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[11calls]

Ummhmm.

[But she's only like half paying attention to it though, because this is getting a little annoying, and Alex is going to need to break out the bigger guns sooner rather than later.

In the mean time: yoga stretches and a sigh.]

[nobasisinfact]

[He squints at her a moment, then back to more grading.]

What are you doing?

[11calls]

Getting comfortable. Obviously. The couch at home is better than this one. So's the one in my office, actually.

[Not that she'd be wearing this in her office, actually.]

[nobasisinfact]

That wasn't what I got out of your complaining the other night.

[11calls]

Well, Dr. Strand, lingerie isn't actually known for its comfort lounging around.

[And she's going to wiggle a bit more, one hand on her stomach.]

[nobasisinfact]

You could, take it off.

[There's a small smirk.]

[11calls]

Something tells me I'd be very distracting then, and you're trying to do work.

[But Alex is going to flip over onto her stomach on the couch, putting the book in front of her, with her legs crossed in the air behind her. Her underwear is really quite small. And lacy. And largely see-through. You're welcome.]

[nobasisinfact]

[Richard is surprisingly getting through the papers without incident. Then again, Richard was good at suppressing his desires.]

If you're cold, there's a blanket in the closet.

[11calls]

[This is taking much longer than Alex expected, and it's not as if she's pouting, but she is sort of sulking a bit. Honestly, this was not at all what she'd had in mind when she'd put this outfit on.

Moving to the closet, Alex threw the door open with a careless nonchalant until she spotted his suit coat. The height difference between them was such that it was loose on her, but barely covered the tops of her stockings. Of course, the opening did nothing but showcase the corset-like top of the lingerie but it was enough when Alex dropped back onto the couch and put her legs on the top of it.]

[nobasisinfact]

[Looking up from his last paper, he smirked. If she really wanted to play this game, he could play it like a master.]

I have an open door policy with my students.

[11calls]

Well, I just happened to be a grown ass adult who locked the door so...

[Alex is just going to shift a bit, with her legs against the back of the couch.]

[nobasisinfact]

[The smirk only grows.]

Are you sure? You look a little shirt to me.

[11calls]

Well, don't think I haven't noticed how much you like to look Dr. I am definitely not focusing my attention on my Alex sitting there while I'm grading my papers, save for I definitely am.

[nobasisinfact]

I assure you it has little to do with what you're wearing and more to do with your inappropriate use of my books. Nietzsche would not approve.

[11calls]

That's because Nietzsche died a celibate virgin. He wouldn't appreciate how good I look in this and your suit jacket.

[And just to show off how good she was in fact looking in her lingerie with his suit jacket over it, Alex stood up and cocked her head to one side, with her hand on her hip.]

[nobasisinfact]

That doesn't change the fact that you're using a part of his life's work as a prop.

[He won't deny that she's attractive in her chosen clothing, he won't comment about it at all.]

[11calls]

Would it be better if I had chosen your life's work as a prop? Because I'm sure there's a copy of one of your books in Howard's house...

[Alex does set the book on the desk now though, and just leans her back against it, watching him with amusement.]

[nobasisinfact]

I doubt one of my tapes would be fitting.

[He doesn't consider his books his life's work. They've taken up far less time than the black tapes, as Alex calls them.]

[11calls]

I suppose I could just say terrible things into my recorder...

[Alex's look is one hundred percent mischief right there.]

[nobasisinfact]

It would give me the chance to broadcast them over the network while you slept.

[Because she's been doing that now. He's going to start entering grades into Excel now.]

[11calls]

You wouldn't.

[Alex sounds pretty confident over that, and she's going to put her hands deep in his suit jacket and nose around a fair amount in them.]

[nobasisinfact]

[She will find nothing in the pockets. Richard is a boring man with boring pockets.]

Even if I wouldn't, I could send it to one of your many friends.

[11calls]

You wouldn't do that either.

[Alex just raises a brow at him.]

They'd be very pointedly for you, my Richard.

[nobasisinfact]

Do tell.

[11calls]

[And now Alex is even closer, leaning over his chair and whispering in his ear in that sultry voice that she has decided is just for him.]

Are you sure you want me to ruin the surprise, my Richard?