Post by royson issac vaughn on May 8, 2011 21:03:07 GMT -5
Countless lovers under cover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
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The last thing that Roy ever would have seen himself doing was teaching. He had never been the kind of guy that could be a professor by any stretch of the imagination. He was a party boy, he liked to have a good time and get drunk, not sit in a classroom and look after kids. However, he couldn't pass up the opportunity to take on the new position there at the school teaching a new subject that he found himself quite attached to- the study of sexuality. In an effort to expand the minds of the children at Hogwarts, the Ministry had signed on a number of new professors to teach classes that they had deemed necessary for the future of the students. Some of them were quite practical and might actually have helped with their future careers, but others were just extra classes that they hoped would increase the interest of the students. His class was definitely one of the latter.
When he had been approached with the offer to teach the students about the study of sexuality, Roy jumped on the opportunity. It was better paying than his old job working as a bartender and would be a hell of a lot of fun at that. Making up lesson plans and such about sex, well, that was probably some of the most fun he'd had in awhile. He knew that he was going to be a hot professor and he was young, so there would definitely be some interesting moments in the classroom and he was more than excited by the idea. Not to mention, he liked to think that it was a rather noble undertaking of his to be doing this. Teaching young men to be little casanovas like he was certainly counted as a perfectly righteous cause. Then, of course, the ladies would be able to learn all about how to best go about getting their guys. It was a very open ended class and Roy was quite thrilled about it all. Even if he was a professor, it was a class that he could get behind.
His new classroom was decked out in the perfect ambiance for his subject and were he not aware that it was, in fact, a classroom, he'd probably have assumed it was some sort of sex chamber. The lights were dimmed, mostly lit by flickering candles that cast shadows throughout the room and there were no desks sitting around, but couches and large pillows that would be comfortable for the kids. He wanted them to love his class and better yet, to love him. Roy wanted to be the cool professor that they could feel comfortable with and of course, the one that they all flirted with. Roy wasn't above flirting with the students, that was for sure. Even if he was technically a professor and probably not supposed to do such things, he didn't care. It was his classroom and he could damn well do as he pleased, right?
Settling down in his large chair at the front of the classroom, Roy span around for a moment with a pleased grin on his face. It was nice to be in charge of something and this classroom was completely his territory. Whatever he wanted to do, he could and no one could really stop him, as long as he was doing his job. That, of course, was something he fully intended to do. After all, how difficult could it be. It wasn't like there was a whole lot of serious stuff to get into. Well, that he cared to teach anyways. Of course, he had a book for them to look at and he'd lecture a bit here and there, but for the most part it would just be plain, sexed up fun. The kids needed a class they could let loose in, in his opinion, since the majority of their classes sucked and required actual work. That just wasn't right and Roy intended to fix that. Now, he just had to sit around and wait for his first class.
notes;; classs. open to anyone taking the class ;] the more people the better.
tags;; STUDY OF SEXUALITY STUDENTS
words;; 681
lyrics;; use somebody- kings of leon
