`` what 're you taking for it at the moment ? '' he leaned back in his chair , which creaked like a small animal in pain , and locked his hands behind his head . it was already growling and straining for another taste of her body . people are already bent over their tests , pencils scratching . it was forced , but he was still smiling . there was no sense of movement , no whistle of the wind in his ears , no flapping of his cloak . so why are you interested in him ? 