Smells Like Teen Spirit [Alisa/Saga]

“Oh my, you seem to have such a sour opinion of me, sensei~! I'm hurt!” Gasping in so hammy a manner that she might as welly have changed her name to Penelope Prosciutto or something of the sort, even as she batted her lashes and offered a perfected pursed pout Miss Bellucci had to admit the fact that she was silently loving the chance to have the attention of Alisa all to herself, and honestly was loving the chance to show off for her even as she playfully objected to the assumptions the woman was making about her.
“Here I am trying to better, and you're just making me feel like no matter what I do, I'll always just be some naughty little thing to you~!” Not for a second feeling like she was kidding either of them into believing the image that her teacher had of her was in any way mistaken of course and in all honesty this impish Italian very much the sort who might relish the chance to corrupt the right classmate or ten, she baited the black beauty with the option of trying to make up for the supposed offense she had been caused, but doubted that either of them believed any such thing had occurred.

“Heeheeheehee, well here I am trying to turn over a new leaf and all~” After all, Bianca wouldn't be larking about like this with anyone who didn't understand exactly what she was really about when it came to the truth of things, but it was fun to act different and useful too; plausible deniability would be plus for both of them, now wouldn't it?
“And you're making fun of me. So mean, so very mean!” More than that though simply enjoying the chance to show herself in so many different lights and yet keep the shade she carried the same, being with this ebony empress and holding her attention like this made the sparkling siren even more ecstatic than a sweet little pill she might have savoured on a night out, and as such she couldn't help but bloom when it came to her energy and enthusiasm as that fervent fondness she had for older women reared its head and made her feel like a giddy little girl again.

“Heeheeheehee, just what could I do to earn such favour though~?” Still trying to maintain that feeling of coolness however and as such having to hold herself back when Alisa seemed to mention some special treatment that Miss Bellucci could only guess would be the most sublime experience she ever had, once more the young minx from Milan attempted to act in a manner which was kittenish, and stimulate her senior into drawing that one more metaphorical step closer to her.
“I can think of a few things, but… Hmmmm, I wonder if you'd be interested in them~?” The devilish dance between them like a duel in which she did not want to prove the loser too easily, while she was getting more and more of an idea that this wonderful woman held her in a regard above the common student with every subtle remark she made that didn't mean she didn't love begging for more interest and attention from her, so she just waited and teased at the intrigue of the woman. Once again offering her a secret which she would happily unfold, if only that vision of a vixen would ask…

“Heeheeheehee, well, I'm happy to spend a few nights earning it~” Giggling and smirking as the enchanting ebony haired empress expressed a belief that her faith would be nothing which would be easily earned, Miss Bellucci smiled and bit into her bottom lip a little bit as she thought of a multitude of manners in which she could conceive of helping their connection reach a new level of intimacy, and was more than happy to explore those concepts and more in a manner which was patient and rewarding.
“I'd just need to know where and when~?” The boldness of the bright beauty only seeming to increase with the way that Alisa was seeming to play a little harder to get than she might have guessed, or perhaps hoped optimistically, she couldn't help but shoot her senior a saucy little wink as she opted to delve even deeper into their innuendo laden understanding, and guessed from the insight she was garnering into this gorgeous goddess that even if she couldn't comment on it directly she would likely welcome this strengthened approach all the more.

“Oh gosh, I suppose it wouldn't be fair now would it~?” Looking up for a moment as her teacher next pointed out how her favourable treatment might have shown a certain degree of preference but then that seeming inherent to the beast when Bianca considered it, though she made a show of seeming sympathy toward the subject of her fellow students, ultimately the idea that she was getting something like that was part of what thrilled her. She liked feeling like she was different, special, and that was probably why the sparkling siren was so persistent and ambitious in her efforts.

“But don't worry, I'd make sure the privilege was worth your while, I can promise that~” Shaking her head and smirking again as she found no real way to make the matter up to her peers but Alisa something else, Miss Bellucci smiled as she assured this awe-inspiring amazon that any preferential experience she received would most likely be more reward than treat, and showed absolute confidence as she did so. After all, she was a talented girl in many areas, and also the sort who had plenty of time to indulge those who delighted her, and few had ever done so like the woman at her side.

“Heeheeheehee, I'd be happy to spill a few wicked little details with you, as a good faith payment, shall we say~?” So lost in following her French fox and the flirtation which was shared between them that she hadn't even noticed that they had veered away from the street and ended up in the park together, when it finally seemed that her black belle was ready to 'bite' as it came to the secrets she promised, Bianca knew that she could make more of this little event than a simple chance to chat while they ran.
“In fact, looks like we've ended up somewhere we could have a nice chat… Maybe we should rustle up a couple of bottles of water, and find a nice tree to sit under or something~?” Perhaps more fatigued than she wanted to admit but more than that loving the idea of spending part or even all of her morning with this magnificent minx if she could, the shining star smiled as she began to ease her jog into a walk as she looked around herself, and eagerly suggested transforming their activity into something which would be a little more easy-going, relaxed and most importantly intimate than what they were doing. It was almost like they might be stopping for an impromptu date, wasn't it…?

“Heeheehee, well I might be young but that doesn't mean I'm inexperienced in… Meeting 'high standards'~?” Beaming as her black belle seemed to speak of her skills in satisfaction and that something which Miss Bellucci prided herself in giving every damn time, the cool but not discouraging nature of her dark divinity meant that the dazzling dish was only building up her confidence as their conversation continued, and taking more and more risks as she became more and more assured that Alisa would be amused by entertaining them.
“Ohhhhh, I have a feeling before long you'll have quite a few wicked notions about me~?” Flashing the fabulous French fox a cheeky little wink as she hinted that the two were going to share sweetness that extended beyond simple storytelling if she had anything to say about it, she had to admit that she was loving the sense of chemistry that was building between the two of them, and the simple thrill which it seemed to gather within her was like a drug which she could get very used to.

“Heeheehee, well…” Perhaps it by this stage obvious that Bianca was both the sort who tended to have a tiny bit of a fetish for female authority figures and the type who also liked to tease and tantalize until she found herself put into her very succulent place, because the back beauty was so understated in her manner and so subtly playful in her answers the sparkling siren felt pressed to contrast her more and more, like she was a pup who was wagging her tail at an elder and waiting for them to pounce on her.
“I'd be lying if I said that I hoped my idea was not the only thing you wouldn't mind getting behind~?” Such a notion like heaven to her, she could guess that the 'still waters' of this gorgeous gothic goddess hid a tremendous sense of passion, and she wanted to see that unleashed; she craved the feeling of being that special one who saw this wonder of a woman explode with her want, and see her lay waste to anything that might get in the way of such a pursuit.

“If you insist, next time it'll be my treat you, OK~? Just let me know what it is you want and you'll have it~” That why she was so persistent and precocious with her, even though her deepest desire laid in being dominated by the dark delight she could see that before she got that she would have to prove she was on her 'level' so to speak, she would have to prove she could earn that sweet reward that she knew wished for with all her heart. And she would, that much she knew, no matter how many times she needed to shoot a saucy wink or a wicked word toward Alisa, Miss Bellucci knew it was a task that she would never give up on, even if she had to play the long game. However, she did hope that it wasn't too long of course.

“Heeheehee, over here, Alisa~!” Already having made such progress and nothing exemplifying that more than the feeling of excitement she had when she finally, for what felt like the first time, was able to call her teacher by her name, the teen grinned and waved from beneath the cool shade of a nice sakura blossom as she spotted that sable splendour searching for her, and licked her lips as she thought of all the potential that this next 'stage' of their morning together might offer.
“I think you might have been right after all… Seeing you again definitely was worth the wait~” Practically shivering with excitement but once again doing what she could to mimic that collected manner of the marvellous minx as she returned to her, as Bianca greeted her sinuous sensei she smiled and lifted her fingers to her cooling locks to loosen the bind she had around them and smiled as they cascaded around her shoulders, giving the perfect impression of a far more casual and hopefully intimate encounter, as well as show off just how silky and gorgeous they were no matter the situation…

“Heeheehee, what can I say~? I suppose I'm just an optimistic dreamer at heart~” Giggling and grinning when it seemed like she was given a playful piece of praise, the perky pupil shone with a smile as she slanted her head and professed that such a sunny outlook was part of the package when it came to little Miss Bellucci, though honestly that felt like something that Alisa should have learned by now.
“But I'm surprised by the surprise… Haven't I always been the ambitious sort when it comes to you~?” Never the sort who got caught up in quibbling over what ifs and whyfors when it came to something that she wanted, and the time that the teen had spent with this temptress of a teacher exactly that, the jubilant junior batted those long dark lashes as she attempted to jog the memory of the marvel before her, and remind the woman that she had never shown anything but the ultimate aspiration when it came to the connection she had with the woman before her.

“Why yes, I sense we are both women who can be quite 'creative'…” Shaking her head and smirking at the sable splendour's next coy response to one of her teasing lines and using it as yet another chance to build on what they had, that golden gaze grew larger as Bianca tried to emphasize a certain kind of imagination in her implication, she was happy to let her eyes do the talking when it came to that particular topic.
“When given the right outlet for it~?” Seeming to be something of a quick study when it came to this cooler form of courtship which her fine French fancy seemed to favour, while there were still times when her excitement and eagerness to impress the woman led to her being a little too honest with her intentions as it were, gradually the girl was starting to learn how to match that tempo and get the best out of it, because honestly it seemed like this luscious lady seemed to appreciate the reflection she felt in her. They seemed to have far more in common than they the chance to admit this far, and that seemed to help to deepen the connection between the two all the more.

“Heeheehee, well whatever I got up to I'm hardly likely to start without you, am I~? Especially when you're such a wonder to wait for~” Spying that stare that seemed to linger upon her falling hair and feeling no shortage of satisfaction from it as she spoke, while the words of Miss Bellucci were laced with the same kind of coy humour as ever as she loosed the lid on her drink, she couldn't help but make a show of the sight that seemed to inspire her intoxicating idol and whipped her locks gently a couple more times to let them ripple around her as she savoured the response it inspired.
“Of course! I've told you before, I only enjoy the finest things in life… Whether it be spots to sit and talk, or the people I wish to spend that time with~?” All the while wondering about the particular reason that Alisa had for feeling so captivated by such a simple act but that optimistic spirit of hers leading her to guess it was because she was curious how those twisting tresses might feel in her grasp, the teasing teen felt a shiver run up her spine as she imagined those deft fingers diving into her hair and those polished nails dancing over her scalp, and suddenly felt like her throat was a whole lot dryer as a result of such a fantasy, which naturally necessitated her pursing her pout around that cool bottle and sipping on it slowly the second she was finished talking…

“Wellllll, I think I've found my niche~” Licking her lips softly as she couldn't help but interpret a little bit of innuendo when Alisa mentioned finding a nice outlet for ones energies, Miss Bellucci flicked those cascading curls softly and felt confident that she had indeed found something she would want to dedicate plenty of her focus and determination toward, and was happy to hint at what that was.
“Dancing, acting, beautiful women; to me these are the finest forms of art~” A woman with a few passions when it came to her self-expression but there one obvious entry on her list on which she always found the effort needed to give attention, she hoped that by saving the best until the last she would give a rather definite hint to the one she enjoyed the most, and that the stillness of her golden gaze combined with her smile would also give the woman opposite a hint as to just whom she thought of when she mentioned said loveliness.

“Heeheehee, I mean I'm seventeen, likely not that much younger than a beauty like you~” Giggling but having just a tiny bit of reservation when the ravishing raven pointed out her supposed young age simply because she felt like more than a few people she had liked seemed to use it as a reason to dismiss her desire as something frivolous, though she tried not to pout at the issue like a child Bianca made sure to remind her that despite their difference in stations the gulf between them in terms of years spent alive wasn't as vast as some might have made out.
“But I suppose you're right, I can be quite the star student when I like the topic; motivated, dedicated, ambitious~” That being said the young woman happy to take the fact that this cool coquette took her as mature for her age as something special, she smiled and reminded her about how well she was doing in their classes together, having already largely mastered Japanese and the native French of the fox as well, and was looking to broaden her horizons in more than one sense of the word there.

“Heeheehee, I favour the 'someone' approach there, and I certainly seem to be sitting with someone who is the opposite of dull~” Once again feeling as if the words of the woman were in some way something of a compliment when she referred to how engaging her company could be, Miss Bellucci beamed happily as she admitted that she tended to be rather social in her pursuits away from school, and certainly shared an appreciation for intrigue when it came to the friends she made; present company most definitely included.
“Well that seems like a what they call a 'loaded question' if you ask me? Surely by denying an ulterior motive I would also be denying my enjoyment of having your company~?” Wary of falling into a trap when it came to the next question however, all too speedily the sparkling student was learning how much her teacher liked to tease and toy with her, and while she enjoyed that she also made sure that she didn't fall into a pitfall either in that regard. After all, the youngster did want so very much to show this marvel of a minx just how perfect she was for her, and as such needed her to know she could keep pace no matter what happened between them…

“Oh goodness, eight years? But you don't look a day older than twenty, signora!” Brows lifting and jaw sagging just a little bit as the difference in age was spelled out clearly by her senior and feeling rather surprised by that fact, though Miss Bellucci quickly resumed her signature smirk and offered Alisa what some might have assumed to be pure flattery, but in truth was far from a dishonest but likely optimistic estimation on her own part when it came to their chronological separation.
“Heeheehee, I suppose twenty-five isn't that old though, not enough I'd worry about at least…” Assuming that there hadn't been much more than five years between them at a push but ultimately such figures mere semantics when it came to romance, though some might have scoffed at the idea of such a gap and used it as an excuse to bar two women with such clear chemistry from connecting on deeper levels the dazzling diva did not see this as any kind of valid issue, and if anything felt more excited by it. It would make the challenge even more thrilling to overcome.

“I mean, we seemed to be able to keep pace with each other well enough as we ran…” Having to admire the sheer appearance of the woman in light of this new information and doing that quite literally as she let her golden gaze roll down those perfect curves with a curl in her lips, though twenty-five was far removed from anything close to old age Bianca was still impressed that her teacher looked so youthful and dare she say perky given her physique, though having the chance to cast a little more scrutiny found more surprise in it as well.
“Which surprised me actually~? You might have to tell me just how a language teacher got in such shape she can keep up with one of the best the second year of UA has to offer~?” Already noting how good the gothic goddess had looked in running gear but only now at this moment of rest recognising just what kind of fantastic shape she was when it came to her frame, she could see the woman was sculpted with lines which made her mouth water and might even have been cut with even more definition than her own, which combined with the manner in which she had led her to this place in a run so effortlessly left her with a sense of curiosity. Even though the eye did not go wanting to look at the magnificent Miss Vollan, there was more to her than that amazing image, wasn't there?

“Heeheehee, it's no effort really~” Jerking her attention away from those washboard abs and a navel which seemed to just beg for the velvety touch of her tongue with a slight hint of rosiness in her cheeks when Alisa praised her abilities to continuing that steady stream of compliments, though she was certainly overjoyed that her efforts were being acknowledged by the luscious lady of language the jubilant junior followed her fine example when it came to her reply, and threw back a cool humility along with a little smoulder in her stare as well.
“Even the crudest painter can create wonders when given the right muse~” Lifting her finger up to wrap around her chin as she confirmed that it was the sight before her which brought out the best in her mind and mouth and using that as yet another excuse to take the fullness of this French fox, those effulgent eyes drooped downward once more and the young woman bit into her lip again with admiration, and perhaps a little excitement at the idea of indulging other senses to appreciate that amazing anatomy further…

“Heeheehee, well the men of my country say you’re only as old as the woman you feel so…” Offering a playful little pout when her teacher implied that the chronological cleft between them made her feel old, Miss Bellucci couldn’t help but remember a crude line she had heard in a garage or something similar and flicked her hair softly as she shared it, whilst fully expecting her teacher to readily read the full implication therein.
“Maybe there’s a way that a spirited youth like myself could help you feel really rather young again, like a giddy schoolgirl, for instance~?” Bobbing her brows playfully as she offered up her time and energies to help Alisa roll back the years which weighed on her and feel like she was thoroughly renewed, though she guessed that such a suggestion might earn her a little reproach even from a mind so very open as that of her marvellous mentor she wanted to go whole hog with it, and bear any consequences of the risk she took even if the chances of success only seemed small.

Ever the tough nut to crack, isn’t she~? Most assuredly amused when next her black belle seemed to repeat a charming little note that she herself had sung earlier in their encounter but at the same time amused when the woman continued her little bout of playing hard to get, though some might have been offput at such playful rejection and leave the issue to lie, Bianca found herself only more intrigued because she guessed that the woman was likely guarding quite the epic tale indeed if she was so cagey about it.
“Heeheehee, well that may be true, but I thought we were developing one of those candid, intimate friendships where we can share a little more than with most~? I mean it would be pretty uncouth to expect me to be the only one sharing her wicked secrets, right~?” Giggling and shaking her head as she acknowledged the ounce of hypocrisy in her continued inquiry and admitted that she was not deterred by this fact, she lowered her head a little and batted her lashes across that golden gaze as she playfully tried to appeal to sympathy or fair play, and already had in mind a manner in which she might be able to get what she wished for by exploiting that commonality between them.

“Heeheehee, I fear that’s a question only the gods could answer, unfortunately…” Snickering all the more when her sable siren next seemed to pick up her spirits a little and sound a bit more amused as the broached the reason behind the chemistry in commentary which Miss Bellucci felt with her, the jubilant junior gave a sigh as she attributed the reason to something mystical, and yet found she was certainly only encouraged in her mischief by the validation she felt from the vixen opposite her.
“But I can certainly appreciate their results, without ever needing that understanding~” Shaking her head and shining with a smile as she looked up toward that beautiful face blissfully, had their dynamic been different wondering if she might have acted on the impulse she felt in that encouragement to do something daring right now, like take those soft locks into her fingers or even, if she felt really brave, try and bait her magnificent muse into something even more meaningful. Those lips certainly did look awfully inviting, after all…