mistermclaggen:
McLaggen smirked as she struggled under his touch, but his fingers came to a stop as her bra slid off. Up until this point, he had been able to keep his attraction to her at bay in order to ensure he remained in control, but now he found himself highly distracted. As her head hung against him, he took a brief recess.
“I can make you feel like this for the rest of your life. Every minute of every day. Physically and emotionally.” He shifted his body slightly, to create a slight bit of distance between their waists. Again, he didn’t want his rather obvious physical attraction to her to compromise the plan. And it was not something that was easily concealed, particularly in this position. “I can’t imagine the sun is all that far off. We’ve been sitting here for so long. But I think it’s safe to assume that you wouldn’t let something like daybreak ruin tonight. You’d be rather keen to turn the greatest night of your life, into the greatest day of your life.”
Keeping one hand loosely against her back, in case he needed it again, he moved his right hand to her navel. His fingers played across her stomach, as if contemplating what to do next. “Well, I think you’ve made it very clear to me that there are no boundaries here. And you’ve also made it clear where you want me to go next.” His hand pressed against her stomach and slid upwards, moving up and down over her chest, just enough to continue the tease. “I’ve heard that ‘all talk’ criticism before. Out of my own mouth actually, talking about you. Maybe we’re both all talk. Maybe we’re just so darn charismatic that we don’t even need to touch people to drive them wild. I certainly don’t. But it doesn’t mean I won’t.” His left hand went back to tracing patterns across her lower back, while the right mimicked the pattern across her chest.
Daphne arched a brow when his fingers stopped. She found a window to take back control but, wasn’t exactly sure she wanted to. “The rest of my life?” She said skeptical of such a line. ”Someone’s already made me that promise.” She laughed a little, still completely relaxed.
She felt him moved his body a bit but, didn’t make notice of it. Her eyes peered over his shoulder and out the window. It would be day soon and Daphne didn’t seem too much care at the moment. “Have we really been sitting here for that long.” She asked, trailing gentled kisses down his neck and towards his collarbone.
Daphne’s eyes fluttered closed, her mouth stopping. She’d never live this down. Ever, “How do you do that?” She muttered, as his hand moved up to her chest. “I’m not…all talk. I never talk. Only with you. Perhaps I have this need to prove something to you.” She smirked a little, her whole body went limp again when he started at her back.
ooc; Both muses are faltering and I’m in the middle of moving apartments. So, I’ll try and do something with the girls but. won’t make any promises. Sorry, please don’t unfollow. I love you rpers.
-has lost like 100,000 followers today and is sad-
mistermclaggen:
itsdaphneeffinggreengrass:
“I’ll believe that when I see it McLaggen.” She smirked at him, her brow arched. She felt his leg move against her own biting her lip. She enjoyed the feeling but, she didn’t say that out loud. The fact that she was already under his thumb at this moment was enough to set his ego soaring and deflate hers. She didn’t need to pump more into his head.
She stared at him a moment, in disbelief. When did she ever do any work? This was the hardest she’s had to work to get laid. “Well you’re right about one thing, I am about to burst.” She said with a slight annoyance, as she huffed. A few of her stray hairs flying from her face.
Daphne then looked at him, a very wicked smile dancing on her face. Sitting up, she finally slipped out of her shirt and tossed it somewhere. Her hands moved to her bra only to fall at her sides when he started massaging her back. Her head lulled back as her lower back was the most sensitive spot in her back. Her whole back arched slightly, as her eyes fluttered shut. Nothing was going to get done on her part if he kept doing this.
McLaggen cursed his own timing - subduing her just as the shirt came off. But he enjoyed watching her body curve at his touch. He rather wished he was able to watch the movements of his own perfect body, but would make do with hers. It had its own good qualities. He shifted his body up slightly to allow his fingers to run even further across her back. “You seem to be enjoying yourself.”
McLaggen’s hands slipped under her backside so he could lift her and spin her around, swapping their positions. He sat her down on the desk, took her legs and wrapped them around his waist, before returning his fingers to her back. He enjoyed having a level of control over her. “I don’t want you to have any doubts, Ms Greengrass. You’re probably wondering whether you are deserving of the euphoria that comes from the tips of my fingers. Whether you are good enough to be in my hands. Up until now you’ve settled for inferior men because you think that’s all you’re worth. But I assure you, you’re worthy of McLaggen.”
His fingers moved up to her bra strap. He undid it, but teasingly re-did it quickly. Cormac wanted to make her want him, even more than she already did, and he felt it was working. All her resistance had given him something to prove. She may think she’s not as enamoured as the rest, but she was so very wrong about that. He smirked, and returned his fingertips to her favourite spot, wondering whether she’d fight through the pleasure to take things to the next step, or whether she would be content for him to continue like this for the foreseeable future. “I could certainly see us spending the rest of the evening like this, Ms Greengrass. If you have any objections, simply say so. That is, if you’re still able to form words.”
Daphne, still in her relaxed day, was barely listened. She wiggled herself a bit, biting her bottom lip. “Well if you keep doing that with your hands I won’t be able to do much but, enjoy myself.” She sighed, giving him a a fake pout. She smirked when he turned them around, squeezing him with her legs.
His fingers returned to their spot on her back, and her whole body was in euphoria again. She slumped against him as she found it hard to focus on much more. She hated that he found the most sensitive area on her body, absolutely hated that. It was like some sort of luck on his part. She wouldn’t deny how amazing she felt at this moment though. “I think you’re all talk McLaggen.” She said slightly lifting her head.
She arched a brow as he toyed with her bra, he was as big a tease as she was. This must be what it was like for most males. This was…insanely torturous and alluring. She pouted again and looked at him funny. Though the look faltered when his fingers went back to work on her back. She wasn’t very capable of much being incapacitated like that. Her hands slowly moved to her bra, slowly unclasping and moving her arms so that it slid off. It was not easy at all, fighting through the pleasure to do that. Her arms then came to rest on his shoulders, as her head hung against him. “If you can continue to make me feel like this, I’ll probably never leave.” She muttered, no longer trying to fight with him on his talents or whether it was worth it to stay in here.
Greengrass Sisters || Um.. Nothing?
the-lovely-astoria:
Daphne looked at her sister like, like, like she lost her damn mind. She raised her glass with her sister and downed it herself, then laughed. Genuinely laughed for the first time in two days. “We’re all gonna die one day. I’d just prefer if I went before you.” Her eyebrows shot up, and she glared once more. “SIRIUS DID WHAT!?” She damn near shouted. “I’m going to kill him. He will die before he’s supposed to die. That…bloody, idiot dog man idiot UGH.” Daphne took another drag from her cigarette and placed her head down. “Be bloody careful okay.”
Astoria poured them another round and clicked her glass to Daphne’s. “We could always go together,” Astoria quipped, remembering how each of her dark nights had ended with Daphne and her swearing the same. No dying without the other in tow.
“Well, you let me know and we’ll arrange something. Death by cigarette smoke inhalation or some shite like that,” she said, shaking her head. “Oh, Black’s an idiot alright. Keeps trying to convince me he’s some sort of Casanova.” She rolled her eyes. Astoria blew a kiss at her sister. “I’ll always be bloody careful.. otherwise who would take care of you in your old age, if not for me?”
Daphne smirked at her. “One will not go without the other.” She said, tilting her glass, then shooting it back.
“I wouldn’t mind going by smoke inhalation. Or maybe just amazing sex. Of course you can’t be there for that.” She laughed, twisting her fingers into her hair. “He’s an idiot but, I like him. Honestly. Even if he almost killed you, he’s terribly entertaining and reminds me a bit of McLaggen.” She beamed a tiny bit thinking of Cormac, hating that she had developed a tiny crush on him. That same idiot who she would blame for this horrid break up. Though it wasn’t his fault. “We’d take care of each other in old age.”
ooc; Some people are so pathetic, if physically hurts.
I’m gonna be on my personal if anyone needs me. ifiwasyourunicorn.tumblr.com
Greengrass Sisters || Um.. Nothing?
the-lovely-astoria:
Daphne flicked her cigarette looking at her sister, staring at her hard. Worry filled her face. “What how did this happen? Twice? Trauma? Astoria what did you do? You need to be more careful! You’re going to get yourself killed.” She looked at her little sister again, then moved her eyes back to her cigarette. “Starving yourself is dangerous for many reasons Astoria. Don’t do it anymore and for the love of god take better care of yourself.” She looked at the cigarette. “You probably shouldn’t smoke that.
She moved her cigarette out of reach. “Why don’t you savor the feeling of watching me smoke. It’s the very same one I feel when I watch you.” Astoria, Accio’d some contraband firewhiskey and poured them each three-fingers. She pushed one over to Daphne. “You want to drink, too? Let’s do it. One of these days, I am going to die and it will be bloody spectacular!” Astoria announced, raising her glass and downing the lot of it. “Sirius dropped me into freezing water, I couldn’t protect myself fast enough. And I jumped out of a two story window and knocked the wind out of myself. Who knew that hay would be so unforgiving? Neither will happen again.”
Daphne looked at her sister like, like, like she lost her damn mind. She raised her glass with her sister and downed it herself, then laughed. Genuinely laughed for the first time in two days. “We’re all gonna die one day. I’d just prefer if I went before you.” Her eyebrows shot up, and she glared once more. “SIRIUS DID WHAT!?” She damn near shouted. “I’m going to kill him. He will die before he’s supposed to die. That…bloody, idiot dog man idiot UGH.” Daphne took another drag from her cigarette and placed her head down. “Be bloody careful okay.”
Greengrass Sisters || Um.. Nothing?
the-lovely-astoria:
Daphne watched her in awe. She really thought her sister was bluffing. She shrugged, repeating the same movements. “I won’t tell a soul.” She said with a wink as she took a heavy drag, needed that cigarette more then anything in the world at the moment.
“There’s something I need to tell you, just in case,” she said quietly, not wanting to upset her sister again. “My heart’s stopped twice this past week. Trauma, not because I stopped eating again. I’m better. I have a timer.” She plucked out her timer from her pocket and tossed it at Daphne. “I record my meals, so I make sure I’ve got nourishment.” Astoria grimaced. “Who knew starving yourself because of a broken heart could really literally break your heart?” she chuckled sadly. “But I’m OK. I just thought you should know.”
Daphne flicked her cigarette looking at her sister, staring at her hard. Worry filled her face. “What how did this happen? Twice? Trauma? Astoria what did you do? You need to be more careful! You’re going to get yourself killed.” She looked at her little sister again, then moved her eyes back to her cigarette. “Starving yourself is dangerous for many reasons Astoria. Don’t do it anymore and for the love of god take better care of yourself.” She looked at the cigarette. “You probably shouldn’t smoke that.
