The thrill of being caught was one that James reveled in, and honestly, if they were caught, he was quite happy to watch the Headmaster try to sack him. He didn't have much respect for the Headmaster to be honest. And more to the point, he would rather get some than keep his job, he could find work anywhere.
The idea of there not being a better place in that moment made James smirk against her lips. True, there wasn't a better place, so close was good for James. The possibilities in his breaks, endless.
But Circe's lips were back on his, and his thoughts were lost as he concentrated on her, the taste, the smell, the feel of the witch before him as he pressed closer to her. She was one of his preferences, of that much he would not deny to himself, but it was nothing more.
"We might get caught... I don't wanna lose my job."
"You won't." James murmured, moving to kiss her again but he was cut short with the notion of knowing somewhere else. He was being palmed off - even if only temporarily, and James did not like that. Pulling away slightly, he thought for a moment, a better place. It would get rid of the excitement of the possibility of getting caught...
"My office." He growled, leaning in to nip her lip to show he was not impressed with being put on pause. "The dungeons, next to the potion's classroom. Whenever you're finished here." James instructed, pressing one last fleeting kiss to the witch's lips before he pulled away completely and strode from the room.
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