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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:04:31 GMT -5
Cello sharply inhaled and bit his bottom lip to not let the noise escape his lips as he felt the end near, which was coming too soon for him. He wanted more, much more. But he wouldn't push it, he'd gotten what he wanted. He pulled out of her and knelt down on the ground, breathing heavily.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 16:10:28 GMT -5
[[Alli]]
Laying there for a moment, catching her breath, alli realized she'd experianced her first orgasm. Though the sex had been quick she didn't care. It'd been amazing. Sitting up, not bothering to cover herself she watched him for a moment.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:15:30 GMT -5
Cello looked up towards her, "Best quidditch game ever," he said and smirked. He layed back, his arms behind his head and stared at her. "You are quite good, for being so young." He didn't care about her age at all, she could have been 11 and he still wouldn't cared.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 16:17:46 GMT -5
Raising her eyebrows Alli couldn't help but laugh. "I'm always better than a sport." She smirked. Watching him, the way he moved, was more interesting now. Considering she'd seen more of his body than probably anyone here. "I've had ridiculous amounts of experiance for a sixteen year old." She laughed quietly.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:21:41 GMT -5
"Sixteen huh?" he asked. He moved a hand from the back of his head and with his index finger he beckoned her towards him and moved his hand back to its original position. He only did this to see if she'd listen to him, if she did he knew that he could get her again the next time she came to Azkaban.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 16:25:58 GMT -5
Tilting her head to the side she moved closer ever so slightly. She never intended on being a slut or anyone's toy. In all honesty she had no idea why she'd allowed herself to have sex with him. Though it was officially true that older guys were hot. Smirking at the thought she pulled her ponytail out allowing her ringlety hair to fall around her bare shoulders. "Bit young right?" She laughed.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:30:46 GMT -5
"No." he said simply. He leaned foreward and wrapped his hands behind her knees and pulled her down on top of him. "Perfect age."
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 16:45:29 GMT -5
Fresh. That was the word that came to mind as he pulled her on top of him. Looking at him now she would never have guessed that he was the same person who'd been speaking to her in his cell hours earlier. "Perfection is a mindset." She laughed, though she didn't know why she said that.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:49:51 GMT -5
Marcello layed back down and simply stared up at her. "I can see you better now," he added for the reasoning behind pulling her down. His eyes stayed on hers, "Perfect." he said once again.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 16:51:16 GMT -5
She stared into his eyes. They were black. In some other world Alli was sure there had been color behind them. Azkaban had rid them of reality. "Seems so." She smiled. Her face inches from his. Her hair falling beside his face.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 16:56:45 GMT -5
Cello stayed still for a second, trying to resist the temptation but failing miserably. He leaned up towards her, grabbing her bottom lip between his teeth and pulled her down to him before letting her go and kissing her passionatly.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 17:00:01 GMT -5
The shock of the unexpected kiss sent shivers through her body. The bite on her lip made her want to go at it again. She had to smile against his lips because everything seemed ok though she knew she was just a casual f*ck for him.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 17:03:40 GMT -5
Cello's hands explored her already familiar body as he intensified the kiss. Suddenly Cello heard mumbling coming from the hall, he didn't know if they'd come this way or not. He didn't even know what they were saying. He just stayed still and silent.
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Post by Triston Astin on Sept 1, 2007 17:05:24 GMT -5
Alli heard voices coming down the hall. Suddenly rememebering they were probably looking for them as they had never showed up to the closed off pitch she whipped her wand out and muttered a few incantations she knew worked here. The cell they were in was suddenly full proof as a hiding spot for the moment. Glancing at him she desperately wanted to ask what he was thinking.
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Post by Marcello Ventrella on Sept 1, 2007 17:10:15 GMT -5
Marcello looked out towards the hall and noticed the guy walking by with Cello's shirt in his hand. He looked back up at Alli and leaned in to kiss her, not really caring at all. He'd take the blame if they got caught.
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