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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Dec 4, 2007 14:18:46 GMT -5
Gyan chuckled slightly and listened. He jumped though, when the sound of two bodies pressed up against the door, the sounds signifying what might be happening on the other side scarring his mind. "Oh God, I hope the aren't there long" He said, his dinner threating a second coming. He scooted as fer back from the door as possible.
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Fork
Second Year Gryffindor
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I realize you should know that I love you. Whether I can say it to you is a different story.
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Post by Fork on Dec 7, 2007 19:58:35 GMT -5
((I'm sorry, I have to comment that this thread is absolutely hilarious.))
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Post by Ranyr Crenova on Dec 7, 2007 22:04:12 GMT -5
[[ xD ]]
Ranyr grimaced and hid her once longing to disturbed look from the door as it started to jostle around from the pressure on the other side. The Ravenclaw managed to squirm her way back at least an inch further, though she now was pressing Gyan up against the back wall. Being shorter than him, however, he could see easily over her head.
Reaching up an arm, she found a golden chain and pulled. A light came on. Deciding not to question why such a muggle-like contrapition was present, she let out a sigh of no longer being in the dark though continued a few disgruntled mumbles.
"Chea," she answered, perturbed and sinking lower to the floor. "I'm taking a nice shower after all this." She hoped Gyan wouldn't comment back with anything similar.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Dec 7, 2007 22:35:40 GMT -5
Gyan was too amazed that the light turned on. Wasn't the air supposed to be filled with so much magic that electricity couldn't work? Whilst he was pondering this, he felt Ranyr press up against him and talk about taking a shower, thus igniting thousands upon thousands of man-thoughts. He diddn't say any of them though.
And then, the moaning began from the other side of the door. And Gyan closed his eyes shut and thought of anything he possibly could to make it go away.
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Post by Ranyr Crenova on Dec 7, 2007 23:01:04 GMT -5
Apparantly, there was too much magic in the air and the lightbulb ended up bursting, it's existance futile.
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She let the silence go on for a minute but eventually the sounds just disturbed her too much forcing words out of her mouth to prevent continuous mental scarring.
"Mm, you're all quiet all of a sudden," she observed, smiling to herself as she pushed him into a smaller and smaller space. Vengeance, baby. "Something wrong?"
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Dec 7, 2007 23:03:42 GMT -5
Gyan squirmed slightly, feeling himself be pushed further back. He began to sweat slightly, but was well deodorized, so that wasn't too much of a worry. He couldn't find himself to speak though, and was starting to fumble for words.
{Your mean ;~;}
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Post by Ranyr Crenova on Dec 7, 2007 23:18:15 GMT -5
[[ Mwahaha. ]]
"C'mooon, Gyan," Ranyr frowned, "This silence is making me so nervous..." Of course, it wasn't silent if you counted those[/] sounds, but Ranyr chose to ignore them best she could.
Thankfully enough they were starting to die down, the couple probably getting tired. Unfortunately, Ranyr could already see the scene unfolding before her: they'd fall asleep outside the door and /still/ leave them trapped. Oooh curse it all!! She was tempted to bang on the door and demand to be let out regardless of who was on the other side but instead kept her voice quiet (and as seductive as she could make it. Might as well have fun with this).
"What's the matter, hun?" Ranyr managed to take hold of the edge of his shirt and gripped it tightly.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Dec 7, 2007 23:23:27 GMT -5
Gyan actually slipped a bit on his feet. He tried to lean back, away from this girl pressing against him, but there was a wall blocking his way. Her voice wrapped itself around his head, and he suddenly realised it was getting quite hot in the room. Not a good sign.
"Um....silence....yeah" He quietly stammered. He was kinda freaking out. A girl had never made him act like this. It was tourture...but in a good way...sort of.
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Post by Ranyr Crenova on Dec 7, 2007 23:34:42 GMT -5
It was so tempting to keep him going like that.
"That's what it is," she assured, "I wish there was more ventilation in here." The Ravenclaw let out a sad sigh. "Don't you find it rather warm?" She leaned against him as he starting moving, head resting against his chest, her expression a light pout.
Outside, however, it had grown to just soft, tired groans and the sound of them scraping against the door, apparantly collapsing more to the ground than being vertical.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Dec 7, 2007 23:36:32 GMT -5
Gyans expression was a compleate and utter " O_____O" He squirmed again, his arms spread out, desperate, but he wasn't sure what for. Suddenly, his clothes began to feel quite tight, and his breathing became mildy labored.
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Post by Ranyr Crenova on Dec 7, 2007 23:52:27 GMT -5
Ranyr felt him tense up and smirked to herself at this accomplished feat. Dear Lord she was having fun.
"Gyan you certainly seem perturbed ((Third time I've used that today. It's like the word of the week or something)) about something," her tone expressing false concern. "Please just talk to me....<3" and she started fanning herself with her hand as if to reitterate her previous statement on the temperature, her breaths audible though not as harsh as the boy's behind her.
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Dec 8, 2007 0:01:46 GMT -5
Gyan relaxed a bit. He knew he was hooked now. He liked this girl infront of him. There was no denying it. First crush on a girl he ever had, so this was gonna prove interesting. He tried to calm down, but to not much avail. His throat loosened and he calmed down a bit.
"Lets see, theres old people having sex about five feet from us, It's swealtering in here, and I have a pretty girl pressed up against me. Not exactly the best situation possible, but I don't mind it too much" He said stammering slightly, a smile on his face. He reached his hands around her, but only so he could pull off the gloves on his hands, his arms wrapped around her for that slight second or so. After returning his arms to his side, his freaking toned down a bit.
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Post by Ranyr Crenova on Dec 10, 2007 1:12:48 GMT -5
What was he playing at now?
Ranyr frowned, retracting best she could towards herself as he brought his arms around her even if not with any apparant intention of touching her. Did he want this to be a game? Or was he taking her seriously? The Ravenclaw made an awkward exression in consideration of either scenario.
"Oh~? I'm flattered," she purred, "Comfortable, then?"
Trailing her hands down his arms behind her, she managed to take hold of his gloves and attempted to pull them away, tapping playfully against his hands.
"I should hope you're feeling as nice as you can despite this...." she paused, and took another sigh, "situation."
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Post by Gyan Salamanece on Dec 10, 2007 15:30:44 GMT -5
Gyan waited, waited, and took his chance. When Ranyr began to tap on his hands, he carefully slid his fingers through hers. His gloves slid to the floor, but he still held her soft hands in hers, untill he realised what he was doing, and quickly withdrew them, his face reddening in the dark.
"Um...yeah. It's allright. I mean, they're almost done...I think" He said, despite the continuing moaning from the other side. He than waited to see his moves' concequences.
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Post by Ranyr Crenova on Dec 14, 2007 1:16:35 GMT -5
Ranyr nearly dug her nails into his flesh as an instinctive response, but was surprisingly calmed by the forwardness. He wasn't loosing his cool so much anymore. The Ravenclaw smiled quietly at this.
"I didn't think they'd last this long," she commented nonchalantly, withdrawing now that she had decent satisfaction. She put her ear to the door, no longer able to hear the scuffling and groans without doing so. "Winding down." And she turned around to look at him, her back against the door, with a faint smile still remaining.
[[Mmm, lacking humor, this post. Ah well. Make your move, man. -shoves Gyan-]]
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