This is my kingdom come

17 | Slytherin | King Pin I have the tendency of getting very physical so watch your step 'cause if I do, you'll need a miracle

[andydoolittle]

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[davidfinnigan]

David is growing increasingly more impatient the closer they get to the act, not wanting to drag this out. He allows Andy to undo his tie, his hand having slipped down to trace the curve of her ass cheek before slipping past the defences of her underwear. He teases her briefly, slips a finger inside before moving back to tug the slip of clothing down her legs. His own shirt will be hard to remove and he's impatient, so he keeps it on -- but he eases Andy up enough to be able to pull her shirt over her head.

[andydoolittle]

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[davidfinnigan]

David could have Andy pinned up against the door for the entirety of their little tryst -- because lets face it, she's tiny and he's ripped as fuck. Maybe it's partly why he prefers petite girls. It gives him a sense of power -- not that throwing a taller girl around would be too strenuous either. Eventually, he pulls her away from the door, barely having to support her weight due to the legs wrapped around his waist. He kicks a table closer to the door, barricading it, and places Andy on it before covering her body with his own.

His hand finds the underside of her thigh again -- this time it inches higher, grabbing her ass cheek firmly. He squeezes, tangling his other hand in her hair as he forcefully angles her mouth towards his again, kissing her hungrily.

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Thomas Harris, Red Dragon

[andydoolittle]

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[davidfinnigan]

"Kinky..." He hesitates, wondering why they're even talking when there are much better things she could be doing with her mouth. He takes the opportunity to start divesting her of her clothes, starting with the buttons of her shirt. David's been pretty kinky before, and classroom-sex is tame in comparison. However, he supposes on the scale of things, you'd be surprised how many people are reluctant to make use of a castle full of empty classrooms in their boarding school, "Not the word I'd use, but you're alright."

He tugs impatiently at her cloak, slides his hand down the side of her body until he's gripping the underside of her thigh, "No more chatting."

[andydoolittle]

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[davidfinnigan]

[andydoolittle]

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[davidfinnigan]

"Yeah," Comes the simple response, and rather than elaborating he simply begins to stalk the corridors with her. They're in the dungeons, and therefore close to the Slytherin Common Room -- however, David opts to push Andy into a disused classroom, closing the door behind them and pinning her up against it before his mouth violently crashes down on hers. 

[andydoolittle]

"Could be bigger," Andy responds, shrugging. Her hand’s resting on his stomach now, gently tracing the grooves of his abdomen—because, well, it’s a little hard to resist when it’s there. Luckily, they’re not in too obvious of a place—this castle has alcoves, and they’ve found themselves in one of them, though a teacher could walk by at any moment.

[davidfinnigan]

David scoffs, "Like you could take it," He responds defensively, insinuating her size. She's fucking tiny -- any bigger and he'd probably rip her in half. He has to admit though, the fact she's hungry for it is pretty sexy. As is whatever she's doing to his stomach -- sexy, but annoying. He reaches down to calmly relocate her hand to his crotch -- and his own past the hem of her shirt and to cup her breast over her bra. 

[andydoolittle]

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[davidfinnigan]

"Less with the 'little'," David says, but it lacks as much heat as it should. He's far too distracted by the trajectory of her hand, and he attempts to angle it lower, despite being stood in a pretty vulnerable spot of the castle. They could be stumbled upon at any given moment.

[andydoolittle]

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[davidfinnigan]

"You up for anal?" His tone suggests he's talking about something banal as the weather, even if he has kept his voice relatively low.

[andydoolittle]

"Well…" Sighing, Andy pretends to examine him closely—which obviously means looking him over from top to bottom and the like, even daring to trace that square jawline. There’s no denying that Finnigan looks like a Greco-Roman god, and she will even admit to herself that he’d probably be less fun without his awful personality to match. “Maybe… but only if it’s okay with the other girl. Gotta have consent~”

[andydoolittle]

"If you’re on your best behavior, sure," she insists, reaching up and patting his arm with her small hand.

[davidfinnigan]

Subconsciously, as soon as Andy's hand rests on his bicep, David flexes it out of habit -- not that he needs to. The muscle definition there looks pretty impressive even when he's relaxed, "How about participating?"

[nateburkes-blog]

"Oh, I wouldn’t doubt the Head Boy for a single second, Finnigan. Though I can’t say that anyone would even be willing to punish you to your desired effect.”

[davidfinnigan]

"He's a twig. I'd be surprised if he knew how to throw a punch," He smiles facetiously, "You, on the other hand, pack quite a big one. If ya catch my drift."

[andydoolittle]

"I could always stick to girls only. You’d be just a memory."

[davidfinnigan]

"Can I watch?"

[andydoolittle]

"I can live without your dick, so no."

[davidfinnigan]

"Bulllshit."

[nateburkes-blog]

Head Girl is off duty for today. Please forward all queries and complaints to the Head Boy or someone who cares enough to bother helping.

[davidfinnigan]

"Somehow, I don't think the Head Boy punishing me for being a bad boy is gonna have the same effect."

[andydoolittle]

"If somebody doesn’t bring me some food, I’m probably going to starve to death right now."

[davidfinnigan]

"Is my dick on that diet?"