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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 3, 2004 13:51:02 GMT -5
But dear Zack wasn't paying attention the the loving ministrations of Professor Abbot. He was grappling with his inner demons. His heart rate increased, and his breathing sped up. Something was not right in the world.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Aug 3, 2004 13:57:40 GMT -5
*Getting bored of poking him she leaned back and stared. Now that he wasn't looking murderous, she could just observe him. His shirt had ridden up a bit and exposed the scar.(yes obviously he ahs one i just put it n the side) The fading zigzagged line ran up his side. She gently carassed it with hr fingers tryng to figure out what she would be able to do with him.*
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 3, 2004 14:13:22 GMT -5
(I'm thinking pity sex, you? But... what's a fadong?)
He was still under the thows of the spell, but that didn't stop him for trying to struggle. The muscles in his body were tensed, as if her were trying to buck against invisible restraints (giving dear Professor Abbot delightful ideas). His eyes passed through several emotions a minute and as to what exactly was happening, no one could say. He was growing calmer, but still incredibly tense. He shivered slightly as Viv's hand slid up the side of his stomach and ribs. He wanted to respond. If she couldn't tell from his face alone, she need only look as far as the bulge in his pants...
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Post by Vivian Astley on Aug 3, 2004 14:30:14 GMT -5
*Continuing the path her hand was already traveling she paused to look up at his face. It was then that she noticed him watching. Pulling her hand back she picked up her wand and muttered the counter curse. Hoping she wasn't being led astray. But she couldn't help but trust him.*
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 3, 2004 14:37:18 GMT -5
As the counter curse was muttered, he really did buck up from the bottled pressure. With the realization that he was free, he simply lay panting quietly for a while. When he was able to train his energies elsewhere, he glanced at Vivian's face hovering above him.
"That wasn't very orthodox, was it?"
His voice was hushed and subdued. He still hadn't moved, but if something happened to his liking (or if his back started hurting), he wouldn't be opposed to moving.
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Post by Vivian Astley on Aug 3, 2004 14:45:40 GMT -5
*Shaking her head, she brushed his hair out of his eyes.*
"No not really."
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 3, 2004 14:49:35 GMT -5
He finally... FINALLY... has the decncy to notice where all his blood supply had up an left to as it certainly wasn't in his brain anymore. He blushed slightly and glanced at Vivian.
"Well... uh... should I let it go to waste? Or lurk off to my dungeons in shame only to wank off once I bolt the door?"
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Post by Vivian Astley on Aug 3, 2004 14:59:39 GMT -5
*She smirked, fingers trailing up and down his chest.*
"Hm, watching you wank off might have it appeal, but there are so many other things we could do,"
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 3, 2004 15:02:48 GMT -5
I'm sure it does, love, but if you play your cards, you may get to watch that yet... Of course, I certainly hope it doesn't have to come to that. Will it be the bed or right here?
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Post by Vivian Astley on Aug 3, 2004 15:09:59 GMT -5
*looks off towards the bedroom*
It's awfully far.
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 3, 2004 15:13:17 GMT -5
And my back will never thank me again. Here, I'll make it easy for both of us...
*He manages to roll onto his side and with that leverage, boost himself off the floor without disrupting the machinery. He then grabs Viv around the waist and carries her into the inner chamber and the both fall onto the bed. He locks a pair of darkened eyes on Viv's.*
Don't tell me you're interested in foreplay...
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Post by Vivian Astley on Aug 3, 2004 15:19:30 GMT -5
Depends...*She yanked on some of his hair* Are you?
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 3, 2004 15:32:26 GMT -5
*His head jerked up uncomfortably from her grasp on his long hair. His throat was exposed and she began to trail light kisses up and down it's... length...* (*dons shirt that says 'i <3 innuendo'*)
Not in the slightest, kiddo.
*To emphasize his point, he pulled out of his position of vulnerability and easily flipped her over, now in the position of dominance. If there was one thing he despised, it was being vulnerable. Not in control. It was his turn to tease.
He began kissing her neck... collar bone... growling in distaste that they weren't yet naked...*
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Post by Vivian Astley on Aug 3, 2004 15:42:21 GMT -5
*Frustrated by the slowness she yanked off his top.*
Babe, your going to slow.
*To emphasize the point she started to take her blouse off, only to be interruptted by a knock on the door. They both froze in place. She looked up at him pleadingly.*
Don't answer it," she murmered, shirfting ever so slightly
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Post by Jeffrey on Aug 3, 2004 15:47:30 GMT -5
Zack swore audibly and glared at the door. Instead being a civil person, he yelled loudly.
"If you don't fucking MIND, there are two teachers about to have a good fuck in here, now BEAT IT!!!"
With that, he turned back to Viv with a new intensity and all but tore the blouse over head and began ravaging her mouth with an intense kiss whilst deftly undoing her bra and flinging it away.
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