Something wicked.

Erica's jaw clamped shut as her pupils reappeared and she stood. She took a moment to run her hands up and down her body, appreciating her curves, then looked at the three students staring at her.

"Hello," she purred in an English accent. "Which one of you lucky ducks is Ross?"

Ross raised his hand and Andrew quickly stepped in front of him. "He is, but today you're going to be seducing me."

"Oh, darling, you don't get to tell me where to point my missiles," she said disdainfully. "Only my commander here can. Ross, do you really want me to waste my talents on this silly boy?"

Madison smirked and Ross nodded. Erica's eyes danced across them. "I see. You're beholden to this vixen. Not my taste, frankly. Too pillowy. I suppose I'll have to have my fun with- I'm sorry, baby, I didn't get your name."

"Andrew," Andrew stuttered. Erica laughed throatily at his anxiety.

"Andrew, you can come closer," she said as she beckoned him with one finger. "I promise I won't bite."

"Jesus, she's hot like this," Madison said. Ross shot her a look and she shrugged. "What? I mean, I'm straight, but look at her. Nobody's that straight."

"Damn right," Erica purred. "I relish the opportunity to put a little kink in any straight lines I encounter." She sauntered over to Andrew and put her arms on his shoulders as though they were slow dancing. "Now, shall we give your friends a little show?"

"Yeah!" Madison cried as Andrew protested. "This is awesome."

"Thank you, dear," Erica said with a wink. "At least one of you gets it."

"Actually, what about this?" Ross asked. Erica glanced over to see him holding up a modification script while Madison carefully averted her eyes. She stopped moving for a moment, temporarily stunned, before regaining her composure.

"Oh, my... that's really not fair," she pouted. Her eyes were hazy and unfocused. "You've gone and made me quite dull."

"How does it feel?" Andrew asked eagerly.

"Well, hm. I don't know that I, um..." she trailed off as she stared at a point above Andrew's head. "I'm at a bit of a loss."

Madison crumpled up a paper ball and threw it at the back of her head. Erica whirled around and lost her balance, sagging drunkenly back against Andrew. He caught her and she ran a hand along his bicep.

"Oh, my," she giggled. "How nice, to be in such strong arms."

She lazily righted herself and turned back to Andrew. Leaning forward, she ran a hand along his inner thigh.

"I'm getting used to this... it's quite fun, really."

"What is?" Madison asked.

"...being a dullard," Erica whispered. "Not so much thinking, more time for... pleasure."

She exhaled on the word and felt the growing lump between Andrew's legs. "Now, what should we do about this boner?"

"Leave," Andrew croaked to Madison and Ross. Erica pouted. "So soon, baby? I still haven't-"

"Not you, them." Erica breathed a sigh of relief. "Give us some space."

"Aww, man," Madison said as Ross took her by the arm and dragged her away reluctantly. Erica winked and hiccuped as she unzipped Andrew's pants.