bite my tongue, saoirse.

[aries]

you keep me on the edge of my seat

school balls weren't entirely a rarity, however, aries wilkes was under the impression that even the most weathered of hogwarts' alumni were excited by the celebration. despite the fact that he was externally apathetic, as per usual, he allowed himself to be moved by the crowd's enthusiasm and obligingly nodded at all those who cared to utter a greeting to him. to be honest, he was finding it difficult to put names to faces - quite a conundrum, considering that he had walked the hallowed halls of the school with his seventh year peers for almost half of his short life. there was the quidditch team, which jostled him as he walked past, all slaps on his shoulder and utterances of a winning streak to be fulfilled that year. there were the people in the school's orchestra, some of which bothered to murmur a 'hello', and others whom simply allowed their eyes to graze across his face. there were the boys that he shared a dorm with, some of which seemed to be more or less content with his presence, and others who simply sneered. then the girls, some with tight-lipped waves and others gushing over how well he cleaned up; hair slicked and a bowtie on his crisp, white shirt. however as he made his greetings, the youth was entirely focussed on a point at the other side of the great hall, close to where the main stage and podium were. being a part of the school's band meant that he was obligated to play a selection of melodies to ensconce the room as the students and professors filled its perimeter. admittedly, it wasn't all that much of a moment to shine, but if aries took anything seriously, it was music. as he finally reached the piano, he allowed his fingers to skirt across the weathered wood of the instrument, before gently arranging the antique sheet music onto the stand and taking a seat.

as his fingers spun the notes trilled by the ivory keys into octaves, aries felt whatever strain he had accumulated from simply walking through the room mitigate. there was something about music that relaxed him, and somehow vanquished the inner qualms he had about his uncertain future. of course, music was one of the reasons that he had problems with what he was going to do with himself once he left hogwarts. if it hadn't been for his conflicting passion and the aspirations of his family, the wilkes boy would have been a lot more at ease with himself. it had long been tradition to pursue a sporting career, preferably as part of his home team, the transylvanian nationals. however, aries simply wasn't cut out for the sport - he was tall, and somewhat awkward on a broomstick. his thoughts were often engaged with creative endeavours, meaning that he was often thrown off his broom unexpectedly, resulting in a great variety of injuries over the years. sure, he was a good enough chaser when he put his mind to it, but he didn't excel enough to be seriously considered by an international team. he was a joke when it came to quidditch, and it pained his family to hear of his many and varied failures. in order to keep them from pulling him out of the school, he continued to 'try' and attempted to keep his great appreciation of the arts under wraps. what he needed in his last year of school was as little drama from his family as possible, so that he could at least leave the campus with some sort of chance in the outside world, in the form of end of year marks.

sighing as he completed the ballads that the music professor had requested of him, aries closed the piano and gathered his sheet music, all the while brushing the maple leaves that had settled on his shoulders to the floor. as he straightened, he scanned the room quickly, ice-blue eyes lighting on several more familiar faces before settling on that of miss llewelyn. aries had come to the conclusion that the school's nurse couldn't be any more beautiful than she already was, but as per usual, she had caught him off guard. standing on the opposite side of the hall, swathed in red and with her fine head of spun gold wrapped into a bun. she was hard not to notice, considering just how much she stood out, mostly for her good looks, but also due to her boisterous personality and ego, which must have been almost visible to the naked eye. it was even harder not to reach out and touch her fine-boned wrist or brush aside a loose lock of blonde hair all of those times that she had nursed him back to health, following a quidditch accident. instead, he had taken her charming words and gentle hands with a small smirk and the occasional compliment in return. he had already graced her with a parchment of music written to his own hand, which had purred a gentle tune when her fingers had alighted upon it. one could call it a simple schoolboy crush, but aries got the feeling that there was a lot more behind those violet eyes than what the nurse was letting on.

moving through the crowd in a gait alike to a big cat's prowl, aries made his way to the refreshments table, bumping into the woman who had caught his eye in a premeditated movement. my apologies, miss llewelyn... giving her a quick glancing over, one which he would have made last longer in the event that there hadn't been any other students and professors surrounding them, he smirked. the expression was lopsided on his features as he allowed the crowd around the table to jostle him forwards, you look very... lovely, this evening. he would have used stronger words, such as 'ravishing', 'gorgeous', 'beautiful' or perhaps even 'sexy' - the latter being the truest, but also the least poetic. however, there were simply too many bodies around them for his words to ring with any sort of truth, so he instead met her eyes with an intense gaze of his own, and turned to claim a goblet of punch for himself. it was unfortunate, but aries could play the cool and distant game for as long as he had to, especially when he could allow his mind to roam places were no professor nor student could follow.

JEN/SAOIRSE, 1076, clothes, WOOPS GOT A BIT EXCITED.

[saoirse alora llewelyn]

[/style][style=width: 400px; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: calibri; padding: 10px;]saoirse had spent the last year in this school, greeted by the grinning faces of young school boys who held their books far to close to their pants for it not to be noticed. she was flattered, really, it was charming the way they would fawn over her, and lavish her in gifts that would usually greet the bottom of a trash can, rather than the pit of her stomach. although, those gorgeous flowers that seemed to arrive in her office on occasion, they always stayed. a little color, and smell always brightened up that dark room, and provided a different smell from the chemical smells that poured from loosely lidded potion bottles. this would have been the second dance for her to attend since she'd left the school, the hospital wing had been unusually quiet that day, aside from a couple of students who had been placed in the wing a few nights prior, so she felt the need to really relax and enjoy the dance as an onlooker, rather than a participant in the festivities. dancing, and socializing, they were all fickle ideas that bored her almost as much as the conversation with some of the most boring teachers she'd met in her entire life. in her mind, if she were to hold a conversation with someone, they would at least have to meet her social standings, and be able to communicate without stumbling over their words. so, school boys were usually out of the question, all except one boy who usually kept himself quiet, perhaps it was an air of mystery behind him that made him so attractive to her. the difference in him that she had yet to see in anyone else. but of course, if she could get him in a position where he was below her, as her thighs clutched his, riding him into an ecstasy he would never experience again in his life, unless it was between her thighs. if she could get him there, he would soon be out of her head, and then she would be able to return to the regular routine of flirting with the boys who showered her with gifts, without his face flashing annoyingly in her mind as she went about her day, wondering when he would stumble his way in with a broken bone, or a concussion for her to treat.

the music that flowed from beneath his finger tips, spread throughout the room, gracing her ears with a musical orgasm. the sound was beautiful, and finely played, he was powerful with those hands - she had noted, as she reached for a long stemmed flute, that was almost bubbling over with a delightfully fruity strawberry champagne, only for the teachers - of course. her lips stained the rim, and her violet orbs scanned the room as she wandered, long legs flashing between the split in her dress, her heels clicking against the ground lightly as she made her rounds. still though, her eyes began to drift back to the stiff formed man who played so fluidly, seeking out those bright blue eyes that would usually meet hers with a flash of passion, before he would sink back into that shell, and hide himself away until he returned to her charges.

now though, as she positioned herself near the beverage table, her eyes drifted to a group of young males, who had gathered around the table, offering glances in her directions with smiles and comments muttered to each other under their breaths. her lips perked slightly, a sly smirk spreading over her lips, the tip of her pink tongue dipped between her lips to drag lightly over her painted red lips, tasting the last of the strawberry champagne that clung to their plump form. then, the music was over and her eyes were drawn back towards the stage where aries was making his way down. through a crowded room, her eyes connected with his, her head tilted slightly to the side as she held the flute poised in her hand, dangerously close to her lips, and as he disappeared in the mingling crowd, her eyes fell back towards her nails, as though the only thing in the room that interested her was her cracked nail polish, and cuticles. as his shoulder bumped against hers, she took a step to steady herself, her nose catching scent of his devilish scent and her lashes fell heavy over her cheeks, before they fluttered back open, violet eyes capturing his once more. oh, it's nothing, really. she let out in her breathy, soft voice. her eyes ran lightly over his figure, and she reached to place her glass on a passing tray. one arm settled around her waist, and her elbow propped up on her hip, her finger tips drawn to her mouth as though a nervousness had settled over her. why thank you, mr wilkes. your playing was absolutely divine. a soft smile curled her lips i'm sure your date is probably looking for you, and who really wants to be seen talking to a teacher when there are hundreds of girl ripe for the taking a challenge set in her voice, and her eyes darted from the room back to him.

it wasn't hard for her to wrap males around her finger and draw them in, they were simply a part of the game. flirting, and smiling, talking and laughing. it all seemed to work so well in her favor, especially when it came to attracting those into her bed at night. though they weren't much younger than her, it was apparently illegal for her to have relations with her students, but how could she resist when they were so easily won over? she was sure aries was going to be just another added to her list, another name to write down, and another to forget after. still, something about his eyes held her completely captivated and in awe. no, there was certainly something about him that held her interest.

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[aries]

you keep me on the edge of my seat

in terms of lust and infatuation, aries wilkes had had his fair share. there had been girls, and a reasonable amount of them, but he had struggled to make his feelings known to those individuals. it wasn't as if he hadn't appreciated their cossets, murmured sweet-nothings and irregular breaths, but he simply lacked the motivation to make anything more of a one night stand or chance hook-up. he was simply emotionally unavailable, stoic and far too apathetic to put any energy into the desires and needs of the girls who had wished for such from him. as his eyes flitted across the features of the woman before him, aries knew that it hadn't been a fault on his behalf - at least, not all of it. perhaps he had just been waiting to lavish his affections on someone who he deemed deserving of such a thing. saoirse llewelyn was a goddess in her own right, in both looks and personality. of course, what he saw externally had initially drawn him in - she was all long limbs, wheat-coloured hair and a gaze that could trap the most virtuous of souls. as her eyelashes swept across the apples of her cheeks, aries exhaled softly, momentarily drinking in the sight of her unparalleled beauty. she was a charmer, and a flirt, evident in the way that she drew his attention to her lips with the fine, tapered ends of her fingers. i woudln't go as far as calling it divine, but thank you, i do appreciate it. swallowing a laugh at her next words, he shook his head, taking a sip of the punch that was resting in the palm of his hand. i highly doubt that, as i didn't think to bring a date... at her comment of the other girls around them, aries followed her cue and gazed around the room, eyes finding no one that he would rather be talking to and no one who currently interested him as much as she.

perhaps it was because of how unobtainable she was that he found her so alluring. relations between students and professors were forbidden, so he imagined that the same thing extended to a seventh year and the school's nurse. it was almost cruel in a way, but it also amounted to the thrill that he experienced from merely speaking to her. shrugging as his bright gaze turned back to her face, he smirked, his voice purposefully soft as he made a move to pass her. when a teacher is the most attractive female in the room, it's understandable that one would want to be seen talking to them, miss llewelyn. dropping the words into her ear as he drifted back into the crowd, the youth allowed himself to be caught up by the friendly banter of the music professor. of course, he couldn't entirely school his gaze not to flit back to the graceful form of the nurse, and couldn't entirely extinguish the curl of lust in his middle as he caught a glimpse of her long legs through the slit in her dress. the festivities of the dance progressed around them, and the wilkes boy sighed as he was drawn into various conversations, not necessarily putting the weight of his opinion into anything that was directed to him. he wasn't the most sociable guy, but he did manage to get by, simply by illciting a sound of agreement or a simple smile from time to time. family events had made him learned of the art of pretending to care. in reality, his thoughts were elsewhere and admittedly still stuck on the blonde that he had left behind.

however, what could he do? his daydreams were unlikely to become a reality, especially at such a large school event. he could simply content himself with dropping her compliments and the occasional song, in thanks of her patching him up, yet again. as he slunk back to the refreshments table some time later, the youth ignored the hushed tones of the males around him as they crudely commented on the women that surrounded them. he had already heard the stories of the other boys who had had their encounters with the nurse - some of them were dismissed as tall tales or wet dreams, but others rang with a note of truth that riled him. why would she pay attention to the slobs that were those other males? she deserved someone who could appreciate her wholly, not just a teenager who was simply living out one of their innermost desires. that person wasn't necessarily him, but aries couldn't help but to wrinkle his nose in disgust and sigh yet again. the ball was turning out to be quite a bore, especially due to the fact that he was no longer needed to supply music and had exhausted himself of conversation before he had even started to make any. casting the archway that led out of the great hall a glance, aries once again found himself looking straight at saoirse; their eyes meeting briefly before politely going their separate ways. it was excruciating, and he had just about had enough of being tortured by her beauty as he began to make his way to the exit.

JEN/SAOIRSE, 880, clothes, LITTLE BIT SHORT :C.

[saoirse alora llewelyn]

[/style][style=width: 400px; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: calibri; padding: 10px;]it was talk among staff at times, those who speculated what it was that saoirse got up to in her spare time. those who believed she really was holding out affairs with students, and those who simply despised her because of how popular, and well liked she seemed - by the male population at least. of course, there seemed to be an issue with the girls in the school, who would shelter their boyfriends prying eyes, and whisk them away to a different nurse so as not to be taken under the influence of her violet eyes. a heavy breath filled her lungs, and exited in a sigh. murmurs of student and teacher affairs would surely cost her, her position here at the school was simply hanging by a thread, and one false step from a student would cause it to snap. she was balancing on the precipice, and the reality of the situation was truly frightening, but she went along with it either way. she continued about her usual routine, even if it did put a risk to her job. perhaps it was partly the thoughts of this that put a damper on the situation, perhaps it was her fear or losing her job that merely caused her to hold back from aries, as a part of her was sure that once she let lose it would be hard to control any sort of situation with him and maybe, eventually, someone would figure out what was going on. there was something in his eyes though, as they spoke in confident tones to one another, yet another reason for her to want to explore such an affair. his voice was rich, and the way his mouth moved drew her eyes towards those lips of his. many a time had she caught herself staring at this particular feature of his, drawn in like a moth to a flame, but neither had made a move. instead, she managed to drag her eyes away from his lips, and took in his tall lithe frame, covered in that fine suit, looking as dapper as ever.

no date? she could hardly believe her ears, though no girl had really made an attempt to wrangle him in from her, she was sure he'd at least have found someone remotely suitable to attend this event with. instead, in front of her was one of the most gorgeous young men of hogwarts, single on this particular evening, and almost ripe for the taking. though his next words, those left her in almost a trance. his soft breath passed over the length of her neck, and her eyes fell closed a moment as she took them in. a small smile curling over her features before she lifted her eyes to follow him. he was far out of reach at that point, chatting away to people. it was fast, she'd had him in her grasp, and in moments he'd managed to slip away from her nets. perhaps this was the game he would choose to play with her. she would not lead him astray, if he wanted a game, then she'd surely play. she had begun, at that point to make her way around the room, small talk with students, and teachers, making the most of the evening while she could - she wasn't there to simply look pretty, she was there to enjoy herself as well, though she steered clear of the dance space for obvious reasons. her eyes were drawn back towards him on occasion, before she'd zone back into the conversation at hand, which usually entailed someone asking something about her job, and how she was finding it - with which should would reply it's an extremely hard, yet thoroughly pleasing job and thus she would smile and move on. aside from needing to keep her secret, no one said she couldn't have any fun with it.

tonight, was definitely not turning out how she would have liked. in any case, she had come to the conclusion that she would instead be returning to her office alone that night, with fantasies of one particular male playing over in her mind. sh made her way back through the lingering crowd and to the refreshment table, where she grabbed another glass of champagne, and shot it down fast and smoothly. sulking wasn't exactly ideal, though she could hardly fathom a smile, nor could she manage to make mindful conversation with anyone who approached her at that point - she was in her right mind to leave. which was precisely the moment in time that aries had begun to make his way towards the exit, sharing a brief glance with her before doing so. she took this as opportunity, though her mind was slightly foggy from alcohol, she managed to make her way past the group of crude boys, throwing them one small smile before she set off for the exit. her mind was running tracks, trying to figure out how to approach this situation. either aries was interested, and was holding back because she was a teacher, and he wasn't willing to risk his position. or, he just simply wasn't interested in sharing an intimate night with her. as she slipped through the exit, picking up the side of her skirt to draw away from the ground she caught sight of his retreating back. walk me to my office. she called after him, her voice echoing in the dark and empty hall. her chest was rising and falling heavily, almost spilling out of her dress, and her legs were in perfect view as she held her dress away from them, and off the the ground. there was almost a wild, desperate look about her, and a feeling she couldn't shake as she started to make her way towards him. she wanted him, and she wanted him now.

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[aries]

you keep me on the edge of my seat

perhaps it was more of a case of senseless infatuation then he was willing to admit to himself. aries was only seventeen, so how could he even know what love was, despite what few life events he might have catalouged as being beyond his years? maybe his acute detailing of the smallest of quirks that made up saoirse llewelyn was merely the result of boredom, of confinement and the inevitable tang of loneliness. he could have allowed himself to listen to the small voice of reason at the back of his mind, but aries was convinced that the invisible draw to hogwart's nurse was due to something much more complex. something, again, beyond his years and beyond his capacity to put a description to, no matter how hard he tried. definitely beyond the capacity that his peers had to understand - particularly the seventh years that shared a dorm with him. the lurid stories that they told of their so-called endeavours or innermost desires left the youth feeling nauseated at the best of times. there was no way that he could attribute his attraction to her as being in the same league as that of the others that were his age. it almost pained him as he looked across the room, to catch a glimpse of her scarlet dress whispering against the floor, or the signature catch in her laugh that singled her out from the pubescent squawks and elderly coughs of amusement. it might have been the way that she was dressed in that fine evening, with her hair exposing the unmarked curve of her neck and the smoothness of her shoulders, that was making a tunnel of his vision, and consequently his thoughts.

there was nothing to keep him in that room any longer, apart from a burn in the back of his throat and a sense of disdain that was growing with every moment that he lingered. it seemed as if he would be returning to his dorm in a more absent mood than usual, to listen to the parchments that he had bewitched to play his tunes back to him. as his gaze flitted back to the female whom his mind was so firmly set upon, aries allowed an iota of a longing expression to pass across his features, before disappearing into obscurity as quickly as it had come. turning his gaze to the length of corridor that lay outside of the great hall, the male tucked his hands into his pockets and took a deep breath of the fresh, night air. as the resounding tap of heels and the swish of a dress sounded behind him, the wilkes boy turned, an eyebrow arching as he caught sight of the very woman who had been torturing his thoughts for the short extent of that evening. of course. he was struggling to remain composed as he drank the sight of her, reapproaching and having to restrain himself from offering her his arm. if a professor were to walk past, they surely would have risen an eyebrow at a seventh year allowing the nurse to clutch to his forearm. as his eyes did a quick skirt up her legs and to her eyes, he sucked in a slow breath, unsure of what the expression on her face meant.

he didn't want to lull himself into a false sense of atonement simply by what he thought he could see in her face. he didn't want to allow lust to direct him in this situation, and instead offered her an easy smile, one which crept across his face into a lopsided smirk - have you had a bit too much to drink, miss llewelyn? as he drew alongside her, the male braced himself for the waft of her shampoo and perfume which would surely plague his senses as thoroughly as the sheer sight of her did. he walked beside her, taking care to leave a margin of space between them that would be deemed as respectful to any passerbys. it wasn't as if he valued his own status in the hallowed halls of the school, but moreso hers. surely, there would be a price to pay for gossip regarding illicit activities with a minor. he was willing to spare her that at his own cost, if he had to. that fact was yet another thing that set him apart from the youths that he spent most of his waking hours with, both in classes and in his dorm. as the pair drew closer to her office, aries was sure that the swell of anticipation in his stomach was contributing to the volatile drumming of his heart. externally, he was as apathetic as usual, simply offering her a quiet smile as he opened the door for her, polite as always. at that, he hovered, fingers brushing away the strands of hair that were falling to his face. aries wasn't sure what was keeping him there, but it most certainly wasn't to wish her a respectful goodnight.

JEN/SAOIRSE, 840, clothes, WEEEOWW.

[saoirse alora llewelyn]

[/style][style=width: 400px; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: calibri; padding: 10px;]saoirse had spent many a year when she attended hogwarts lusting over her fair share of professors, though none of them were still in attendance at the school, and if they were, they were much older and not nearly as appealing to the twenty three year old, as they had been when she had been say, sixteen. it had surprised her greatly, the lengths she'd gone as a student to capture the mans attention, and attempt to hold it. though a few moments were shared in private, nothing like the sordid affairs that she had experienced during her time as a nurse here. she told herself, the students were maturing at a different pace, than they may have been when she was attending. fact of the matter was, the boys really weren't any different to any other seventeen year old. simply looking to wet their wick in whatever girl would open their legs to them. part of her regretted the decisions to allow a few lucky students into her office, and thus into her bedroom, but the other part knew she'd have never enjoyed being at hogwarts so much if it wasn't for these short lived trysts. for the males of the school certainly weren't capable of keeping up with her, and usually, after a few awkward moments on their part they would be finished, and to her annoyance show no sympathy for the still unappeased woman who had let them have their way. usually sent off, they rarely got the opportunity to return. if it was allowed, of course, she'd have had many the funny story to tell the other staff members, about the impotence, or the lack of knowledge and how to of the students who had been privy to that private sector of her life. although she considered aries far more mature for his age than most of the other students, she wasn't entirely sold on whether it was an act, or truly how he was.

her mind continued to tempt her with thoughts of where this evening could lead her, and as he walked beside her, the smell of his cologne seemed to waft past her nostrils and play with her senses. it would have been easy in those moments, to pull him aside into an empty classroom, and tell him he could have whatever he wanted should he so ask. instead, the stone cold silence fell around them, save for the clicking of her heels against the cold stone floors. oh, perhaps a glass to many, but nothing that is going to cloud my mind. i'm still sober enough to make decisions. shifting a glance across at him, she wasn't sure exactly what he thought was going to come of this evening. perhaps like many, he had the ideas in his mind of ravishing her, and ripping that dress clean off of her body. she had the inkling that perhaps, aries would be fueled more by passion, than simple lust, and need.

saoirse hadn't been at the school long, after finishing off university, she'd applied for the job and had thankfully been accepted. but in that short time, things had seemed to move forward quite fast. she was the nurse who had once said she would never let a student into her life like she had already. however, that had not lasted long, her first affair had happened so quickly, and so suddenly, she'd barely had time to process her thoughts on it. now, she had willingly allowed multiple into her room, without so much as a care in the world. when it came down to this particular instance, as he wandered into her office, she wasn't sure how she was even supposed to go about asking him to stay. her confidence was usually so high, and her need was definitely driving her. she was holding back though. she glanced back at him, as he lingered there in the doorway, her chest rising and falling heavily as she found herself propped against her desk, leaning down to slip off her shoes. you can close the door you know, that is to say... you can come in and close the door behind you. her eyes darted up to his, watching him a moment as she straightened again, reaching up to pluck the pins from her hair, she halted. i can't possibly manage to unzip this dress on my own, and while you're here... she trailed off, lowering her hands back to her side as she turned her back towards him, arching her neck as she glanced back over her shoulder at him. if you'd be so kind. in reality, she still wasn't sure the extent of this young mans desire, and whether he would even have wanted to touch her in such a way, this was her moment to find out.

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[aries]

you keep me on the edge of my seat

perhaps there could have been something more to saoirse's good looks, something more sinister or, dare he say it, supernatural. her beauty seemed almost unreal, something that he was finding increasingly hard to ignore as he drew closer to her, able to discern the slight flush to her cheeks and the liveliness in her violet eyes. in an ideal situation, he wouldn't have been a student at that school, and instead removed from its hallowed halls so that he could pursue her with all sincerity. away from the prying eyes and lips of yarn, so that he could be free to pick out exactly what it was that he found so attractive about her, and write a sonnet to reflect his infatuation. as her voice reached his ears in the silence of the halls, the youth laughed, his tone swathed with velvet, if you insist. there was mirth in his gaze as she met his eyes - his own set were implying something more to his selection of words than the innocent exterior that they employed. the walk to her office wasn't a long one, however the pair were very alone as they made the trek, resulting in a trill of anticipation creeping its way up aries' spine. he couldn't control the sensation that his imagination was going to see the very real dimness of this night, and tha this innermost desires were finally going to make an appearance. he was finding it difficult to leave the room, however, as he leaned against the doorway and simply watched saoirse; careful to keep his eyes on her face despite the fluttering that her chest seemed to be doing. as her neck arched in her bow to remove her shoes, the male sucked in a breath, unable to prevent his gaze from travelling across the smooth expanse of her shoulders and down the slope of her spine.

at her unsteady invitation, aries hesitated, glancing out in the hallway to check whether there was anyone to witness him shutting that devious door behind him. as you wish. at the click that resounded with the closure of the space around them, the youth met the eyes of the nurse, his own gaze implying curiosity as he waited for what she would say next. before he could interrupt the silence himself, she was taking out her hair, resulting in his cerulean eyes flitting to her skin once more. of course, it's no problem... however, aries could feel an odd tingling in his skin as he made his way towards her - one that disconcerted him and yet gave him an iota of courage. pianist fingers were reaching towards the zipper of her scarlett dress, and yet his touch moved to her hair instead, brushing it over her shoulders to both get it out of the way and as an excuse to feel the fineness of her golden tresses against his wrist. yes, a hand was pulling the zipper down slowly, however his heated gaze was concentrated on the curve of her neck - how he wished to close the gap between them with his lips, to press the faintest of kisses against her porcelain skin. at this point, he was sure that she could hear the shallow beating of his heart as he reached the stop at the end of the dress's zip. of course, he probably should have moved away at the completion of his task, and yet, he didn't. aries was stuck in the one place as his fingers crept to her waist, his grip lighting on her ample hips.

there weren't any words as his breath fanned across her neck, and the touch of his lips landed upon the uninterrupted skin of her shoulder. it took a great amount of control to refrain from doing anything more, however the youth managed to catch himself and let her go. he didn't move away from her, instead leaving that limited space between them as he simply stood, with a sense of vertigo threatening to daze him as he simply looked at her, waiting for words or a look to cut him off.

JEN/SAOIRSE, IDK, clothes, OMG SARIESSS.

[saoirse alora llewelyn]

[/style][style=width: 400px; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: calibri; padding: 10px;]as he brushed the hair away from her neck, the hairs on her arm rose in response, and her eyes fell closed. lashes falling lightly against her cheeks, fluttering almost like the wings of a butterfly. her hands braced lightly against the desk top, nails pressing into the wood as she eased back against him. she could smell him, she could feel him, she could hear him. everything was so surreal in those few moments, and the sound of the zip was the only thing breaking the absolute silence. her heart was beating eratically, and she was sure it was about to burst through her ribcage and make a mess all over the desk. she was almost jelly in his hands. her head tilted ever so to the side, her neck craning as she glanced over her shoulder at him, a sultry gaze falling upon his face, watching him as he worked at finishing this small task. one small task that seemed to take an eternity, and one she'd rather never ended if it meant they could stay this close forever. her skin was tingling in delight, and the light brush of his hands against her sides almost sent her reeling about. there were no words she could utter, no sane thought that she could muster. everything that she was, was focused in the feelings that were overwhelming her, and crashing around her in this whole new reality. what was this? a student could stir such desire in her, that so far, she'd lacked in her life. trailing the tip of her tongue over her lower lip, she pressed her back into his chest, head tipping to the side slightly as his lips grazed the expanse of bare skin of her shoulder, that had gleefully revealed itself, as the dress loosened around her frame.

her eyes fell closed again, once more she was unable to control the desire that washed over her, but within a moment her eyes were back open. she was not about to let that feeling disappear, not yet, not when the simple graze of his lips could create such a warmth throughout her, and the urgent need was pulsing in the pit of her stomach. she reached a hand, grasping his arm softly, as she took a nervous step backwards, her body pressing into him, as she drew his arm around her waist, her fingers spreading his over her hip, as she settled her head back aaginst his shoulder. without those shoes, she felt so much smaller compared to him. her fingers travelled over his arm, feeling the taut muscles under his shirt. there were no sane thoughts in her mind, nothing that was telling her this was wrong, and so she let it continue. let his feel her body against his, every single curve pressed against him. her fingers grazed over his shoulder, and drove their way up the back of is neck, musing through the hair at the back of his neck as her eyes fell on his lips. kiss me. her voice came in a gentle whisper, that seemed to scream out the urgency behind her words. this was his chance to either run, or to take the risk - while she knew that this could be one of the worst decisions of her life, the hunger she felt was matched of a person craving cigarettes, or drugs. tonight, he was her heroine, and she was going to get her fix if it was the last thing she did. no matter what the consequences, she needed her hit. she exhaled slowly through her nose, hardly giving him a moment to think on the matter, before she arched up and pressed her parted lips against his, tasting him. she could smell his cologne, taste the punch, and feel his heart beat against her back as she drew her tongue slowly over his lower lip, begging for entry. her senses were reeling from this excursion into the unknown, and now she'd had her taste, she wasn't sure how she would be able to resist temptation anymore.

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[aries]

you keep me on the edge of my seat

what was occurring before aries' eyes was a series of sensations, moreso than actual, quantifiable actions. everything seemed to be magnified and amplified, with every brush of saoirse's eyelashes against her cheeks sending his heart into a frenzy of palpitations. she was so close, and yet, he could hardly believe that what was happening was reality. they were so close that the youth could feel the rise and fall of the woman's back in his chest, and could absorb the heat that her body was giving off. although he had doubts, mostly in regards to the authenticity of her actions and the repercussions for his own, aries couldn't stop the steady skip of his hands down her quivering body, nor could he stop the action of pressing his lips against the perfection of her skin. what followed was a terrible silence, so deep and profound that the male was about to step back and excuse himself for his actions - surely, he could somehow bargain his way out of this mistake, even though it had felt so completely right to him in that moment. although, before he could move away, the nurse's fingers were urgently spread across his arm and her body was once again pressed into his own. miss llewelyn... exhaling her name on the crest of a sigh as she wrapped his arm around her waist, the male dipped his face back into the curve of her shoulder; fanning his breath over the immaculate slope as her fingers travelled up his arm. she was responding to his earlier action, however, he was still in a state of disbelief. he had so sorely wanted this, since the moment that he had first limped into the hospital wing with a broken leg. since the moment where she had first run her healing hands over his body and smiled that secretive smirk to elude to some hidden, inner contention.

as her fingers extended to his hair, the wilkes boy knew that he was entirely at the mercy of the woman in his arms in that moment, and entirely willing to do whatever it was that she might have asked. he was usually an apathetic creature, however, he couldn't bring himself to not feel the instinctive, carnal desire that was characteristic to any human male. as her voice disturbed the silence, aries lifted his head to rest his bright eyes upon her own. he hesitated, for one long moment, as he simply searched her face for a catch. although, she didn't give him enough time to think before she kissed him, and his lips hungrily fought against her own. her tongue flicked out, and he exhaled heavily, pulling away from her with a charming, little smile. he was turning her, under his palms, so that her body was front on to his own and her back pressed against the desk. wait... fumbling for his wand in his pocket, the youth turned to the door, murmuring a quiet difigo before turning back to her. it seemed better to be safe than sorry as his lips founds hers again, and his hand slid down her body, to splay against her still-clothed thigh. rather than hesitate again, aries gave into that niggling desire, and parted her lips with his own tongue, eager to make the most of the rendezvous that they had found themselves partaking in.

JEN/SAOIRSE, AGAIN, IDK, clothes, RAMBLEEYYY.

[saoirse alora llewelyn]

[/style][style=width: 400px; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: calibri; padding: 10px;]her hands had found the desk behind her, and she leaned into it easily. her lips parted against his, tasting him on her tongue and lips as their lips met in a hungry, fierce kiss that sent a wave of electricity running throughout her body. immediately, her heart had begun to race, with the excitement of this forbidden rendezvous, aries was here, almost beneath her thighs that were so eager to clench around his own. her nails dug into the wood behind her and she arched her body up against his, as she lifted herself, scooting back against the edge of the desk, and let her hands wrap around the young males waist. she pressed her fingers into his back, splaying over the material as she drew him in between her thighs, her legs wrapping loosely around the back of his. she drew back slightly, breathless and needy, she gazed up at his face. finally, she drew up one hand, cupping his cheek in the palm of her hand, her fingers tracing a gentle pattern across the line of his strong jaw. merlin... i want you so bad... she let out in her breathless murmur, her breath brushing against his lips at their close proximity. she had desired this moment, had dreamed of this moment since he'd stumbled into her office with that broken leg. it must have been the first time she'd seen him, for she could not remember for the life of her that face of his, nor those icy eyes. she was sure, however, that if she had met him, she'd have known him anywhere - and had assured herself she would have been able to spot him in a crowded room without any sort of problem.

get out of this jacket, aries. her voice had gained back it's strength, as she ordered him. her fingers slipped beneath the shoulders of the material and slid them back over his arms and let it fall to the floor. her teeth sunk into her lower lip, and her eyes raised innocently towards his face as she brushed her hands down over the front of his shirt, slowly popping buttons through their loops as she went. enjoying the expanse of skin that was beginning to peak through as his shirt began to fall open. you have no idea... what you do to me. she stated lightly, as she began to un-tuck his shirt, pushing it away from his body. her eyes fell over his formed, firm chest and a breathless noise left her parted lips, brows wrinkling softly as she admired his fine physique. he certainly wasn't like any of the other male that she'd had into her office before, aries had a certain air about him - not the arrogance of youth that knew they would get exactly what they wanted. instead, a firm passion filled his eyes and took over his features. the hold of his hands, was strong and purposeful, and she knew that whatever happened here tonight was going to be far different from anything else she'd ever had in her life. aries, was not just any boy, he was a young man filled with confidence and talent, a passion so fierce, each touch left a burning trail right to her core. her hands fumbled lightly over his skin, fingers tracing over each line, and muscle that lined his carved body, and her lips fell upon his collar bone, her tongue dipping out to brush over his smooth skin, and taste him once more. she inhaled him, she felt him, now she needed him completely.

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