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"Greetings, you've reached Ekkehardt Gehring. If you're listening to this, I'm probably busy. Try again later, or leave a message."

EKKEHARDT GEHRING
UN: HEMLOCK

STATUS: Graduate/TA. School nurse assistant.

ACCOLADES: I graduated from this academy 22 years ago. I've been rather boring otherwise.

BIO: I'm here to help treat whatever injuries you children can't just bounce back from. Try not to get into trouble.

© TESSISAMESS

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[ Technically, making someone incapable of drawing breath breathless is impossible. But since magic can do anything it so desires, Ekkehardt feeling as if breathing is awfully hard to do right now despite the fact he hasn't drawn breath in almost two decades is fine, he supposes.

His hands drop to Avery's shoulders, fingers tightening in the fabric of his jacket. (Even now, he's careful not to cling too hard, partially because he doesn't want to accidentally ruin his clothing, partially because he doesn't want to exert too much physical pressure...all sorts of reasons.)

If there wasn't a spell in place, he'd pull away, find some excuse, probably, not wanting to impose too much or even accidentally push at Avery's limits.

But there is. All he can do is be thankful they're alone right now, because he doesn't want to do anything else, anything in the world, except kiss him back, and so he does.

Kissing won't solve the tension between them; it's not a magic wand that makes every issue vanish. But it's warmth he'll gladly provide for someone who's been starved of it for four hundred years, and a type of affection that he'll treasure - so for right now, it's more than enough. ]