 Blonde&Proud Sirius Sense of humor
Ferris was vaguely aware that Vianna was now doing something with her hands, assuming that she was making a couple little sandwiches for him as she'd announced moments before along with the idea that she could have soup. But his main concentration was on making her feel loved, on washing away any unpleasant feeling that she may have felt throughout that day. His lips continued to find her neck gently, sweetly, giving a couple soft chuckles as Vianna let out a couple giggles which she often did whenever his lips found her nicely tanned skin.
It was then, after a few sweet moments of this, that Vianna gave out a complaint of 'Professorrr', something that only got his amusement to heighten and his kisses to continue unphased. "Yes?" he replied innocently as though he was just standing there rather than planting kisses to her skin softly. He listened as she informed him that she wasn't going to get anything done at that rate, and that it was going to be all his fault. But he could tell that she wasn't honestly angry with him, or upset by his distraction, could tell by the way her lips turned up into a smile that she was more amused than anything. "Who says you have to get anything done?" he grumbled playfully, flashing a bit of a grin as he let the arms around her waist slip down the sides of her own slightly smaller arms. He made his way down them until his hands were over her own and he'd allowed her to gently drop whatever she was holding onto at that moment. "Maybe..." he suggested softly to her ear, the slightest bit of amusement to his playful tone. "You should just let go of the thought of a sandwich for a second and instead...concentrate on your Professor..." he suggested with a bit of a grin, starting to place warm kisses to her neck once more, as he'd stopped for just a moment as his arms slipped over her own, stopping her sandwich-making.
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