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Leane smiled as she twirled his hair through her fingers, "Mmm.. you can always count on that, dearest, you know that. As long as I always get a good morning kiss and a good night kiss, you can hug me whenever you like."
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Smiling lightly he nuzzled her cheek, grinning a bit as he teased, "Well, you can always count on me for those, too."
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Leane giggled softly as her feet slid into the soft sand and she continued playing with Fynn's hair, happy to just feel him next to her as they teased, "I better, dearest. Or I may have to start kissing someone else - maybe one of the many fan-club members I have," she said with a laughing smirk.
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His lips against her shoulder curved into a light grin, and Fynns' voice sounded perfectly amiable as he threatened, "You could always do that, but you'd best be careful with what you drink after that... my hand might slip with a potion in it~."
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Leane grinned as she tilted her head and whispered in his ear, "Hmm, sounds to me like a threat. What sort of potion did you have in mind, my love? Amortentia? Bulbadox Powder? Draught of the Living Death?"
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"Oh, you'll see," he smiled again, tilting his head lightly to make the top of it rest against her cheek. "Makes it all the more interesting if you don't know - will keep you from cheating on me."
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Leane continued to grin as she nibbled his ear a bit before whispering, "As if I ever could cheat on you. I wouldn't dream of touching anyone's lips but yours, dearest, you know that perfectly well."
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Her nibbling caused Fynn to take a sharp intake of air. If he could have purred, he would have. "That's good to know..." Tilting his head after that, Fynns' lips closed around Leane's in a wet kiss. "Though it never hurts to figure things out beforehand. Cheating - no good. I don't want you snogging anyone but me."
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Leane smiled as she kissed him in response, her tongue lingering against his for a few seconds longer before she pulled away and kissed his nose, "No worries on that, I promise."
Gently brushing her nose against his, she laughed, "But what shall your punishment be if you cheat on me by snogging another girl?" |
"You can do whatever," he smiled lightly at her, rubbing his nose against hers contently. "That's not going to happen anyway."
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"Hmm.. I could simply break off the engagement and marry some man of my fathers' choosing, though I'm not too worried about it since I know very well you would never do such a thing to your fiance."
Grinning, she looked up into his light brown eyes, kissing his lips briefly, taking his bottom lip between her lips, her teeth slipping around his lip and gently biting it as she pulled away, "Now stop all this talk of cheating, for we know very well it shall never happen, and just kiss me already." |
Smiling lightly, he brushed his lips against hers, before deepening the kiss by prying open her mouth with his tongue. Pulling away after a moment Fynn grinned, "Always happy to oblige, ma'am."
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Leane smiled as her right hand slid into his hair while her left pointer finger lightly stroked Fynn's side, "And I'm very happy for that, dearest, for I don't think I could bare you keeping your kisses from me." Pulling him closer to her, she kissed his nose gently before kissing his cheek, making her way to the corner of his mouth before taking his bottom lip between her teeth and giving it a small nibble and tenderly kissing her beloved Fynn.
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Again his tongue slipped into her mouth, touching it briefly, temptingly, to lure her out. As he pulled back, his mouth remained on her lower lip or a moment, suckling it tenderly before pulling away fully. "I've been noticing something," Fynn smiled, using his pinky finger to move his bangs behind his ear. "I'm your 'dearest', now?"
--- "Professor?" The class was slowly running empty as the students were heading out into the hallways for a small breather in the block of Transfigurations. Not in the mood to wait, Anna had once again lingered behind by fiddling with her books, not paying much attention to the other students until she was sure they had left. At her questioning tone, Professor McGonagall looked up, peering at Anna from over her glasses. "Yes, Miss Van Orsenhoven? Do you have a question about what we handled just now?" It took the young Belgian girl a moment to gather up the courage - her feet shuffled lightly as she stood in front of the professors' desk, her arms crossed underneath her chest brushed against eachother as she was caressing her elbow with one hand. "No, not about the current subject...." Breathing calmly, Anna looked up, her brown eyes determined as she tilted her head up to look into McGonagalls eyes. "Actually, I wanted to know - what do I have to do to become an Animagus?" |
Leane laughed when she opened her eyes as she came out of her daze, his question registering in her mind, and reply in a teasing voice, "Would you rather you weren't my 'dearest', Fynn? I could always go back to calling you 'Flynn' or 'That stupid Gryffie' if you'd prefer."
------------ Josh, having fallen asleep in the common room, sighed as he stood up and stretched. Walking over to his back, he pondered beginning his homework, but quickly deciding against it as he tossed his bag onto the floor. Plopping down on the couch, he clasped his hands behind his head as he stared up at the ceiling and thought about Fynn and Leane. 'Lee's right. I do have to accept it. But why the bloody hell does it have to be him?! HIM of all people! HIM who hurt her so much in the past, treated her so terribly, wrongly lead her on just to throw her away when she wasn't convenient and wasn't a proper friend to have. HIM who drove her into becoming the paranoid guarded girl she is! How the hell can she forgive him just like that?! Am I missing something here?' Sighing, he tried to calm his thoughts, 'Doubtful she'll tell me anything now.. Maybe... maybe if I gave him a chance.. kept my mouth shut.. didn't harass him too much.. maybe Lee'd forgive me and tell me what's going on with them...' |
"Oh no," Fynn laughed back, the emerald in his eyes lighting up as he did so. "I think I prefer 'dearest' over those... though..." His tongue darted out to glide sensually over Leane's lips, followed by a light nuzzle of her shoulder as he shyly admitted, "I kind of like how you say my name.... that's all..."
------ "Are you positive you want to persue this?" McGonagalls voice was stern as she looked down at her young pupil, who had slinked back against one of the desks as she was contemplating. Her hair was even more of a mess then usual, and Anna's eyes were transfixed on a tile on the floor as she thoroughly thought it over, her finger tapping her chin pensively. After a moment, she nodded, which was quite a surprise to McGonagall. "I didn't know you had such a desire to know the depths of Transfiguration magic, Miss Van Orsenhoven." With a light smile, Anna looked up, her arms crossing underneath her chest again, but once again with determination rather then shyness. "Admittedly, I don't, professor. I like it very much, but I have more a knack for charms. No, I think it will come very handy to help keep a friend safe - and," the brunette held up her hand to keep McGonagall from interupting, seeing that the professor had opened her mouth. "-before you ask, no, I don't think this is something the professors an help with, either. This is just in case it's needed, I really want to try it though. So will you help me?" Minerva McGonagall let out a light sigh as she pulled up her shoulders in a light shrug. "Do you even know what animal you want to turn into?" Her smile widening, Anna looked at the window, answering, "An owl. A simple owl." |
Leane smiled as her fingers slipped out of Fynn's hair and lovingly stroked his cheek as her other hand slid around to his back, "Hmm, I suppose I could start calling you Fynn instead of dearest. For I must admit, I rather do like saying it, especially now that I may refer to you as my Fynn, for my Fynn you shall always be 'till death do us part, right?"
Leane smiled as she pressed her lips against his shoulder tenderly, making her way across his shoulder to the nape of his neck, where her lips parted just enough for her tongue to briefly, yet seductively, brush his skin as she kissed his neck - making her way to his chin, his cheek, his nose. Murmuring his name softly between kisses, she kissed his forehead, making her way across his forehead, down his temple and cheek, lingering by his ear as she whispered his name softly before brushing her tongue against his lobe, taking it between her lips as she kissed it before giving it a gentle nibble. After kissing his earlobe once more, she made her way across his cheek to the corner of his mouth, where she whispered his name once more against his lips before her tongue briefly, seductively, brushed across his lips and she pressed her lips against his in a tender kiss. |
His body trembling with held-in lust, Fynn threw all caution into the wind as he gripped her firmly, pushing his lips against hers as if he wanted to devour her. He continued kissing her in such a way - his hands exploring her light body with tender, long strokes - until he ran out of breath, after which he mimicked her tender caresses with his mouth.
His lips - slightly bruised from the force of his kisses earlier - tenderly moved over her cheeks and face, lingering on her eyelids, moving down the line of her nose, to end , once again, on her lips. |
Leane bit her lip as she, too, held back, her stomach twisting in knots as his movements and intesity caused her to take a sharp intake of air and her nails to dig into his back, forcing herself to break away from his lips before she lost control completely.
"F-fynn, y-you're not-not being f-fair, temp-tempting me like thi-this," she managed to whisper before her lips immediately returned to his in a passionate kiss. |
Moaning lightly as her nails digged into his back, Fynn could only deepen the kiss, suckling her tongue and holding her close. "L-look....who's...talk-talking," he panted in reply, breaking away for another intake of air as he opened his eyes to look at her, his body still shivering lightly.
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Leane's hand caressed Fynn's cheek as her leg wrapped around his and she kissed him once more before panting in reply, her hazel eyes full of love and shine as they locked with his, "M-me, y-you! It-it's your fault fo-for being s-so bloody han-handsome and for y-your kisses being so deli-deliciously temp-tempting!"
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Warmly, his hands caressed her legs, moving down to lightly grip her buttocks. "I'm innocent, this time," Fynn grinned, trying his best to ignore her panting chest as he neared her closer to place light, tickling kisses in her neck. It was all he could do to hide the blush on his cheeks, too.
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A soft moan escaped Leane's lips as he kissed her neck, her nails digging into his back once more, "Fynn.. Fynn, maybe.. maybe we-we should st-stop before you do someth-thing you regret. If it-it's my f-fault, I can't say I'm s-sorry, but I c-can say it was unintentional and I-I don't wa-want you angry w-with m-me."
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Panting lightly, Fynn wrapped his arms tighter around her, mumbling, "I-I'd never... never get angry at you... over t-that... H-hold on..." With his hands, he moved her legs around his waist, while trying to get up. "We have to- to cool down..."
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Leane nodded as she slipped her hands around his neck, one hand resting on his back while the other slid into his hair, "R-right, cool down.."
Pressing her lips against his in a tender kiss, she nibbled his bottom lip a tad before her lips seductively took his lip, her tongue brushing over it lightly. "How do you su-suppose we do th-that Fynn?" After kissing him again, she looked up at him, her nose gently brushing his as their eyes met. |
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