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"Oh, don't worry about it," Jade waved her off, hoping the girl was just trying to be polite and not actually feeling that way. "It's nice to meet you, Sen. But you're right. I'm Jade. Jacy's a lot more prettier than I am," she nodded. 

"Oh! Ah, sorry, that was rude of me. I’m Senjyu, but you can call me Sen if you prefer." She bowed her head slightly and smiled. "And you are either Jacy or Jade? I mean, guessing by the names on the door."

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Jade's lips stretched into a smile, nodding in agreement with the other's words. "Of course. It'd be my pleasure," she offered the girl a friendly smile. "What's your name?"

Her eyes lit up. “Oh, really? That’s great.” Sen bit her lip, considering the offer. It would be nice, and she did offer herself.. Sen didn’t want to trouble her. “And, um, if you want to, that would be.. nice.”

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Jade nodded, satisfied with the answer. "Fair enough. If you find her, you should update me so I can fangirl about your love life," she said with a smile. "Well, when we get there, I'll tell you," Jade opened the door to walk out of the dorms for the both of them so they could keep heading over to the arts building. "Hopefully you'll regret it in the morning."

Asia nodded. “Yet. I plan to, I just haven’t found a girl I like yet.” She shrugged again. “Mmmm, no surprise me.” She laughed and followed her.

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"Yet?" Jade asked, genuinely curious. "Hmm... I know what we should do. But our first stop is the arts building. We need to find make up and props and stuff. Wanna know why?" She asked with a smirk, beginning to walk down the hall. 

"I’m not in a relationship but, I’ve never been with a girl yet." She shrugged trying to just wave it off while locking the dorm. "It’s fine, where do you think is more corrupting?"

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Jade's gaze didn't waver, at least not up until the other leaned forward to plant a small kiss on her stomach. Holy shit, was the only thing on Jade's mind at the woman's bold move. While she actually didn't mind because it was all Jade could think about ever since she laid eyes upon her, but it still took her by an immense surprise. She almost  didn't move at all when she felt Marissa pull on her underwear, but the tugging sort of snapped her out of it and she moved her hips a bit in order to help her. Still sort of baffled at everything that was happening at the moment, she just let the other kiss her way down her body, stopping when she had reached her inner thighs to look back up at her. Without really giving it much thought, and dismissing the small amount of guilt slowly building up, she responded with a nod. "I'm not stopping you."

She licked her lips as she looked up at Jade, not even knowing how to responded. "Thank you," she said quietly, even though she didn't agree, and in that moment, it was as if some other entity were controlling her actions. Leaning forward without another word, she planted a small kiss on Jade's tummy, her fingers looping around the waistband and pulling them clean off. "These look a little wet, too," she told the girl, tossing the panties aside. Moving back between the girl's legs, she kissed down to her belly button, then her pubic bone, then her inner thighs, leaving soft, gentle kisses as she made her way down. Before going any further, though, Marissa looked upward, silently asking for Jade's consent.

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The feeling of Marissa's nails trail up her thighs ever so slowly gave the girl goosebumps. Blinking once, she willed herself to calm down while the professor's gaze seemed to go slowly up her figure, until she settled on her face. At said professor's confession, Jade's eyebrows furrowed, almost frowning. The phone call made it rather obvious the woman was with someone and even had a child, so she was surprised whoever was with her didn't appreciate her the way Jade thought she should be appreciated. "It's a real shame then," she said, her thumb slowly trailing upwards until it was gracing Marissa's lower lip. "You should be reminded of your beauty on an almost daily basis," Jade's voice was soft and her eyes never left the woman's as she had slowly and almost un-noticeably leaned closer to her.

Feeling the student’s legs around her waist cause Marissa’s heart to pound, the illicitness of it all almost propelling her desire for - nothing. Nothing was going to happen. And yet, as the brunette drew her closer, Marissa’s hands moved upward, grazing the girl’s skin with her nails until they settled on her hips. Looking up slowly, her eyes fell first on Jade’s amazing breasts, then her gorgeous face, and the other’s words made her smile. “I don’t actually,” she said somewhat sadly, but it was true. “Nobody’s complimented me this much in….” she trailed off, shrugging. Not quite tugging, her fingers toyed with Jade’s waistband of her panties as Rissa continued looking back into her big, brown eyes.

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At the other's wink, Jade laughed softly. "You'd only regret it if you were with someone already, don't worry -- I'm not that bad in bed," Jade joked as they walked out of Asia's room. "But do you wanna do this thing on campus or off campus? And by this thing, I don't mean sex, please don't panic."

Asia followed the girl grabbing her bag and keys. “Agreed and maybe I do maybe I don’t.” She joked and followed it with an exaggerated wink.

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Hearing her own name that way caused her to smile. A big part of her kind of really liking the way it sounded. But she willed herself to focus on the woman before her, rather than any feeling that may arise. So when she turned her body towards her, her legs wrapped themselves around the dancer's waist effortlessly. As if it was just a natural progression in their interaction. "It's no problem," Jade shook her head slightly, her hand still hanging near the other's face made it easier for her thumb to slowly trace the woman's jaw until it reached her chin. "I'm sure you get this a lot, but," she started softly, her gaze dropping down to Marissa's lips for a second before looking back up at her eyes, "your eyes are absolutely gorgeous."

"Good," Marissa remarked, glad the girl was so compliant, "but it’s nice to meet you too, Miss Foxworth," she replied, smirking. She felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her as the girl fixed her hair. "Thanks," she said softly, turning her head and body to face Jade, looking up at her, "that was sweet of you." Absentmindedly, her thumb drew small circles across the other’s exposed skin.

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Jade smirked at Marissa's words, secretly loving the fact that she liked that since she may or may not had been calling her that on purpose. "Mrs. Hart it is," she nodded. "It is a pleasure to meet you though, Marissa," Jade added, her finger tucking away behind Rissa's ear a stray hair. "Officially, I guess." While the hand on her thigh didn't go unnoticed, she didn't really mind it. Hell, she encouraged it. So she decided to act as if it was indeed, the most natural thing in the world.

She moved a bit, giving Jade room to climb atop the rumbling machine. Looking up, the older woman quirked a brow at the other, opening her mouth to speak. “It’s Marissa, actually,” she said with a wry grin, “but I kind of like it when you call me Mrs. Hart.” Still leaning against the machine, she gestured with her hands as she spoke, her right palm eventually coming to rest on Jade’s creamy thigh, as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

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Seeing the older woman actually blush made Jade smile. It was adorable, really. Nevertheless, her gaze remained on her face this time. At least until she noticed she didn't turn on the washing machine and had to turn around to walk over there. It was inevitable that her eyes ended up on the woman's ass, really. Alas, she followed behind her, leaning on the machine and feeling it come alive as it started vibrating. "Wait," she said, then gently moved the other's hand so she could climb on top of the washing machine while it vibrated beneath her. "Much better, now," she said innocently, a smile on her lips. "May I ask your first name, Mrs Hart?"

Marissa could feel the blush creeping up her neck, burning her ears. She hadn’t heard anyone say anything like that to her in months, if not longer. “Well, thank you,” she said, eyes locked on Jade’s. Stepping in another inch or two, her body nearly touching the other’s, she replied, “I think we should definitely hang out more, then.” Turning her head over her shoulder, she realized Jade was right. “Shit,” she muttered, turning away to turn the dial and get it going, throwing a detergent capsule in too. “Better,” she said, leaning up against the now-vibrating machine once more.

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Jade's eyes never left the other's unbelievably blue ones. "Honestly? You still manage to look really hot," she nodded, then chuckled. "Honest opinion. Totally not flirting with you," she lied, and it showed. Although she did meant what she said. At the other's compliment however, she cocked an eyebrow. "I'm not sure. You should hang out with me more often and find out," she suggested with a smirk, meeting the professor halfway. Once she was right in front of her, Jade pointed over to the washing machine. "You forgot to turn that on, Mrs Hart."

Marissa rolled her eyes. “They were also soaking wet,” she said, chuckling, though she shook her head at the compliment. “Stop, just stop,” she murmured, though she couldn’t help smiling at the words, “I’m a mess today, don’t even pretend I’m not.” She looked up at Jade, walking towards her slowly as she continued to speak. “You though,” she said slowly, “do you always look this…?” She cleared her throat. “You look nice.”

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Jade's gaze followed the woman's hand that rested on her hip, and she couldn't help but linger on her torso. She was essentially staring at the professor before said professor's voice caught her attention and her gaze came up to her face once again. "The leggings were much tighter," she admitted with a shrug. "Oh? So you get even better than you already look right now?"

Perching a hand on her hip, she felt the huge sweatpants inch lower on her body, creeping down as they sat just below her hipbones. “And why is that?” she asked jokingly, “Granted I’m wearing men’s pants and I forgot to put on eyeliner, but I’m usually much prettier than this.” Not to mention I slept in my fucking daughter’s rock hard bottom bunk, but hey, let’s ignore that part. Leaning against the washing machine, she crossed her arms, looking - staring really - at Jade, a smirk on her face.

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"I wasn't laughing," Jade said, even though she had a huge grin plastered across her lips. Nevertheless, glad that the other agreed with her plan, she turned around and waited for the other to change. Hearing the leggings bang against the machine and fall along with the other clothes let her know she was practically almost naked behind her. "I'm not looking," she said with a chuckle, even though the temptation was real. But Jade's a lady, she respects these things. Once the other seemed to have finished, Jade turned around to see her in baggy sweatpants. "I kind of regret suggesting that now," Jade jokes, teasing the professor.

"Shut up! Don’t laugh," Rissa said, even though she herself was chuckling. "Okay, yeah, do that," she continued, waiting for Jade to face the other direction as she stripped off her damn leggings and tossed them into the machine before closing the lid. "Don’t look!" she shouted as she scurried towards the lost and found, opting for a reasonably clean pair of baggy mens sweatpants which she prayed didn’t have pubic lice. "Okay, better," she muttered, walking back to Jade.

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Jade's eyebrows went up at the woman's confession, the corner of her lips curling so she'd be sporting a crooked smile. "I can uh," Jade began suggesting, trying not to smile, "turn around? I'm sure there must be some pants around here you can wear while yours clean up."

"Uh," she said, trailing off a bit as she watched Jade disrobe, her eyes trailing down to the matching panties covering very little of the student. "What?" She said, shaking her head. "Oh, uh, ha," and her blush grew deeper, "well, the things is…" Rissa dropped her head, chuckling. "Fuck it. I don’t wear panties when I dance. They make me feel… restricted." She shrugged, looking at the girl again. "So, yeah, long story short, I think my pants should stay on."

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Feeling the other so close to her and holding her made her feel incredibly safe rather than vulnerable. Jade liked the feeling of Junie nuzzling closer to her and kissing her neck. She liked how tightly she held her, yet made everything else feel so soft and effortless. It was hard to ignore the growing feelings she had for the girl, but she willed herself to enjoy the moment. Closing her eyes. "Let's sleep, shorty," Jade said softly.

"I’m doing it, calm down," Junie said, interweaving her fingers with Jade’s as she draped her arm over the other’s waist, pulling her close. Nuzzling her head into the other’s neck, she planted a small, soft kiss on her skin. "Thank you," she said, softer this time, sighing contentedly.

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"That works too," Jade said with a shrug. At the professor's question though, she chuckled but decided to ignore it, too preoccupied with watching the woman take off her shirt. Once she spoke up again though, Jade's gaze came back up to her eyes -- her staring rather obvious. "Why would that be?" Jade decided to ask, the blush on Mrs Hart only making her more curious. "I know mine are definitely going in there," she added, taking off her jeans and throwing them into the washing machine along with the rest of her clothes. Her underwear actually matched her bra for once, and she was silently glad for it for some odd reason. 

Taking it from Jade, Marissa tossed the shirt into the machine, trying hard not to gawk as the younger girl removed the sweatshirt. “Well, I mean, it’s been on your sticky body,” she said with a laugh, “might as well toss it in, too.” Rissa couldn’t help but laugh. “I teach dance,” she managed to get out, “what the hell do you think is under here?” Shaking her head, she pulled off her own stained tank top, revealing a bright pink sports bra of her own, which she threw in the basin, too. “My leggings can stay, though,” she said blushing just a bit, though they were wetter than her top had been.