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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 12, 2009 1:17:42 GMT
*She shivers as his eyes open and he whispers*
*Her breath hitches as his hands move back down to her hips*
*She swallows, loving the look in his eyes, and whispers back*
Greyson, prove it then
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 12, 2009 1:27:32 GMT
*Takes her words as permission to go ahead, and do what he wants.*
*He licks his lips, hands sliding back up her back, pulling her down to him. Carefully, trying to judge her reaction, he once again inches his lips toward hers.*
*His lips brush against hers as he asks.*
Prove what?
*Wraps his arms tight around her, pressing her warm body against his, his breathing becoming shallow.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 12, 2009 1:33:58 GMT
*Her eyes flutter shut; she can feel his lips against hers as he talks*
Nm, Greyson-
*She arches her back, pressing closer to him*
-I'm not glass, mate.
*She presses their lips together again, leaving just enough room for her to swipe her tongue across his bottom lip*
Prove it.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 12, 2009 1:41:43 GMT
*Holds her even tighter against him, moaning as her tongue sweeps across his lip, her body warm against his.*
*His hands move up to the hem of her shirt, fingers sliding under it, softly he moves his hands against her soft skin.*
Yes, ma'am.
*Ecstatic he has permission, he crushes his lips hotly against hers for the second time tonight, his tongue slithering out from between his lips, tasting hers.*
*Pulls away from the kiss, staring into her eyes, whispering.*
Will you stay the night?
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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 12, 2009 1:49:03 GMT
*She's momentarily thinking of hexing the wizard for pulling away, but decides against it*
*She starts moving like she was earlier, but this time it isn't as controlled*
*Opening her eyes, she looks at him and whispers*
Make it worthwhile, Ollivander
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 12, 2009 1:57:45 GMT
*Has no problem trying to fulfill her wish. With a fluid movement he holds her tight against him, rolling them over, laying her on her back. He pushes himself up with his arms, his body hovering inches from her.*
*He looks down at her with fire in his eyes, and winks. Greyson sits upright, tugging his shirt up and over his head, discarding it over the edge of the bed. With eagerness he resumes his position, hovering over her, and presses his lips against her, locking them in a passionate kiss. Slowly he lowers his body against hers, his hands finding their way into her hair, fingers winding around her soft locks.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 12, 2009 2:09:32 GMT
Merlin, Greyson...
*Her eyes widen as he slips his shirt off for the second time that night. Being around Quidditch players so much taught her how to appreciate a well-toned, muscled body- especially if one's right in front of her. Or on top of.*
*She can't hold back as he moves over her, kissing whatever doubt she had away- and she growls. I was in Gryffindor...*
*The warm skin before [on top of] her is just too tempting. Reaching up, she places both palms on either side of the wizard, and as his fingers bury themselves in her hair, she presses her fingernails lightly against him and slides down*
*She arches her back, once again forgetting about everything but Greyson*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 12, 2009 2:17:04 GMT
*Moans softly into the kiss as her nails trail down his back, her body arching against his, and he can no longer keep control.*
*His hand remove themselves from her hair to slide down her neck, over her arms, and along her sides, stopping at her waist, his fingers slipping under the hem of her shirt. Her skin is so soft, and warm it causes his blood to go up in flames.*
*Thier kiss grows more, and more intense, his thoughts filled with this beautiful witch, and nothing else. She has completely comsumed him.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 12, 2009 2:25:22 GMT
*With the last of her sanity, she vows that she won't be the first to lose control*
*As his hands reach under the hem of her shirt, she growls once more. In response, she slides her fingers along his waistband, every so often dipping down further before pulling out and thinking*
We just met tonight-
*A chill passes through her, hopefully not enough to ruin everything*
-so how often does he do this?
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 12, 2009 2:30:57 GMT
*Shivers as she growls, his hands reaching up further, fingers pressing against her.*
*When her fingers slip under his waistband, he moans again, pulling away from her. He pushes himself up again, looking down into her eyes, and can see her uncertainty. Not wanting her to do anything she'll regret, he starts to push himself off.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 12, 2009 2:39:28 GMT
*As he backs off, she quickly realizes that right now, she doesn't care about that. If the benefits outweigh the risks...*
*She growls at the wizard, also realizing that she doesn't honestly know why he's pulling back*
*Narrowing her eyes, she looks up at him; her breathing is fast and she's sure her hair's a mess*
Ollivander-
*Growls softly, eyes still narrowed*
-you leave now, don't ever plan on coming back.
*She holds her hands away from skin, that way, if he really is leaving, he won't be shredded in the process*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 12, 2009 2:44:12 GMT
*Can't resist the way she growls at him, even though she's slightly upset he finds it utterly sexy. He isn't going anywhere, not with her looking the way she does laying on his bed.*
*Smirks at her, pushing himself off the bed, and unbuttons his jeans, sliding them off. Without wasting another second he climbs back on the bed to resume his much warmer, more comfortable position, laying over her.*
*He move into her neck, kissing and nibbling softly, he murmurs against her warm skin.*
Hippogriffs couldn't pull me away.
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Post by Katie Bell on Sept 12, 2009 2:53:19 GMT
*As he backs off the bed, her heart freezes. He's really leaving...*
*Her eyes zero in on Greyson's hands as they move towards the buttons on his jeans, and she automatically licks her lips*
*She lets out the breath she never knew she was holding as he climbs back over her. As he settles down, she groans at the heat that's radiating from his body. Instantly she arches up to meet him, her nails scoring the skin on his back*
Merlin, you...
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 12, 2009 2:58:33 GMT
*His eyes roll into the back of his head as her nails drag across his back. The little kisses on her neck become more heated, his hands searching for the bottom of her shirt, smiling into her neck as she whispers to him.* *With intention his lips move to the hollow of her throat, and the heat rising inside of him can only be put out one way.* *Unable to contol himself any longer, he shifts his body more comfortably against hers, and begins to attempt to make due on his promise.* ;D ;D ;D
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Sept 12, 2009 3:17:16 GMT
******Next Morining******
*A beam of sunlight is streaming in through the window in the bedroom, shinning right on Greyson's face. He stirs, and wakes, feeling the warmth of Katie's body against his, arms wrapped tightly around her.*
*Not wanting to wake her he lays there, deadly quite, gazing admiringly at her beautiful sleeping face.*
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