Bored |Jack|

[jack stephen carlyle]

Jack couldn't wipe the devilish smirk from his face, the evening was going much better than he had expected, he was glad that he wasn't going to be stuck getting drunk by himself. While not a terrible way to spend the evening, this was going to be a lot more fun than ordering mead after mead until he got drunk enough where the bartender refused to serve him. It took a lot to get to that point for Jack, more so than the average customer. He figured it was because the bartenders were hopeful for a tip based on the percentage of the price of his drinks. Which, of course, he didn't give.

He'd pay the bar, and it was the bar's job to make sure the tenders were paid, not his. Out of some amount of obligation he'd usually put down a couple of coins, meager change that probably wouldn't make a difference in anyone's life, but that was the extent of it. Jack merely nodded when Ajeeta said that they should get moving, he wasn't with an over-abundance of patience himself, he'd had enough of the chit-chat, he just wanted to go and have some fun at this point.

Jack got down from his bar stool, and again reached into his pocket. He put an insulting four knuts on the counter before threading his hand into Ajeeta's and leading the way upstairs. While hardly a luxurious inn, Jack had reserved the best room they had available, which to his tastes wasn't quite good enough, but it'd do for the night. It wasn't like he was planning on moving in, he just wanted a place to have sex that wasn't illegal or otherwise compromising. This would do just fine for that. The king-sized mattress was comfortable enough, the place was clean, it'd do.

They had barely crossed the threshold when Ajeeta was at him again, pushing him up against the door, shutting it as they went. Jack returned her kiss hungrily, shamelessly putting his arm around her waist and pulling her into him while his other hand felt along the door to find the bolt. His fingers located it just as his companion for the evening broke the kiss, it made an audible noise as he slid it shut, assuring that they wouldn't be disturbed. Not that that was a likely occurrence, Jack was planning on making Ajeeta moan loudly enough so the whole hall would know what they were up to.

She remained tantalizingly close, and it was then that Jack figured she was waiting for him to advance things. There was a good woman. He was, however, getting the feeling that dominance wasn't going to be simply handed to him, but Jack was oddly fine with that. Sometimes the struggle was what made things fun. And he had a keen sense on knowing just how much the girl he was with could handle, and Ajeeta seemed sturdy enough to take everything he had- but he'd still keep a watchful eye on her.

Never one to back down from a challenge, Jack brought his lips to hers again, keeping at the same level of roughness and desire, and allowed his hands to go up her back to force the jacket off her shoulders. Jack maneuvered excellently, even with eyes closed, and carelessly flung the jacket across the room before moving to pull off her shirt. Only when necessary did he break the kiss, and shamelessly looked at what she had to offer. Not bad at all... In a fluid motion Jack picked Ajeeta up, putting her legs around his waist and carried her to the bed where he carelessly dropped her, positioning himself on top and beginning to nibble on her neck.

[ajeeta binal laranya]

Ajeeta was glad of the fact that she didn't have to been by herself drinking that night, she was glad that she had called out to Jack. She had hoped he would come down to her instead of her going down to where he was sitting, of which Jack did do. Ajeeta didn't want to move from her spot when she saw and called out to Jack, with being good looking that Ajeeta had decided to see what may happen with Jack that night. Now it was going in the direction that she hoped and wanted it to go, for she wanted some fun since she had been a bored for the last day of which was hardly happens in the daily prophet. Ajeeta was getting impatient as Jack stood up a d paid some money for the drinks or whatever. Ajeeta hardly notice of how much money that Jack had left behind on the counter, like as if it really matter to her of how much money Jack had put down on the counter. All that she cared about was about ready to happen in the room that Jack had rented, she didn't even care what the room looked like.

When they entered the room, that Ajeeta barely gave him time to close the door, as she kissed him that he kissed her hungrily back. Jack and shamelessly put his arms around her waist and pulled him closer to him, Ajeeta had notice it was only one arm around her. So Ajeeta figured that Jack was locking the door so that no one walked in on them, honestly Ajeeta couldn't care less if the door was locked or not. When Ajeeta pulled away that she heard the soft click of the door being locked, Ajeeta smiled when she heard that and looked up at Jack a d waited for him to make the next move. She watched him, waiting to see what Jack will do now, than he kissed her just as rough and with the same desire that she had placed on his lips. Ajeeta put just as much desire and roughness into the kiss, showing him that he would out up a struggle. Though Ajeeta wasn't sure of how much of struggle she would be compare to other women he may have slept with or will sleep with.

As they kissed that Ajeeta felt his hands moving up her back and forced the jacket off of her and flung the jacket across the room. When he got the jacket off that he started to take off her shirt, Jack had only broke the kiss to off her shirt, Ajeeta stood there with only her bra and pants on and let Jack look down at her. When she slept with a male they would usually take off the shirt that was if she was wearing a shirt. The only time that she would wear a shirt was with a skirt or jeans and it was rare for her to wear jeans. Usually she would wear a dress ad at times a gown, for Ajeeta prefers dresses for dresses looked great on her. Though she knows jeans and skirts also look good on her as well. Ajeeta could help but smile as she watched him look down at her shamelessly once more, an Jack had picked her up. Ajeeta had allowed him to out her legs around his waist and carried her over to the bed, than he carelessly dropped her on the bed. Ajeeta wasn't bothered by the fact he carelessly dropped her, for Ajeeta likes it rough and likes the fight to control.

Jack had than placed himself on top and started to nibble her neck, Ajeeta moaned as he started to nibble her neck. As Jack nibbled at her neck that she put her hands under Jack's shirt and started to pull his shirt off of himself. As she got his shirt closer to his head, that she had manage to kiss his lips and placed her hands on his chest before she pushed him back on his back so that Ajeeta was on top of him. Ajeeta had broke e kiss and pulled his shirt the rest of the way off and flung it across the room, Ajeeta smiled shamelessly as she looked at his abs. Ajeeta had leaned forward and kissed him in his lips once more with even more roughness and desire than the last kiss. As she kissed him that her hands went down his chest towards his pants, when her hands reached his pants that she started to undone his pants.


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[jack stephen carlyle]

This was moving quickly, and already Jack could feel the fire building in his chest, the primal desire beginning to take over and shut off portions of his brain that weren't connected to basic needs and fueling his pleasure. He wasn't thinking, as he often did, about his position in society and how he might be able to use it once he was finished with school (though nearly eighteen years old he hadn't ever put much thought into what he was going to do with himself once he graduated. Not that he really needed to, his family had wealth enough where neither him nor any of his siblings would ever have to work), or get whatever it was he was after at the time.

Typically, a girl to have a bit of fun with, but that wasn't the only thing he was ever after. Better grades, a better standing with certain individuals, someone else to become his "friend" so he might get them to do as he wanted... And then there was the separate matter entirely of blood purity. Jack didn't consider himself terribly bigoted when it came to that, though whether or not he admitted it openly, it had been ingrained in him from a young age that they, the purebloods, were above other classes of magic.

To some extent, Jack did agree. It was disheartening when members of ancient pureblooded families married into those with lesser heritage, or worse, muggles, and muggleborns were nearly deplorable. It didn't seem fair that someone who didn't have his rich history should suddenly get magic out of the blue. It was something that flowed through the veins, it shouldn't just pop up out of nowhere. Jack, however, had gotten adept at hiding these things, particularly in this day and age expressing them could make one quite unpopular.

And if there was one thing that Jack didn't want, it was for his reputation to be tarnished with something as silly as not being able to keep his mouth shut when it mattered. So for now, Jack would keep his publicly-unfavoured opinions to himself, he figured that this progressive era of tolerance and equality would pass soon enough, it was likely only something of a fad, really. The views of the wizarding world didn't change overnight. Hell, they didn't even change over the course of decades, or centuries, even. This was just an irregular sort of hiccup in legislation and public opinion, things would go back to the way they had always been soon enough.

Or at least Jack hoped that they would. But for now his mind was much more entertained with the exotic beauty that he had gotten into bed. Acres of rich, olive skin, smooth like silk beneath his hands, and her flowing dark hair... There was no denying that every inch of Ajeeta had something pleasing to offer, and he was looking forward to discovering every last bit of it- something told him this wasn't going to be a one-and-done sort of night, she was a fiery one, he could tell that much from the brief time that they had known each other.

She didn't let him have control for long, and in a moment had him beneath her and was plucking apart the buttons of his shirt. Well that wasn't unexpected entirely, but what was unexpected was that Jack wasn't annoyed by it like he usually was. He would still fight for dominance like always, however, Jack did like to be in charge, but something told him that he wouldn't mind too much if Ajeeta won their little metaphoric battle. They would just have to see how things progressed.

And progressing they were, quite quickly, in a moment he was already without his shirt and she was unbuttoning his pants. Jack helped her remove them, growing a bit impatient- this part was all good fun, of course, but he was running out of patience for it. He just wanted to be satisfied. Likely repeatedly. Once he was without his jeans, Jack pushed Ajeeta off him, putting himself in control again. He seized her wrists in one of his hands, not putting much care in being gentle, and pinned her hands above her head, kissing her roughly as he went to undo her jeans with his spare hand. It was a little difficult one-handed, but he was going to convey the message that he wouldn't be submissive without a fight.

[ajeeta binal laranya]

This was moving quickly of which Ajeeta likes very much, even though she may be the leader of the deat eaters, she would sleep with muggleborns if they provide a fun night. Some were great fun but others were not for they gave in too soon, not that Ajeeta minded much unless if she was in the mood to a fight that night. Just like that night of where she wanted a fight for the control, she know she was going to get from Jack. Ajeeta could tell that jack liked being in control of what they were doing at the moment, she wasn't sure about everything else. That was one thing they had in common and Ajeeta liked men tha tlikee being in control at least when it comes to sex at least. For Ajeeta loves the struggle of who should be in control in the bedroom, the struggle was one of the things she loves about sex. Ajeeta does sleep with some of the male death eaters, a couple of them were married and those death eaters didn't care if they were married or not, just like Ajeeta didn't care about that either.

Ajeeta had expected him to push her on her back once more and go on undressing her. She was surprised that he didn't do that quite yet, she figure that he would let her undone his shirt and pants before he does that. Jack had helped her with removing his pants, Ajeeta had manage to flung his pants across the room when his pants were off that Jack pushed her off of him. Jack had than seized her hands rather roughly, Ajeeta liked it rough and knew this was going be a fun night. Jack had than pinned her wrists above her head and started to kiss her roughly, Ajeeta moaned as he kissed her roughly. She loved how he was handle her right than, as he kissed her that she felt his one hand removing her pants. Ajeeta wiggled enough for Jack to remove her pants, when he did that, that she manage to get him to sit up as well as manage to break her wrists from his one hand. When she had done that, that she pulled away from the kiss and pulled off her bra and flung it across the room. Ajeeta had than put her hands on his chest and moved her hands up his chest as well as her body.

When Ajeeta had placed her hands on Jack's chest that she sat down on his lap. Ajeeta's hands had reached his hair that she started running her hands though his hair. Not only that but Ajeeta had wrapped her legs around him and had her breasts were almost in his face. After a minute, Ajeeta had let her hands out of his hair and grabbed his hands, she had roughly lead them down to her panties so that Jack could take them off from her and than they could get the real fun part of the night. Of which Ajeeta wanted to get to know. Even since she had teased at the bar that she had been wanted to do this to him. Not only that but she wanted to do his again with him at some point, she wasn't sure when that will happen. When they were done here that thy could make an arrangement to do this again at another Hogsmeade weekend or he could sneak out of Hogwarts.