Annalessa's Cottage

[Theodore Nott]

::Holds his chocolate covered finger inches from her lips, lifting a brow, curious to see if she'll try to lick the chocolate off.::

Perhaps there some sort of Potion involved, I'm not sure, but whatever Honeydukes does to it is simply delectable, no?

::Begins to inch closer to her lips and his candied finger, seemingly perfectly cool in the quickly warming atmosphere.::

::Velvety::

I suppose a very weak Love Potion might do the trick, but that wouldn't be an explanation for how much thinking of this chocolate makes me want you-

::Pauses dramatically, eying his finger quickly before returning his intense gaze back to Annalessa's burning eyes.::

-to lick it off of my finger.

[Annalessa Bordon]

"You're quite delectable with out the chocolate, love.." *Annalessa leaned forward, never taking her eyes from Theodore's* "But with it.." *She slowly licked the small trail of chocolate away.* "Complete bliss."

*Tired of waiting, and not a very patient woman in nature, Annalessa pressed herself fully against Theodore. Consumed at last by the flames, she pulled him close, and crushed her lips to his with the intensity of an inferno.*

[Theodore Nott]

::With the chocolate gone from his finger, Theodore now finds himself in a deep intense kiss.::

::Just as fast as she's kissing him, he's returning it, pulling her over his form as he moves to lay back across the sofa. There isn't a problem with the speed in which Annalessa is moving along, Theodore appreciates a bold witch. Carefully, he lifts his hands to her face, cupping her chin, and pulls away only a hair.::

::Teasingly::

Whatever it is in the chocolate certainly is potent on you.

::He winks, chuckling softly, brushing the fiery locks of her hair away form her face. Not one to waste time in a situation such as this, he pulls her lips back to his, fingers winding their way into her curls.::

[Annalessa Bordon]

Though Annalessa would never bring herself to admit it, she was quickly becoming quite fond of Theodore. She loved how he seemed to be a mixture of many different things. Gentle, yet possessive. Intense, and dark - yet light and teasing. The ultimate mixture of pro's and cons.

If the young witch was honest, she was a bit frightened of how quickly he managed to bring her this far. Annalessa never really gave other wizards the time of day, let alone invite them to her home, and snog their brains out. But the way in which Theodore winded his fingers into her hair, the soft velvet texture of his lips. All of it was far more addicting than any honeydukes chocolate.

*Pulling away only slightly, Annaless trailed soft kisses down his neck, a playful nip here and there*

[Theodore Nott]

::The way she kisses and nips at his neck begins to drive his heart rate wild, and his blood boiling. His hand catches her by the chin, and he meets his eyes to hers, the past times he's spent with Annalessa he wasn't exactly sure that she would want to end an evening with him in such a manner. Don't be mistaken, his confidence hasn't gone anywhere, he's just making sure that this is something she wishes to do.::

::Looking deep into those gray eyes with his, his honeylike voice speaks softly, forming a question with one word and look.::

Anna?

::Theodore Nott may be a cold, calculating Son of a Banshee, but he isn't a criminal, nor that psychotic that he feels the need to overpower a witch and defile her in such a horrendous fashion. He always is certain before he continues.::

[Annalessa Bordon]

His expression told her everything. In that moment, Annalessa didn't need words, to understand Theodore Nott. Her heart raced, and she had to truly think. It would be the first time, she'd ever given herself to anyone fully. She was uncertain at first, not knowing Theodore that well. Her heart warmed slightly, seeing his need for approval. And for some reason, she trusted him enough to allow such an intimate experience to take place.

*Her eyes which had shown doubt, and reluctance the moment before, now melted to liquid silver. Passion, sparking in their depths.* "The night is ours, Theo. This moment... I’m giving a part of myself to you, I've never given. And I'm not afraid." *Bending her head to his, Annalessa placed her lips upon Theodore's, in a sweet sincere kiss*

[Theodore Nott]

::"The night is ours, Theo. This moment... I’m giving a part of myself to you, I've never given. And I'm not afraid." The second those words reach his ears he refrains from rolling his eyes. Why do witches have to make it sound like they're giving him some magnificent gift?::

::Ignoring his annoyance his hands find the edges of her dress and begin to work skillfully at the zip. The kiss she had given him was indeed sweet, far too sweet for the wizard and within seconds he's deepening the kiss with passionate fury, working to remove the silky fabric away from her hot skin.::

::This is the trouble Theodore wanted to get into with this witch, thankfully he didn't have to work all that hard on attaining his goals. If she's lucky enough, and by some miracle she's more amazing than all the other experienced witches he's been with, he'll come back for more.::

[Annalessa Bordon]

Annalessa wasn't sure how Theodore would take her response, but was satisfied as he began kissing her again, with intense passion which she matched. She was far from a sap, as was he- which was good. Annalessa held no respect for the weak, nor did she desire to be treated like porcelain.

Responsibility, and order held no appeal to the young witch. All she wanted was danger, and chaos. Annalessa understood, humans were selfish by nature; only out to satisfy their own wants. She was no different, and gave into the trouble that was Theodore Nott, determined to let him know it was a woman he was dealing with. Not a naive, little girl.

*Helping him with the removal of the fabric, she quickly went to work with his own clothing. Her small hands moving swiftly, until reaching bare skin. Shifting slightly, Annalessa brought her lips inches from Theodore's chest. Her breath ghosting across the flesh, teasingly.*

[Theodore Nott]

::Helps her help him remove his shirt, breath catching as her lips hover teasingly over his chest. From under errant strands of hair his dark eyes watch every move she makes, anticipation growing.::

::Hands find her velvety skin while they travel about softly, teasingly. If he had any doubts about this before they're gone now, along with her dress, and he shifts himself under her, bringing his lips hungrily back to hers.::

[Annalessa Bordon]

Before long all clothing had been discarded, heat and passion reaching it's boiling point. Annalessa lost whatever small amount of control, she'd held onto. Everything else was a blur, nothing existing other than the two.



Timeskip

How much time had passed exactly, Annalessa wasn't sure. She felt dazed, as if she were floating. Her heart still beat wildly, a small smile upon her face. Grey eyes looked towards the fire, which had not yet extinguished. The flames nearly causing her eyes to glow.

[Theodore Nott]

::Spent he lay back against the squashy cushions of the sofa, taking a moment to catch his breath, and slow his pounding heart. Things weren't as bad as he assumed they would be.::

::It may have been just moments since their little tryst came to an end, but the overwhelming need to skedaddle begins to overcome him, and he glances to Annalessa from under his eyelashes, worried the witch may become clingy.::

::Feigns contentment.::

Mmm...

[Annalessa Bordon]

*Tucking a strand of hair behind her ears, Annalessa forced herself to sit up, feeling rather lazy.* A light sigh escaped her, though she was soon over their little activity. *Not even sparing a glance Theodore's way, Annalessa grasped a near by robe and stood. She wasn't sure how it got there, but didn't really care as she tied it swiftly.*

"Well that was quite an experience.." *A smirk replaced the smile on her full lips* "I can see, our evening has come to a conclusion." She felt nothing now. Only satisfied with getting what she desired. A quick snap, and Misty appeared. "Draw a bath, misty." As always, the house elf nodded obediently, and disappeared with a pop. *Annalessa glanced at Theodore, her tone now cold and uncaring* "You can see your way out, can't you?"

[Theodore Nott]

::Relief washes over the wizard as she suggests he see himself out. Nodding, he pushes himself up, grinning arrogantly.::

::Without looking to her or showing any embarrassment he quickly dresses, making sure to leave nothing behind, and Disapparates with a ringing crack::

::He couldn't be more happy to leave somewhere than he is right at this moment.::

[Severus Snape]

Dear Miss Bordon,


Your appointment with me has been scheduled for next Thursday. Please arrive promptly at 7:45 pm, and you will be met upon the school grounds.

Sincerely,

Headmaster Severus Snape

[Annalessa Bordon]

It was a rare occassion, but Annalessa was actually home reading when the irratating pecking at her window disturbed her. *Standing and makeing her way to the sound, Annalessa brow rose as an owl dropped a letter into her hands*

*Opening it carefully, the young witch quickly scanned it with sharp eyes. A pleased smirk tugging at the corners of her lips* Yes, she would definately be there. This was one stepp closer to her goals.