Room 512, Thursday Afternoon

[doesnotkneel]

All right. 'Twas the end of the semester, and Edward would not be signing up for further classes from here on in. But as he had no interest in leaving the island - at least not until he had something lined up in the modern world, if they returned to it - and he wanted to earn a rather grander wage, he was browsing the class list regardless. Surely one of these teachers would still need an assistant?

Professor Lecter had seemed agreeable when he attended the man's classes, though he knew precious little about music. Or... hm. Professor Parker? Did she have another class this semester? Whatever she came up with had to be perfect...

Aye, the summer would shape up to be just fine.

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[wildandbrave]

Cosette was still looking over the class list herself (because much to her chagrin she couldn't take everything), but she'd at least put it down for a little while to come wandering over and knock on Edward's door.

[doesnotkneel]

Edward looked up, rather happy to have a distraction, if he were to be entirely honest. "Come in," he called, "It's open."

[wildandbrave]

Cosette opened the door carefully and stuck her head through, giving him a smile before she stepped inside and came over to take a look at what he was doing.

"Studying perhaps? Has this place suddenly possessed you to make a scholar of yourself?" she teased.

[doesnotkneel]

Edward laughed. "Perhaps," he said. "I was attempting to find which professor I should ingratiate myself with for the semester."

[wildandbrave]

"Truly?" asked Cosette. "You likely needn't have to try too hard to charm them, I should think."

[doesnotkneel]

"I was thinking about asking Professor Parker, but I ain't sure she's teaching this semester," Edward confessed. "So I may have to work a bit harder than I anticipated."

[wildandbrave]

"You give yourself too little credit," Cosette said mildly. "Though I admit I'm hardly an impartial judge in this case."

[doesnotkneel]

"But I appreciate your faith," Edward said. He smiled at her. "Tell me, what are you looking at taking this summer? Perhaps I'll focus on one of your classes."

[wildandbrave]

"Music Appreciation, most likely," Cosette admitted, "as ever since you mentioned it last week, I've been thinking about wanting to learn more about different kinds of music. I've done a bit of that here and there myself, but there's so much of it, and I want to run off and explore in ten different directions at once. And perhaps the Shakespeare course, though looking at the description . . ."

She grinned mischievously. "I may neglect to mention it to my father in much detail."

[doesnotkneel]

"Ah, is it that--"

Edward squinted at his class list until he found the class in question.

"... Well, then," he said. "I would advise you not let the man in on any of this, no, though I'll be curious."

[wildandbrave]

Cosette started giggling hard enough that it took her a few moments to get herself back under control. "I doubt he'd take it very well. You, however, don't surprise me at all by being curious. Don't worry, I promise I shall share all the interesting parts with you."

[doesnotkneel]

"Trust this school to start offering these sorts of classes right after I graduate," Edward lamented. "We could have had some fun, you and I."

[wildandbrave]

"Shall I scold someone in the office for you?" Cosette asked, mostly but not entirely joking. "Perhaps the moose? The timing is a bit unfair. I'll take plenty of notes for you, though it won't quite be the same."

[doesnotkneel]

"Ah, don't put yourself out."

Edward got up and walked to his bed, where he sat down. "Spare me a kiss instead, that should make up for it."

She'd insinuated he was charming. He was trying to milk it.

[wildandbrave]

Maybe she'd been insinuating that with this sort of result in mind.

"Only one?" Cosette followed him over and went to sit down beside him. "I had it in mind to be much more generous than that, you know."

[doesnotkneel]

"You'd spoil a man?" Edward asked, his hand sliding over hers. "I am a lucky one."

[wildandbrave]

"I would indeed, yes, no doubt about it." Cosette shifted a touch closer and reached out to let her free hand rest on his knee. "So long as you're not protesting the idea, that is."

[doesnotkneel]

"You won't hear a word of protest pass by my lips, I swear," Edward said.

He wasn't repressing his amusement very well, but that hardly mattered. Especially as he got impatient, bridging the distance between their faces by several inches.

[wildandbrave]

Patience wasn't Cosette's strongest point at times either, so it was entirely possible she managed to meet him there halfway.

Which was why, while she meant to say "I'm sure you'll be a bit too occupied for that," all that actually made it out was "I'm sure y--"

[doesnotkneel]

Ah, much better. Her mouth was still as sweet as it ever was, and Edward kissed it fondly, with swiftly-increasing eagerness. His free hand cupped her cheek, his body shifting towards her.

[wildandbrave]

No, Cosette would venture to say that definitely didn't strike her as any kind of protest. She squeezed his knee lightly and made a soft, contented noise, then reached out to rest that hand against his waist.

[doesnotkneel]

No protesting at all. Edward brushed strands of her hair back behind her ear, trailing his fingertips over her cheekbone. His other hand moved away from hers, finding its way to her hips as he tried to tug her in just... a little closer.

[wildandbrave]

He'd find her entirely amenable to that, especially given she was trying to do the same.

And nip lightly at his lower lip, just for good measure.

[doesnotkneel]

Edward let out a soft, pleased noise, chasing her mouth afterwards, deepening the kiss.

He rubbed circles on her hip, slid a thumb over her side. It was incredibly easy to block out the rest of the world like this.

[wildandbrave]

If that was what he wanted to do, Cosette was happy to help. She trailed her fingers up his side, then around to the back of his neck where she could run her nails very lightly over his skin.

And make sure he stayed right there, since she had no plans to stop kissing him any time soon.

[doesnotkneel]

It would be a damned shame if they had to stop over anything. Her touch sent shivers down Edward's arms, coalescing into some goosebumps. He sucked on her bottom lip in return, the palm of his hand sliding up her back.

She felt wonderful. He was damned lucky.

[wildandbrave]

Cosette made a soft noise, her fingers twitching against the back of his neck, and tried to press closer still to him.

Any closer than that, really, and she'd just about be trying to climb into his lap.

[doesnotkneel]

Edward would hardly argue with that either. "Have I mentioned how lovely you are today?" he said, half-teasing, half-true.

He kissed her again, but this was a fast one.

[wildandbrave]

"I do believe you just did," Cosette replied -- once she had a chance to again, anyway -- because she couldn't resist being a little bit of a brat. "It's only fair I mention that you're quite handsome yourself."

[doesnotkneel]

"So it should make only sense to conclude we make a beautiful pair," Edward said, as his fingers slid down her spine. "Excellent."

[wildandbrave]

And -- there was Cosette, shifting just a bit more to climb into his lap.

"Others ought to be jealous," she agreed, mostly joking, but she was starting to come around to the idea that she really was pretty. "But I don't care about them right now."

[doesnotkneel]

Edward grinned at her.

His expression sobered, though. "How far d'you want this to proceed?" he asked. "'Cos there's only so long I can be held to account for my actions like this."