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 Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 9:51 am
We haven't actually had sex in weeks. *Still frowning*
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 9:52 am
*Leans over to let his mouth drag over the soft skin behind her ear* I can fix that...
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 9:53 am
Actually *scowls* I think now would be the perfect time to drop it entirely, before we get fired.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 9:56 am
*Nibbles along her ear* You don't really want that... *Slides a hand down her arm, fingers caressing her wrist*
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 9:56 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 9:58 am
*Grabs her wrist with some force, yanking Hermione down across his desk; shifts to lean over her, his dark eyes narrowed ever so slightly, accompanied by his habitual smug smile* Say that again.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 9:59 am
*Lower lip trembles for a moment before she plasters a scowl across her face again* You're full of yourself if you think this will work on me, Blaise. I don't appreciate being man-handled.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 10:02 am
*Eases his free hand beneath her sweater to drag his nails slowly over her stomach* So eager to lie to yourself, Granger...
*Leans forward again, this time pressing his mouth to the side of her neck, lips sliding over her pulse* Your heart rate's increased, Granger...
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 10:04 am
You cocky -- you arrogant -- GET OFF, BLAISE! *Shoves him away, wrenching herself up before he can yank her back again* You are such a self-absorbed prat. I've got two children; I'm not a child anymore, and I won't let anyone -- including you -- treat me like I am.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 10:05 am
*Glances at her, still smirking and relaxed despite her anger* There's a problem if you think children are treated like that, Granger.
Get out of my office.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 10:06 am
Oh, <******** you, Blaise.
*Storms out of the office*
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2009 10:07 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 9:32 am
*Leans his hip against the edge of his desk, his arms folded over his chest as he views the preciously small pair of Hufflepuffs before him*
So, Ian's little sister may be pregnant, and you don't want me to tell him if she is? *Arches an eyebrow*
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 9:35 am
Just until we figure our s**t out. *Says lightly, but his eyes are dark and intent on Blaise*
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Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2011 9:40 am
*Fussing over her long, jagged bangs, straightening the platinum hair as she watches Blaise*
I just... He's already trying so hard to keep me out of trouble... I've been trying too, and I just... I want to, like, be able to word it perfectly, okay?
I trust you, Blaise. I know how much you and Ian care about each other. He only talks about you every time he actually pauses to breathe.
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