Jonathan snapped his head around at Marcus as he hushed Junix. "Junix, this isn't something we discuss in public and there's not going to be any great surprise, for start there's Munins, Witches, Werewolves, Vampires, Demons, Dragons and other Fae types," he whispered, a little too violently for Jonathan's liking. "She's new, don't be so harsh," he muttered as he caught a glimpse of Junix's pout. He didn't wish to start any arguments, especially not with Marcus, but Jonathan didn't quite like his attitude towards the Fae girl and felt a strange urge to defend her. He heard a voice from behind them but at first he mistook it for maybe a louder voice in the crowd of teenagers rushing around in the halls. "And what are you guys talking about?" the voice spoke again, causing him to turn his head in Brooklyn's direction. He shrugged his shoulders.
"I am Junix. We were talking about him being an angel..." Junix continued, and he just sort of assumed she was directing her words at Brooklyn, whom had recently approached the group. He caught a glimpse of Junix's swoon and his smile returned, even if only for a brief moment. The two girls began to chatter away and Jonathan turned his head to Marcus for barely even a second, flashing him a grin as if to show him that he wasn't in a mood or anything stupid, and that their friendship was still intact.
The Fae girl began to sway after commenting on the fact that she was feeling rather dizzy, and Jonathan decided to just leave them all to it when Marcus held onto her and led her out of school. He turned to Brooklyn and excused himself with a nod, before silently making his way down the hall to the classroom on his timetable. In all honesty, he was not happy that Marcus had taken Junix out of school, and even more so because he now had to go to his English class alone. He wasn't used to being alone, and this was practically the first time he was going to be apart from any of them since he'd arrived on Earth. He was not at all pleased, to say the least, but he wasn't the type to kick up a fuss, so he stayed quiet.
About twenty minutes had passed by and the episode was over, and as soon as Slade came to the realisation that nothing was on television and morning programmes sucked, he turned his attention to the clock. School had already started, and that thought caused another loud sigh to break through his lips. "There's no way in Hell I'm letting that woman drag me to school," he muttered to himself with a slight shake of his head. He lifted a hand to his hair and ran his fingers through it, and that's when his eyes caught onto the movements of Tanya, whom had skipped into the living room and done a small twirl into the couch.
"Are you ready?" she asked. He shook his head in response and flashed her a slanted grin, before he leaned over to her and pushed her backwards until he back was pressed against the cushiony seat beneath them. He moved his hands down to the legs slowly and spread them open. This may have seemed a bit over-the-top and sudden, but he highly doubted that just talking to her would do the trick, and he needed something to distract her from school. "You're not going anywhere," he growled, almost threateningly, before he lowered his lips to her throat.
An almost ghostly shiver ran through his body, causing him to pull away from the kiss for a brief moment and he allowed his eyes to dart around the room. He looked down at Erieda with a small frown, which then faded into a smile as he shrugged the feeling away and moved his lips to her neck, where he then started to trail gentle, feather-like kisses down her neck. He slowly slid her jeans down her legs until they were off completely and discarded them onto the floor. His jeans fell to the same fate and were thrown on top of hers.
Alex pulled away from kissing her neck and looked down at her for a moment, admiring her beauty as she lay beneath him. "I love you, Erieda," he breathed, before leaning in to kiss her again but this time it wasn't so much passionate as gentle and tender.