s n e a king around {Demetri}

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Demetri's pulse raced when her hand found his. He was amazed that it hadn't given out, especially when he became aware of each curve and contour of her body against his. He kissed the nape of her neck once more before wandering up. He began tracing her jaw, finding his way up to her ear. He kissed the skin next to it, only then realize how heavy he was breathing. He was practically panting. His face flushed, but he didn't stop.

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Safira's head involuntarily twitched when Demetri breathed heavily in her ear. She almost wanted to laugh, it was as if he were wearing himself out. She refrained, wanting to keep the moment romantic rather than silly. With her other hand, Safira popped the top button on her blouse. She wasn't sure how far Demetri was willing to go, so she left it at one button, but if there wasn't any protest she would gladly go down two more, or even take her entire blouse off if they went that far.

((OOC: Ehm, where are we going with this? We might want to think about fading to black soon if we decide for them to go any further...))

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((OOC: As far as you are willing to go at the moment. I honestly don't care, but I'll let you get one more post before you fade.))

Demetri faintly heard the popping of a button. He stopped kissing her to look down, noticing her blouse. He met her gaze, eyebrows raised. "Are you sure?" He mouthed. He didn't want to go that far without permission. He was reading the button as a sign. He slowly reached and pulled his shirt off, hoping this wasn't wrong. He looked at her, blushing. "Um... It's really hot in here." He replied hastily, the statement sounding more like a question. His face flushed and he turned away. "Are we moving too fast?" He whispered. He didn't believe so, but that wasn't entirelyup to him.

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"Hell yes we're going too fast," said Safira, slowly unbuttoning the rest of her blouse to reveal her large breasts contained in a black lace bra and her toned core. "But I don't give a damn." She allowed impulse to take over, never before had she felt so wild and free. She was thrilled and excited, there wasn't a trouble in the world just then.

***Some time later***

Safira stirred a bit, memories of last night flooding back to her. A small grin came to her lips, that had actually happened. Demetri was next to her, she didn't want to wake him, but found herself suddenly too awake to return to sleep. Safira shifted herself to be closer to him, his body was warm.

((OOC: Hope that works for you...))

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((OOC: Yep, that's fine. I also made a thread for Isabelle and Raychel's little confrontation.))

Demetri awoke in a daze. As he met Safira's gaze, the memories of last night came flooding back. He smiled groggily pulled Safira close to him. He placed a small kiss on her forehead. "Good morning love." He whispered. They were incredibly lucky, for the children were taking a trip to Hogsmeade, and the teachers would not be looking for him. Demetri couldn't help but smile at the memories bulging in his mind at the moment. It was almost like a wonderful dream.

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"Good morning," said Safira, closing her eyes lightly, as if wanting to go back to sleep, but a sudden thought jolted her back to being wide awake again. It was a Hogsmeade weekend, the last one of the school year, her friends were bound to be curious as to where she was. What was she going to do? Safira then decided if any of her friends inquired she would tell them she had felt ill and had decided not to go. She relaxed a bit, allowing Demetri to hold her.

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Demetri didn't need to read minds to be able to tell Safira was stressed about something. As soon as the wave passed however, he relaxed. She had obviously solved it. "I hope you are... Comfortable." He whispered slowly. He was never much for small talk, but nothing intelligent popped into his head.

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"As comfortable as ever," said Safira, smiling a bit. The room was quite a mess, their clothes everywhere. Her nylons and bra were carelessly slung over the back of the chair, her blouse over its arm, Safira noted her skirt on the floor near Demetri's pants, his shirt near the foot of the bed. Coffee. She would do anything for a cup right now, without one she never felt that she fully woke in the mornings and walked around in a fog all day. "How about we get dressed and I make us some breakfast?" Safira suggested after they had lied there a little bit.

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Demetri smiled. "Of course." He replied happily. He rose from the bed, happy he at least had the dignity to put some sort of clothing on before retiring. He slipped into the clothes from the night before, and he ran his hand through his hair as he gathered up Safira's clothes. He didn't know if she wanted them, or was just going to conjour something up, but picking them up seemed the proper thing to do.

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Safira had fallen asleep last night before having the opportunity to put on anything, but was unashamed as Demetri had already seen her naked. She slipped on her underwear groggily, and used her wand to conjure herself a knee-length t-shirt. Safira pulled it on, and then used a charm to rid her hair of any tangles, and then summoned the things required for a simple breakfast. She started brewing the coffee immediately, and then began on bacon and eggs with toast. She wasn't the best cook in the world, but you had to really suck to mess up something as simple as bacon and eggs.

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Demetri had just finished tidying up the room, making the beds and picking up the general area from the fun last night, when the smell of coffee, bacon, and eggs filled the room. He walked over to Safira and wrapped his arms gently around her waist laying a kiss on her cheek. He rested his head on the top of hers as he watched her put the finishing touches to the food. He took the two mugs conjured up earlier to pour the both of them coffee, leaving Safira's on the counter so she could add whatever she liked to it. He added a bit of milk, and just a hint of chocolate and mint. He then went to serving himself.

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Safira looked down at the cup, there was enough space for cream, but she found she liked her coffee bitter. She filled the last inch with the dark liquid and downed nearly half the mug without coming up for air once. The smell of their simple meal was wonderful... Safira breathed in deeply and then gave herself small portions of everything. She had never been terribly big on breakfast, but needed some food to get going. She ate delicately, taking ladylike bites, the way her mother had taught her to.

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Demetri chuckled at the downing of the coffee by Safira. It was odd to see such a graceful, beautiful woman such as her to down a cup of coffee without breathing once, then come to the breakfast table and instantly become a proper eater. Demetri himself was a very gentlemanly type of guy when it came to eating as well. His parent's were very proper, and he enjoyed the whole sort of thing. He ate slightly bigger bites than Safira, with a slightly larger portion. He placed his fork on the plate and wiped his hands on the napkin in his lap, then picked up his coffee, taking a large gulp. The coffee had cooled down quite a bit, so he was glad for that.

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"I still feel like I don't know a whole lot about you," said Safira after swallowing a bite of eggs. "Tell me about yourself." She quietly laid down her silver beside her plate and picked up her coffee, holding it in both hands to warm them Regardless of where you were, the dungeons were terribly cold. Safira now took a dainty sip, now reserving herself with her coffee. She usually would drink a casual two or three cups in the morning after downing the first.

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Demetri had been anticipating the question. He was surprised it hadn't come earlier down this road, but he didn't mind. "Well, my parent's were both magical, and both attended Hogwarts. Slytherin super stars actually. Kind of annoying in school when I was recognized for that." he replied with a laugh. "My dad became an Auror, my mum a Nurse here at the school. Had me, then my sister, Yvonne. You might know her actually, she's in your year." he replied, after taking a sip of coffee. He took a deep breath before continuing. "My father was murdered on a special 'mission' and my mum quit her nursing job. That was five years ago." he finished. He was over his father's death, but it still hurt sometimes. He put on a cheerful face, showing Safira he was fine.