(P) Witch Weekly Head Office[7]

[Tallia Gauthier]

Tallia backed into solid wooden front door of the office and pulled Theo towards her. Smiling cheekily she kissed him before reaching a spare hand behind her to unlock the door with her wand. She stumbled backwards as the door swung open, giggling and pulling Theo with her, before turning and beckoning him up the stairs towards her flat.

The office was a mess of papers and empy firewhiskey bottles from Tallia's long sessions pouring over Dante's biography at her desk. However, as they ascended the stairs, the debris became gradually less and less. The flat was small, yet cosy; clean yet warm. Smiling, Tallia led Theo into the main living area where she quickly untied her cloak and let it fall onto the armchair along with her bag. "So," she said, hesitantly. "This is where I live." She was accutely aware that Theo had never made it past the office on the previous occaision he'd visited and now it was strange to see him here, amoungst her most personal posessions.

[Theodore Nott]

::he grinned as they stumbled into her office, kissing him before unlocking the door. His eyes scanned the office - spotting her desk covered in office work, scrolls and quills, he couldn't help but let out a mischevious laugh::

"You remember what I said earlier?"

::he said nodding his head toward her desk as he wrapped his arms around her waist::

"I want you to know that before I leave here tonight, I fully plan on laying you down and having another go right there on all your paperwork."

::he said smirking slightly as he kissed her neck, following her to her flat. He would have been more interested in having a look around the place but he had other things on his mind as he pulled off his cloak and threw it over hers on the armchair. He carefully unbuttoned his shirt, letting it slide off his shoulders onto the floor::

"Let me help you get out of those..."

::he said with a grin tugging at one corner of his mouth as he moved toward her, slipping her dress from her shoulders. His hands gliding down her body as he carefully stripped her - the dress falling to her feet::

[Tallia Gauthier]

Tallia shivered as she stepped gracefully out of her dress, her white patent heels shining in the flickering candle light. Her eyes roamed over the sight of his bare chest, drinking in the image of naked, pale skin. "Mm, Theo..." she said, her voice wavering slightly. "You're different that I remember." She smiled, looking down, before walking towards him and putting her bare arms around him.

[Theodore Nott]

"Am I all that different?"

::Theo asked curiously before scanning her body carefully::

"Must say, you havn't changed a bit. Still as sexy and seductive as I remember. Those red lips haunt my dreams..."

::he said as she came closer, wrapping her arms around him. He slowly removed her bra, longing for the feeling of her naked flesh against his bare chest as she embraced him::

"Now about that shower..."

::he said with a smirk as he toppled her over onto the bed behind them, him straddling her as he looked into her eyes. He begin to trail kisses from her neck to her chest to her stomach and down...::

10 minutes later

::finishing finally, he moved his head from between her thighs. Grabbing her by the wrists he pulled her from the bed and drug her toward the shower::

[Tallia Gauthier]

If Theo hadn't been dragging her, Tallia wouldn't have been able to move. Little aftershock ran through her body as they tumbled into the ensuite. Opening the door, Tallia rached into the shower and flicked the tap on. Usually she'd have used magic, but in her passion she had no idea where she'd put her wand.

Slowly she turned and looked in the mirror. Her hair was all over the place and her lipstick was smeared across her cheek. Laughing, she wiped it off before turning back to Theo. "You've made a right mess of me!" She grinned and put her arms around his waist kissing him cheekily.

[Theodore Nott]

::he raised his brow::

"Darling, you were a mess before I got here."

::he said with a snide smirk, as she kissed him. He reached over toward the faucet and turned on the warm water, the spray from the shower peppering his bare chest as he carefully undid his trousers and stepped into the warm inviting shower::

"You comming?"

::he asked almost impatiently as he tossed his head back, wetting his hair::

[Tallia Gauthier]

Tallia laughed and stepped into the shower, purposefully placing her body palpably close to his. "Mmm," she murmered as the warm water cascaded down over her pale, naked skin. The water seemed to refresh and revive her.

[Theodore Nott]

::he watched her closely as she stepped into the shower beside him, enjoying the view as the water slid down her naked body::

"Wet or dry - either way you make it look good."

::he said with a hint of flattery in his voice, he reached over her shoulder grabbing a bar of soap. He moved it around in his palms creating a lather and gently begin applying it to her skin::

[Tallia Gauthier]

Tallia smiled at the compliment and turned to face him as he rubbed the soap onto her body. "Still, nothing compared to you. As I always say; instant Romeo, just add water." She grinned. "It's a reference to a muggle play. You ever heard of Shakespeare?"

[Theodore Nott]

"You mean just add wine..."

::he said correcting her with a hint of a grin::

"Old Shakespeare, of course I've heared. He is renowned far and wide, regardless of his muggle stature he has made quite an impression on literature world-wide."

::he finished showering himself off and reached out for a towel. Quickly drying his hair, he then wrapped the cloth around his waist and moved into her room and collapsed on her bed::

::Theo felt rather light-headed, wether it was the alchohol earlier, the rushed love-making or the hot shower - he couldn't decide but he could feel one of his enigmatic moods coming on and for the first time someone was nearby to accompany it::

"What do you think about death?"

[Tallia Gauthier]

"Hmm," Tallia said as she stepped out of the shower, flicking it off behind her, and wrapped her fluffy green towel around her. "Death is a funny thing..." When her mother had died, Tallia had become mortally afraid of death and what it may hold, but as her father's mind deteriorated, she couldn't help herself wonder whether it wouldn't be a relief. "I guess, everyone percieves it differently according on what they believe. I hope there's something more than this life. Something worth living for... What do you think?" she asked, sitting down on the bed beside him and patting her hair dry with a corner of the towel. With her free hand, she traced a finger down the center of his chest. "Anyway, what's making you think about death? Am I really such depressing company?" She grinned before leaning forward and planting a soft kiss where her finger had been a moment before.

[Theodore Nott]

::he casually put his arms behind his head, watching her with a smile as she sat down beside him, running her finger along his chest::

"I'm not sure what I believe. Sometimes I don't think there's anything after this life - all we have is today. Heaven and hell are both here on Earth, it's what we make it. Luckily for today, I have heaven..."

::he said with a grin, as he ran his hand down her back. He laughed at her words::

"Oh yes, very depressing, love."

::he said grabbing her and pulling her towards him. His arms around her - as he returned the kiss::

"What's making me think about death?"

::he said mirroring back her question. He thought about it carefully, before shutting his eyes tightly. A flash of memory, a girl's blood stained face, his crimson hands dripping, the remains of the Avada Kadavra curse still heavy in the air. Murder. He cringed as air got stuck in his throat and he coughed slightly::

"It's nothing."

[Tallia Gauthier]

Tallia frowned. He looked troubled and it concerned her. "If you want to talk..." she said, offering her silent acknowledgement. It wasn't very often that she actually got to discuss private matters with anyone. Most people saw only the job title then clammed up. As she lay next to Theo, her towel having slipped to her waist, she hoped he wouldn't be the same.

[Theodore Nott]

::he shook the thoughts from his mind::

"No. No need to discuss such things."

::he rolled on top of her and kissed her throat::

"I'd be foolish to share any of my dark doings with a journalist, wouldn't I? I think we best leave our lives seperate. I rather like the mystery in our torrid affair."

::he stared at her carefully, contemplating her beauty for just a moment before pushing himself from off her and dressing himself::

"How about a rain check on your office desk, I do mean to make full use of it at some point, love."

::he said with a cheeky grin as he clasped the last button on his shirt. He bent low and kissed her cheek::

"Thank you for the lovely evening. I'll see myself out."

[Tallia Gauthier]

*Sighs happily and climbs under the covers*

*Drifts to sleep*

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*Takes a deep breath as her eyes flicker open*

*Smiles to herself and gets herself up*

*Dresses and grabs her stuff for work before hurrying outside and disapparating*