I'm Too Bloody Old For Quidditch

[Katie Bell]

*Sighs, sitting back down. The pain she felt when he said he'd slept with another witch is almost non-exsistant now, but she quirks one eyebrow in curiousity.*

Your, er, shirt...it wasn't exactly-

*Coughs, clearing her throat as she looks down at their hands. Still *

-in one piece, was it? I...yeah, I've never seen you do that before.

*Licks her lips, fighting back a wide smile at the flashback of Greyson literally ripping off his shirt. She cheekily quips.*

Wonder if you found all the buttons yet, love.

*Glances up at him, eyes finally starting to get their mischevious gleam back.*

[Greyson Ollivander]

*Pushes himself upright, mouth hanging open, and blinking while turning redder. *

Umm...the buttons are...ahem...still, still on the floor I believe. I- I left too soon after I found my...my things, and the uh...buttons.

*Bites the inside of his cheek, totally embarrassed for making an ar$e out of himself.*

Yeah, I guess...guess the situation called for it.

*Grins, trying not to laugh. He has no control over what he does when he's in a heated state with Katie. The blame should be placed entirely on her shoulders for being so damn sexy, and irresistible.*

I'll have to fix that when we get home.