neck, running her hands over his muscular back, kissing across his shoulder to his collar bone, kissing and nipping to leave a mark matching her own

Anthony made a mental note of trying to find a shirt in the morning that covered his hickey. The last thing he wanted was asking questions about his night. He allowed one of his explore the inside of her shirt. He lips, once they completed the job, slowly made their way back onto hers.

God his lips. Autumn couldn't get enough of him. If she was in a desert, his lips were an oasis and she must concur the thisrt

Anthony realized what he doing, one his hands where on were groping her boob, while the other her butt, not only was the girl nine years younger than him, she was his student. He seriously hoped that her schedule didn't change and that he didn't get her in his class. She would make teaching so difficult. He pulled away from her, glancing down at her pump lips, wanting to feel them again. I shouldn't be doing this. I should end it now, he told himself. He opened his mouth about to tell her what he was thinking but instead he purred sexily, "Why don't we take this to my place, Autumn." Looking down at her he licked his lips. He couldn't believe he just invited his student over to have coitus.

She raised an eyebrow at him, a pleasant grin slipping across her lips, "Well I suppose..." she said teasingly, still dancing to the music. As the lyrics said to get 'low low low low' she did so, until her face was at his belt level and she winked up at him before dancing her way back up his body. "Lead the way, Anthony"

Anthony growled as he watch her at his crotch level, he couldn't take anymore of her teasing, he didn't just want her, he needed her, "You are in for one hell of a night, baby," he chuckled in her ear as he gave her another quick kiss, "You're going to see how it feels to be with a real man."

Autumn grinned at his almost animalistic tone. "I can't wait" she purred, "Let's leave now" she whispered in his ear, tugging lightly on his earlobe with her sharp teeth. She wore a mask of calm but in all honesty, her hair was beating as rapidly as a humming bird

((I'll post at his house in skip time? Unless there is something that you want to happen before?))

((nah sounds good))

Finn stepped out of the taxi and fixed her dress and hair. She held Liam's hand and smiled. "All we got to do know is sneak in," she said with a smile

"Yup, easy."

He grabbed her hand and just walked right in the door.

Finn burst out laughing. "Nice going" she said. "So...you wanna dance?" She asked him

He nodded. "Yes."

She pulled him by the wrist to the dance floor and started dacing to the beat

He wrapped his arms around her waist.

He pulled her up and kissed her hard.

She smiled kissing him back harder. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her bottom. She laced her fingers through his hair kissing him.

He smiled and lifted her up.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him then she started to nibble on his bottom lip softly humming in enjoyment