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 Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 8:56 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
Draco had looked back once, and noticed that Amelia went into Emerson's room. Draco pulled out his phone and dialed a number. She picked up on the first ring.
"I'm horny. Put on that little school girl outfit." Draco opened his door grabbed his pack of condoms, always safe, and his jacket. He started across the campus, her window was open. She was the reason he hadn't been kicked out, that and that he was intelligent and his father was paying double tuition.
"Amanda."
"I told you to call me Dean."
"Yes Ma'am." Draco chuckled, she was wearing that uniform and she was smoking hot.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 10:39 pm
Emerson Valentine
In light of Amelia's continued lack of complaint, Emerson moved his hand farther south as she kept talking. In the spirit of adventure, in the spirit of her story, he'd forsaken Amelia's breasts for what lay beyond. She was in a daze of words, and Emerson was a great explorer, a character from one of their stories, Lord Ose himself. He wasn't sure that her tale meant anything in particular to Amelia anymore. The dreamlike monotone had gradually become a low narrative moan punctuated by the odd murmur. Their story was stripped to its essentials, single-image thoughts separated by increasingly long pauses:
"Dark eyes...the sun shining brightly...my prince...a crow flying from the castle wall carrying a message..."
In the lulls, Amelia moved into Emerson's hand. Previously she had been motionless in response to his touches, but now there was a constant to-and-fro, an undulation, toward him and away from him, which he interpreted as enthusiasm and reticence. As his hand moved down farther, past Amelia's naval (identical to Emerson's) he reached a place where her tummy puffed out slightly; Amelia froze. She had stopped speaking. Emerson's fingers were at the uppermost edge of her hair, which grew, he was glad to feel, in the same place as his, but was so much less, less coarse, less pleantiful. His sister's body trembled softly, not from fear but from pleasure. It was a shiver that Em had felt before, but not often enough with his lovely Amelia; never enough.
Everything was suspended. She was silent, barely breathing. He was breathing very heavily (if he remembered to breath at all): in out, in out. Emerson felt giddy. Blood pumped through his body and suddenly their silence became extreme, the evidence of their intent. Half asleep, Amelia stretch languorously to her twin's feather like touchings; all too soon, her body quivered and her narrow pelvis arched away from him as she shuddered to her climax. Gradually, her breathing evened out again and almost hesitantly, she snuggled back into the warmth of her brother's arms. This time Emerson behaved himself, and kept his hands still. Amelia's eyes slid closed and she relaxed under the watchful eyes of her twin.
"My darling brother, my dearest Em."
She soon feel fast asleep and soon enough, Emerson would join her as well.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 6:42 am
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
Draco left through the same window he had come in, Amanda Preston, the Dean of Admissions was still asleep. He could see some of the bruises his hands had left, she loved it rough. Scenes of the night before flashed through his mind. That woman was crazy. Draco stretched on his way to the cafeteria, they opened at seven, but know one got out of bed till ten, except him. He would grab a cup of joe, then walk down to the shed, make sure all was going well, then drum up some trouble. That is till he passed a window attached to the boys dorm. A flash of hair and skin made him turn. He peered in and was pretty surprised to see Amelia nude, well as much as he could see anyway, the comforter half thrown over her during the night it looked like. Draco wracked his nearly perfect memory and realized that this was Emerson's room. That is a nice surprise. I was just kidding about them ********, but appears that they do. I'll have to get a webcam in there.
"Mo' money is mo' money." Draco continued on his merry way, thinking about Amelia's perfect skin. He wanted to mark that up a bit.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 9:20 am
Amelia Valentine Early the next morning, Amelia woke up; she didn't know exactly what stirred her....until she felt the draft blowing along the soft skin of her back. Sometime turning the night, the sheet had slid down until it barely covered her rump. She shivered and pulled the blankets up to her shoulder again, snuggling back into Emerson's warmth. Alas, but the motion made Emerson awaken.
"Sorry; did I wake you?"
"No...what time is it?"
Amelia sat up, letting her sheets fall to puddle on her lap; what was the point of being modest? Emerson had seen it all before, many a time. She rubbed her eyes and put on her glasses, not wanting to bother with her contacts so early.
"It's a little after seven."
"Oh..."
She scooted out of the bed, reaching for her flimsy underwear Amelia didn't want to leave, but she'd have to be all bundled up and trundled out the door and back in her own room and bed before any one else was up. Behind her, Emerson sighed his displeasure; her never liked seeing her dress up. It meant his dearest friend and better half was leaving.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 9:54 am
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI Draco was on his way back down the hallway to his dorm. He had a large black coffee in hand and was swinging his keys on a finger. He past Emerson's door, here muttering and he turned back around. He fished out a cheap stethoscope from his pocket popped them in his ear and placed the flat end to the door. Drat, I missed the whole conversation. He put it all away and jogged back to his room. He came back out, dressed in all black and holding a small video camera. He ran past Emerson's room again and waited. Time to get some blackmail.
Draco pondered if this was the right thing to do, he decided no it wasn't but it was something he could use if he ever needed to. Say if Emerson got pissed off and tried to rat him out. I'll call Incest and boom he's gone. Or I can cut them out with all the heroin dealers in the city. That would have them begging at his feet. Damn I'm evil. Just like the rumors. Oh well.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 10:20 am
Amelia Valentine
Amelia dressed quickly in a less then a minute, finger brushing her hair into a semblance of order; she gave Emerson a linger kiss and a smile before grabbing her things and skipping out the door...stopping dead, when she saw Draco and his video camera. What the ********? What's his problem? Is he stalking me now? That's the last time I ever hang out with him. Not once did it cross her mind that Draco might've seen or heard something less then...appropriate.
"What, are you making a home video of me?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 11:01 am
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
Draco turned the camera off slowly, and plastered an angry expression his face.
"What makes you think I'm filming you Valentine? Have you noticed the lighting in here, its perfect. My bad that your brothers room is right there, and you just happen to waltz into my shot." Draco stood up from his squat. He tucked his hand into his pockets and turned walking in the direction she was going to have to go.
"Might wanna tell your brother to close his blinds, never know what someone will see while they are walking back from the Dean of Admissions quarters." Draco chuckled as he held the door open for the petite girl.
"Just so you know, that was the Dean's car we drove last night. Mrs. Preston, and Ms. Thelia both know each other, friends since high school. Mrs. Preston introduced Ms. Thelia to me on another level. I ain't getting kicked out anytime soon, but you two on the other hand." Draco crooked his finger for her to follow.
"We have things to discuss Miss Valentine." Draco was smirking now.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 5:53 pm
Amelia Valentine
Could he have?...No, it is impossible. We were being careful, he didn't see anything... Amelia frowned, not letting her silent doubts show on her face; she was not appreciating his spoken and unspoken threats in the slightest. She stopped dead in her tracks, crossing her arms. Amelia hadn't even had her morning coffee yet and she was being harassed.
"Deception does not become you, Draco; what do you want? I don't even want to pretend I know what you're talking about."
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 7:30 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI Draco shook his head. She was deluding herself. Well then w will just have to educate her on the art of blackmail.
"You are between a thirty four A and a thirty four B, alabaster skin, smooth and flawless, well I say flawless. Except for that mole on your left side, just above your naval, below your breast. Pink half dollar nipples." Draco had closed the gap between the two of them, just over ten steps.
"I have a near perfect recall." Draco stood there, looking down on her just slightly. She was as tall as her brother and Draco was as tall as them. He was wearing boots.
"If I remember correctly incest is illegal in this state, and most others. Now let's go get some coffee so you can think a little more clearly." Draco was wearing the evil smirk again.
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Posted: Fri Jul 23, 2010 9:25 pm
Amelia Valentine
"So what, you saw me naked and now you think I'm ******** my brother? What the hell is wrong with you? Em was right; you are bad news."
Amelia took a step back away from Draco; he was in her bubble and that was making her more uncomfortable then anything else. She thought to mention that a great deal of what went on at SCS was highly illegal as well...not the least of which, she knew Draco had indulged in at least once.
"I sleep naked, a*****e."
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 10:49 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI "Alright I'll give you that, I didn't see you ********>" Draco watched her open the gap. He smirked and closed the gap.
"Do I make you uncomfortable?" Draco chuckled, as she admitted sleeping naked.
"That's good to know." Draco chuckled again and closed the gap between them to just inches.
"So your brother thinks I'm scum, you think I'm scum. Everyone in this school thinks I'm scum. Except two women, so maybe its everyone else. Maturity makes you open your eyes and judge someone by who they are, not what someone tells you." Draco turned and walked back to the door.
"I wasn't kidding about that coffee, you bought the food last night. As a gentleman I mus offer to buy you coffee and some scones in the morning." Draco had that smirk on his face.
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Posted: Sat Jul 24, 2010 11:36 pm
Amelia Valentine
"I think you're scum because you just accused me of incest, Draco, not because of who or what you fool around with."
Amelia refused to retreat back another millimeter; giving him that first step had been a mistake, she could see know. Retreating would be admitting that Draco was correct, that what she and Emerson had done last night, had done all those times before was...wrong. If it's so wrong, why does it feel so...right? She pushed the thought immediately out of mind; such thoughts had no purpose during the day time. She sighed and followed Draco out the door, ignoring the smile on his face, just as she ignored her own topsy-turvy thoughts.
"A coffee then."
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Posted: Sun Jul 25, 2010 5:46 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
Draco followed after her, keeping a pace behind her. He examined her body once more, she was in her uniform and it frustrating cause they gave nothing to the imagination. He could tell she had a shapely a**, and of course her legs were perfect.
"I'm sorry I accused of incest. When one sees something like that one jumps to the worst possible conclusion." Draco was now sidelong to her, just half a pace from her. He could reach out and touch her, he wanted to. What was it what was drawing him to her. Forbidden fruit? No he had stopped that after the Dean's niece, almost landed him juvvie, till he gave the dean a good lay. Her aloofness to him, that I'm better than you feeling. Cause as he heard it they were just barely at the same income level as most of the students here at SCS. Draco was above average, having a scholarship pay for his stuff, plus his dad paying room and board for two.
"Have you thought about ******** him? Your brother I mean. We all go through that crazy hormonal imbalance and want to just that pleasure whenever." Draco knew that it was personal, but it was bugging him quiet a bit at the moment. She was so wrapped up around her brother, it made him uncomfortable. That was it, he was determined to pull her away. Hypocrite. Trying tell people what they want. She probably doesn't want to leave her brother.
"Sorry again, if that was to personal." Draco was again behind her.
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Posted: Sun Jul 25, 2010 6:52 pm
Amelia Valentine
Not if they are properly raised, they don't. Amelia forced herself to stop frowning. She slowed down enough that Draco wasn't standing behind her. It made her uncomfortable for him to be like that, like he was checking her out. Well of course, he is. Silly girl. Just let it be and enjoy the thought of someone wanting you. When Draco mentioned ******** Emerson yet again, Amelia frowned. The lies came easiest this time, fulled by her pre-coffee withdrawal.
"No, Draco, I do not think about ******** my brother. I have never ******** my brother. I do not ever wish to ******** my brother. Can we please drop it? Sleeping with Em would be like sleeping with...with a mirror. It would be like ******** myself."
She noticed he'd slowed to drop back behind her again. Amelia swallowed a sigh. She brushed down the pleats of her skirts, making the perfect drop stay perfect. They reached the mess hall and Amelia held the door open for Draco, following him into the darkly paneled room. It was technically a cafeteria, but to any other visitor, they would've sworn otherwise. The students had full banquet bars, serving everything from fresh salads to veal on Wednesdays.
Amelia immediately drifted over to the coffee section, fixing herself a black hazel nut brew. She and Em were of the opinion that if you were going to drink coffee to wake you up, it should be a slap in the face; anything after, you could put in rat piss, if you wished. She took her drink to one of the abandoned tables, leaving Draco to get his own mug and the tab. Amelia blew on it gently, and took a careful sip. It was perfect. She was lifting her glasses and rubbing at her tired eyes when Draco joined her at the table; Amelia dropped them back down into their normal position, noticing his look.
"I didn't have time to put in my contacts this morning. I'll do it after my shower."
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 8:31 pm
Invictus Draconius Kalsidius VI
Draco put the money on the counter working on his second cup o coffee. He sat across from her, looking up into her eyes.
"Alright then, so you don't do that. My bad. I have a dirty mind." Draco chuckled as he kept drinking his coffee. His hand started drumming a small beat. It was fast, and complicated.
"So then have you ever ********? You seem to virginal to sleep nude, but if you are, could mean you don't have your honor to protect." Draco laughed lowly as he kept changing the beat to something slow, the fast.
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