he knows either answer will . . . be awkward , to reply with ( after all , she is the aunt to one of his students ; and , he has to see her during parent meetings as well ) . so , might as well be honest , right ?
“ smash , of course . ”
Smash or pass - Mari / auntshot :) // @auntshot !
Curt has a bad habit of not knocking on doors before he enters, particularly the one to their shared bedroom, the creak of it reminding him that they should get something to loosen the hinges before he turns around and- right there, on the bed, Mari has gotten Curt red-faced without so much as looking at him. She’s quick to apologize ( she says something about 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢, but he can only half-pay attention ), but Curt simply puts down his bag and walks to the end of the bed. “No- no, don’t worry, it’s fine-”
He kneels with a grunt ( god, old knees ), leaning forwards on the mattress to face the apex of her legs. Curt looks above it to make eye contact, a playful grin on his features, turning his head to kiss her bare thigh and reaching up his hand to push aside the other one. “Go on. I really don’t mind.” The look he gives her then, almost sparkling, says 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, a praise in eyes alone. “Come on, let me see you.”