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Post by morag mcdougal on Apr 10, 2011 21:09:21 GMT -5
Despite the perfectly valid reasons they shouldn't being pointed out Morag had zero concern about any of it. Expulsion didn't matter to her, she would probably end up marrying some wealthy man anyway and her family had money- house wives didn't need to graduate. "Mmm..." Morag hummed against Blaise's lips before pulling away slightly. "Risk makes it all the more fun." Her hand slipped to the small of his back holding him close to her while she arched her back. They had never been formally introduced so what better time than now. "I'm Morag by the way."
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Post by blaise zabini on Apr 10, 2011 21:14:18 GMT -5
"Blaise" He responded before pressing his lips to hers again, his hands moving up and down her thighs leisurely, pleased that she had the sense to wear a skirt - all women should wear, as far as Blaise was concerned.
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Post by morag mcdougal on Apr 10, 2011 21:21:42 GMT -5
Morag kissed back fiercely and wrapped one arm around his neck. The other hand found its way under Blaise's shirt gently clawing at his abs, pretty much pinned there with their bodies so close. Suddenly Morag wasn't hating the dungeons as much anymore.
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Post by blaise zabini on Apr 10, 2011 21:23:26 GMT -5
It was almost too easy. Of course, Blaise had a feeling that Morag was thinking the same thing; that she had caught him in some sort of feminine trap. He was more than happy to let her continue to think that way; as long as she kept kissing him like that.
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Post by morag mcdougal on Apr 10, 2011 21:33:14 GMT -5
When it came to such things Morag was a very single-minded individual. The only thing that she thought about was the moment she was in. Never did it occur to her that she had gotten one over on someone or what consequences might come from it. Why would she? The only thing that mattered was getting what she wanted and at the moment what she wanted and what Blaise wanted happened to mesh. With her hand still under his shirt Morag let her other hand slip down working quickly at the buttons. There was no need for them in her opinion. Her tongue grazed over Blaise's lower lip wanting more.
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Post by blaise zabini on Apr 10, 2011 22:01:51 GMT -5
Blaise had little problem being naked for anyone to see. He was, of course, a hardworking individual, and part of the work he did was on his impeccable body. For this reason he deepened the kiss and slid his hands under her skirt without argument on the buttons, his hands finding her perfect arse and pulling her hard against him.
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Post by morag mcdougal on Apr 10, 2011 22:11:14 GMT -5
Each button that Morag opened had her closer and closer to seeing that marvelous body of his. It had her quite eager, especially when Blaise grabbed her like he did. Exactly what she had wanted from him, dominance, she thought, was incredibly sexy. A small moan sounded in the back of her throat. All that practice had really made perfect for Blaise.
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Post by blaise zabini on Apr 10, 2011 22:12:40 GMT -5
Her moan was nearly musical, and it made Blaise pause a moment. They needed to move. He slowly drew back, his lips still only centimeters from hers, "I want to hear that moan louder, we're going to need to find somewhere more private." He informed, because even if he didn't care about getting in trouble, he knew he wanted to make her moan so loudly that the walls shook.
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Post by morag mcdougal on Apr 10, 2011 22:24:56 GMT -5
She was a little disappointed that her mood had been put on hold but Blaise was right. One of them had to be sensible, even if it wasn't for the right reasons. Slightly pouty Morag moved her finger over the contours of his abs, touch light as a feather. "If we must."
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Post by blaise zabini on Apr 10, 2011 22:26:53 GMT -5
Blaise sucked in a sharp breath, kissing her with blistering heat once again as his grip on her arse tightened further. "We must," He told her, pulling away again, "Believe me."
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Post by morag mcdougal on Apr 10, 2011 22:33:58 GMT -5
With that last pull on her Morag didn't think it was physically possible for them to get any closer, at least not with clothes on. A smile adorned her features, feeling a bit dizzy with all the built up anticipation. "Lead the way." Morag replied more than willing to follow him anyway by that point.
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Post by blaise zabini on Apr 10, 2011 22:37:58 GMT -5
Another kiss - because her smile was just that alluring - before Blaise released her bottom to take her hand and lead her towards the Slytherin common room - after all, his bed was more clean than any of the desks down here.
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Post by morag mcdougal on Apr 10, 2011 22:47:52 GMT -5
Blaise's kisses were divine, although it did make it harder to restrain herself long enough to get where they were going. By the looks of it he was leading her to the Slytherin Common Room, Morag knew where it was but had never been inside before. There weren't any complaints coming from her though, it was the closest and nicest place they could have gone. Morag hurried along with Blaise a skip in her step to keep up without having to run.
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