[p]Lu's rooms - Behind closed doors

[Lucretia Black]

*whispers against his skin*
"I don't know, it's my first detention."

*wonders why she feels hot allover despite the soaked robes*
"Maybe I should get out of these wet clothes?"

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*says like a scholar*

I believe that's a brilliant suggestion, Miss Lucretia...

*peels the wet clothing off her shoulders, tracing her skin with his fingers*

*quickly turns his gaze to the clock*

Wait-- is it nighttime, Lu? *looks concerned, but not concerned enough to stop touching her*

[Lucretia Black]

*enjoys the feeling of his fingers that seem to leave fiery traces on her bare skin*

"mmhhh... nighttime. We should go to bed - but separately... "

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*bites his lower lip and nods in response*

You know how I feel about him...so I won't bore you with all of it. Thanks in advance.

*stands then grabs under her arms and pulls her up*

Sleep well, Lu. Do you still want that essay? I really don't think you want to read a novel about my schoolboy fantasies...

[Lucretia Black]

*leans into him*

"You are no schoolboy, and neither do you have the fantasies of one!"

*shivers slightly, removes the magical lock from the door, and pulls away the curtain from the other room where her bed is hidden*

"You leave, and I go to bed, that's okay?"

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*nods in agreement*

*takes her hand and leads her to bed, then gently tucks her underneath the covers*

*kisses her forehead, lingering a bit, wanting to snuggle up next to her and continue what they started...*

I really should go...he...

*smiles, his eyes far off*

[Lucretia Black]

*smiles back still exhausted from the curses*

"If you don't go, you'll feel bad. And I really need rest, so don't worry."

*kisses his fingertips*

"A demain, mon amour!"

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

Bon soir, ma puce [goodnight, my flea]...

*smiles gratefully and rushes out before he stays*