Anthony laughed, having that sparkle in his eyes that signalled he truly enjoyed this little class. He stared up at this girl, since she's standing on her knees and he's sitting with a knee bent up. 'My, my. Don't tell me you're quite desperate. I'm not that good of a flirt.'
Though, he smiled, and instead of reaching her himself, he used his telekinesis to literally lift Annabelle in the air and placed her right on his stomach. "Comfy?" He asked with a wider grin, but the teacher didn't even wait for the answer as he charged his lips right onto hers, raising up a hand to hold behind her head.
Anthony smirked in the kiss, further deepening it with his tongue. His hand played with her chestnut hair, almost tangling his fingers in the process. The other hand snaked its way behind Annabelle's waist, pulling her closer to him.
He almost burst out laughing there's no Zephel or Evan popping in that moment. He is so used to it, that he kind of expected his little fun would be interrupted at any given moment now. But...strangely, nothing's happening. Ah well, better enjoy this moment while it's happening.
"Now." He broke the kiss and slowly leaned his forehead against Annabelle's. "Can you tell me what's going to happen?"
Annabelle let out a slight sound as Anthony included his tongue, playing with it in her mouth as she pressed herself closer to him. She pouted playfully as he broke the kiss, watching him carefully as his forehead touched hers.
She smiled after hearing his question, thoughts of slowly progressing pervertedness running through her mind of the two together. She wanted all of him in every way and didn't want to hide that from her thoughts for him.
"Hahahahahah! Well, THAT will happen soon enough, mallo cups." Anthony teased her by playfully kissing down her neck, enjoying the scent Annabelle is giving off. Playing around with this girl sure is a pleasant experience, and he's not even serious yet. "Now, when class is over, what do you say we--"
The spectacled man paused, his glasses fogged up, then suddenly wrapped his arms around Annabelle's figure, one hand holding gently behind her head and embracing her close to him. Right after that, the window a few feet away at his right suddenly break apart into tiny little pieces. The glass shards flying towards the teacher and Annabelle as Anthony closed his eyes and tightened his arms around her, protecting her from the sharp fragments of glass...
A form rolled from the broken window, and ended up crouching right beside Anthony. He stood up, blocking the sun from reaching the couple, and pulled his green bang away from his eyes. Sven doesn't even seemed to notice the two people sitting on the floor there as he just blankly walk towards the door, stepping on Anthony's leg, paying no attention to the abnormal surface of the floor, and just went through the door, dissappearing from sight......and leaving a trail of bloody shoe-prints on the floor...
Anthony screamed shortly at the pain this young man caused his poor beautiful leg. Maybe that strange student managed to break his bone there, because that pain is NOT normal. "Ahh... I didn't scratched your beautiful skin there, eh mallo cups?" He looked down at the girl, releasing his arms from her, and revealing the scratches on his right cheek some shards managed to scrape. Some still even have the tiny glass pieces stuck on his skin.
Annabelle tilted her head back to allow more room for Anthony to kiss at her neck, letting out a slight uttering sound of pleasure, wanting more.
When he held her close, Annabelle was a bit surprised. However, she didn't utter a sound as she heard the window crash in. Her face was protected in his arms and she hardly got anything elsewhere on her small body the had been practically buried into him during that moment.
She looked up at him, a bit taken aback by the shards on his face. 'Couldn't you have used telekenesis to stop them?' She thought to him, blinking a couple times as she stared and slowly reached up, carefully attempting to remove a few remaining shards from his face.
"Telekinesis is for moving objects, my dear, not make a force field." Anthony smiled, winking at Annabelle from behind his spectacles. He found it relaxing that she would reach up and try to remove some shards from his face. 'I guess the only liability of telekinesis...is that you cannot move millions of tiny objects.' He admitted, keeping his head still since Annabelle is still trying to remove the pieces of glass in his skin.
'And I can't stop a charging man smashing the window out of a sudden. I'm not perfect, mallo cups. Remember that.' He reached up his left hand to his face and removes his spectacles off of his eyes, bent it by pressing the frames against his chest and hangs it at his shirt pocket.
'Now I have to make a date with the nurse.' He sent that thought to Annabelle, purposely to see how she reacted to that.