{ An indie selective and private Lydia Martin roleplay blog, tracking the tag: bravexbanshee. the images and the character are not mine.}
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(while his eyes do track the movement of her skirt as it slips further up her thigh, such is not n e a r l y enough to put a stopper on stiles’ mind. with eyebrows raising he recites the answer back to her with practiced ease. )
“First you substitute the x and y values respectively, then you calculate the difference between both values, leaving you with 17 - 3, which equals 14.”
( the way his lips curl from their straight line into a grin is nothing short of predatory. nice try, lydia, but you’ll have to do better. )
“Might as well surrender the valedictorian spot to me, Martin.”
{ her expression doesn’t change in the least as he recites off a correct answer. inside, she’s proud of him. even though she’s obviously the math genius between the two of them, stiles might be good enough to proof-read over her math theories and make sure she doesn’t screw up any calculations. which– she wouldn’t do anyways. }
” It’s Professor Martin. And you’ll only get that valedictorian spot if you’re asleep Do you have a pair of pajamas I can borrow? “
{ she phrases it as an innocent question, a yawn slipping from in between rose bud lips. but he probably knows that she is trying to distract him. }
" If pumping out a mine that is D feet deep requires a pump that pumps a minimum of D squared over 25 + 4D – 250 gallons per minute, pumping out a mine that is 150 feet deep would require a pump that pumps a minimum of how many gallons per minute? "