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Sociology Classes // Wednesday the 14th

Death and Dying (4 - 5:45 PM)

"Welcome to class, everyone. I know you are all busy studying for your finals, so I am reluctant to introduce any new material. Instead, we will watch a film that has, apparently, an interesting personification of Death. It's called," Grissom looks down at the box with a frown. "Will and Ned's Lame Escapade."

Grissom turns off the light and adds, "Oh, and if any of you would like popcorn, I think there might be some in the staff kitchen across the hall. You can borrow my office keys ~~if you're in the mood for hijinks, as it is that kind of day~~ if you'd like; the kitchen is through the back door."

Sociology of Deviance (6 - 10:00 PM)

"Welcome to class, everyone. This is our last meeting before your projects are due, please, if you have any questions, now is the time, or stop by my apartment this weekend."

"At this point in your studies, I feel as if we should be able to tackle some material that is more risque without any problem. I hope I am correct in this assumption.

Very Clinical Lecture on Sexual Fetishism ~~with obvious naughty words~~

"Now, I have set up a few stations on some intriguing or more unusual fetishes for you to take a look at on your own time. Please select one and then I'd like you discuss it."

The Choices are: Scuba Fetishism, Hair Cut Fetishism, Eyeglasses Fetishism, Robot Fetishism, and for kicks, Arborphilia.

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Maybe it had worked? Bel couldn't suppress a grin. "Yeah, we probably should," he agreed.

Angel checked to make sure no one was listening. "There's a certain something I think we're trying to pretend isn't going on. Know what I mean?"

Bel nodded, barely containing his glee. "Probably for the best not to let it get out," he said. "Might not make some people too happy."

Angel's mouth curved into a half-grin. "Do you really think making me too happy's going to be a problem? You know, now?"

"Not at all," Bel said. "In fact, I can think of several ways to make you even happier. You don't know how much I've been looking forward to this."

"Me too," Angel agreed. "In fact right now all I can think about is ways I can show you how... happy you're making me."

"What did you have in mind?" Bel said eagerly.

"Something to get the heart pumping," Angel gave Bel a lingering look. "So to speak."

"I think I catch your meaning," Bel said. His demon side had been craving some sport. "The only question is where we start?"

Angel leaned closer. "I'm tempted to start right here."

Bel looked around. The only other people in the room were Ivanova and Grissom. He actually liked Grissom, but he didn't know Ivanova at all, so no loss there. "Aren't you forgetting about the cameras?" he brought up. "Or do you just not care about anyone finding out the truth now?"

I'm beyond caring," Angel said. His hand was now resting close to Bel's back. "Besides, having the cameras around can make it more fun."

"Well, if that's how you want to celebrate your coming out, so to speak, far be it from me to say no," Bel said. "Let's have some fun."

Angel moved his hand up to rub at the back of Bel's neck. "I knew you'd be up for it."

It should have occured to Bel that Angel was being a little too touchy-feely than usual, but he was far too excited that his spell had worked and Angelus was back to consider it. "I'm always up for a good time with you," he said. "And I've been missing that lately."

"You say that," Angel cocked his head, looking at Bel, "but I feel like you're going to deny me."

Bel winced. He knew Angelus was disappointed in him for his moment of reluctance when they'd gone off to kill witches together and was probably wondering if he'd hesitate now to punish the ones who had souled him. "I won't hold back this time," he promised.

"Are you sure? Because this time I want us going all the way."

He nodded. "I'm sure. I can do it. All the way."

"Prove it."

"Just tell me what you want me to do."

"I'd rather show you."

"Go for it."

A half smile uncurled on Angel's lips. He tugged on the back of Bel's neck to draw him closer.

Bel leaned in, wondering what Angelus was going to tell him.

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