Bunny (Apparently)

It is highly likely I want nothing more from you, than to spill your blood. If I do, think yourself charmed. 

[phoebusmalfoy]

“You can’t avoid me forever” 

Mia sat up straight as the familiar voice both peaked her curiosity and freaked her the fuck out. Her eyes widened as she suddenly saw herself from behind, like someone projecting a video inside her mind. She scrambled to regain her bearings, blocking him away as hard as she could. How the fuck was he able to do that!? She was taught by the best! She’ll need to write to Bellatrix quickly after lessons end today…

Phoebus was also taught by the best. Bella was his mother after all, not that anyone was aware of that fact…

Phe smirked from behind her, entirely too smug to hide his face. If he were honest, he didn’t think it’d work. He also didn’t think it’d work so well, able to show her exactly what he wanted without letting her explore further into his thoughts. 

“don’t worry little one, I’m only passing a note…”

He showed her how he’d spent his last few nights, how he thought of her, how badly he still needed her. Even showing her the things he was thinking about doing to her, what he will  do to her once he’s able to get her alone again. It may be a gamble, but if anything she’d like the power trip…

Damia didn’t feel him trying to explore her thoughts, none of her own memories resurfaced.. this was new. It was new and she was worried that she wasn’t worried–what the fuck…the images he was giving her were too distracting for her to actually process this… She did take solace in the fact that he was wanking to her as much she was to him…

“If you want to return the favor, I’d love to show you how…”

He stood up as class ended, slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaving without looking at her.

Mia stayed seated, debating on whether to follow or get him murdered…

Phoebus all but skipped away, glad no one has quite noticed him enough to ask what he was so happy about in such ‘dire times’. He did stroll slowly, all but convinced she’d trail him. If the sex wasn’t enough he knew he peaked her curiosity with his little Legimency trick…

[phoebusmalfoy]

mia-marvolo

Her eyebrow raised as he spoke bd she chucked as he continued, “such a fiend, so ungentlemanly, thinking such things about such a reputable lady as myself.” She mocked.” Wrinkling her nose at him.

She looked up at the classroom door as he spoke, time always seemed to move faster when he was around and she’d hardly noticed the walk here, it was as if it had taken no time at all. He was certainly a fun distraction and that was very welcome right now that much she knew for sure.

She watched him closely as he kissed her hand, though she didn’t resist as she held it out for him “I think I shall be just fine without you. Though I’m not sure just how you’ll cope. You know where I am if the withdrawals get too much to bear.” She winked at him cheekily.

“Hmmmm.” She pondered, twitching her lips, “I suppose you’ll just have to come here after lesson and see if I am in the mood to humour you once more. Though I’d suggest you make it on time, I shan’t wait around.” She teased, enjoying their little back and forth far too much.

“As adorable as it is, don’t you worry about me. I’ll simply have to cope, as you will.” He smirked, though his presence wasn’t going unnoticed, he couldn’t muster enough want to care. Let them stare, no one would believe them if they spoke to the wrong people anyway.

“I suppose I will, and you’ll have to see if I find it in myself to make it all the way back here or if I’m the one who’ll get bored, maybe you’ll have to wait and see.” He shrugged in retort. His grin was not moving away from his lips, it was too much fun. He hadn’t found someone able to do this so well as she has, it was like a drug, finding your match—in banter anyway.

“Until then, I suppose…” he winked, before seeing her enter the classroom.

They continued this little game for the rest for their lessons, each time they’d meet up the tension only got higher; it was thrilling, each thing he threw at her she threw back with as much enthusiasm.

“End of your last class at last little one, are you quite bored of me yet or are you willing to spare a little more time for an extra lesson with me?” He asked, smirking down at her as he saw her.

[mia-marvolo]

The tension between them was palpable, she couldn’t deny he was wonderfully fun to play with. He’d managed to match her back and forth all day and she very much appreciated it. She rarely found someone who managed to get so on the level with her whom she could serve with so seamlessly. So far he was ticking enough boxes to keep her interested, for now.

She finished up her last lesson and made her way out of the classroom, a little smirk flittering across her lips as she saw him once more.

“I am a little bored of you, but luckily I am feeling generous so I shall grace with my presence a while longer.” She teased, winking up at him. “Ooh a lesson, how thrilling, more school work.” She chuckled rolling her eyes, “I do hope your lesson will be worth my while.” She mused, her bright blue eyes looking up at him challengingly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Oh well thank you so very much” he played along, the corner of his mouth pulling upwards a she winked at him. He chuckled as he placed an arm around her, leading her down the corridors.

“You haven’t really experienced by teaching style—you’ll hardly call it schoolwork” he murmured into her ear, his hand sliding down her body to squeeze her hip, “Surely you’ll have to have an open mind…” he snorted a little, unable to stop himself from making a stupid joke.

Phoebus kept them out of the way of most of the people, a feeble attempt to not draw the attention they were clearly getting from onlookers.

[mia-marvolo]

Mia noticed the looks as she walked, she couldn’t help chuckle to herself.

“You’ll have people talking you know Lord Falmoy.” She smirked up at him, “Walking me through the corridors, this arm around me, you’re dancing a thin line. Though I can’t say I mind.” She chuckled, nudging against him.

She pushed him harder as he made his joke, shaking her head up at him, “I do hope your teaching is better than your comedy.” She teased.

As they rounded a corner they walked into an almost empty corridor. Empty aside from a gaggle of girls who were giggling and watching from her side of the far wall, Mia keep her eyes on them, it was rather obvious they were talking about her and her new “boy toy.”

She wanted until they were close enough and then lunged at them, a wicked look in her eyes,

“Perhaps you should learn some manners. I suggest you keep your thoughts to yourself, if I hear any more gossip, or little lies spill from your tongue. Well, I may just have to - cut them out.” She hissed playfully. Though her tone was light, the way she hissed made her intentions very clear.

The girls fell over themselves trying to get away down the corridor, muttering apologies and promises to not repeat such words again, as they stumbled away. They didn’t take their eyes from her, walking backwards until they could round the nearest corner and run.

“Well, that was fun.” She said as she smirked back at Phoebus.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“I hardly believe that having my arm around someone is a crime.” He shrugged, though the guilt in his stomach presented itself again—he took a deep breath, pretending he’s just annoyed by the stares. “This is perfectly innocent, I’m hardly pushing you up against the wall am I?” He whispered, his smirk evident in his tone.

He let go of her as she jumped at the gaggle of girls. He rolled his eyes. “Well that was hardly necessary” he chuckled, “and here I thought your earlier statement meant you’d want to keep a low profile for my sake…” He continued, putting his arm around her once more when the girls were out of sight.

Phoebus lead her into an unused classroom, “After you darling” he murmured gently, closing the door and placing simple silencing and locking charms. “Right, are you ready? Or do you need a moment to, er, decompress from your school day…” Phoebus smirked, taking the opportunity to survey her form, blatantly ogling her now that they were alone.

[mia-marvolo]

Mia arched a brow the moment the door clicked shut, watching as the soft shimmer of his charms settled over the room.

“Innocent?” she echoed lightly, turning to face him.

A wide smirk spread across her lips,

“You’ve never done anything innocently in your entire life.”

She took a slow step toward him instead of retreating, fingers brushing down the front of his shirt as though inspecting him for evidence of his supposed virtue.

Her gaze flicked up, catching him in the act of looking.

“Enjoying the view?” she asked sweetly as she twirled on the spot.

The faintest flush warmed her cheeks,not from embarrassment, but from the thrill of being watched so openly.

She adjusted her collar with exaggerated composure as she finished her twirl.

“As for keeping a low profile,” she continued, lowering her voice as she closed the remaining distance between them.

“I believe you were the one attracting attention. I was merely… redirecting it.”

Her hand slid to rest at his waist, deliberate and steady.

“I don’t need to decompress,” she added, tilting her head as though considering him a puzzle she might enjoy solving.

“If anything, my day’s just improved.”

She leaned in, her lips not quite touching but just hovering near his ear.

“Now,” she murmured, breath warm against his skin.

“Are you going to keep staring, or were you planning to show me why we need an enchanted empty classroom?”

[phoebusmalfoy]

PheMi || Love goes by Haps; some Cupid Kills with Arrows, some with traps.

Phoebus could honestly commit mass murder at the moment. This Great Hall wasn’t like the one at Durmstrang. There the headmaster there would encourage quieter conversation, people spoke like actual human beings–unlike the banshees at the Gryffindor table. He was so very close to make the floating candles turn up-side-down and have them hurl unto their ever-open mouths. The thought made him smirk as he finished his food, though he left rather quickly afterwards.

His gaze was on the floor as he made his way back to the Slytherin Common Room. With any luck there was nobody there. With a bit more luck than that, Damia would be there. Their interactions after that certain incident in the corridor had been scarce. He feared that perhaps he has scared her away somehow, maybe that he had come on too strong for her liking. Phoebus knows he should be glad that she wasn’t so interested, that way he could keep away, and not get himself killed.

He couldn’t help himself. She was intoxicating.

What had happened thus far could be more than his sure execution, but she apparently liked him more than she let on, as he wasn’t dead quite yet. But if he were honest with himself, that was the least of his worries–his parents would surely kill him first before the Dark Lord could..

And to his own annoyance, the worry diminished as he saw her–the smirk on his face was there before he could stop it. Also before he knew it he had sat on the couch opposite to hers. 

“Surely you’re not reading that for the first time are you?” his smile was cheeky, he knew it was, but he didn’t care, he wanted to see her reaction, to have her talk to him–fucking hell what was he turning into. 

[mia-marvolo]

He could’ve laughed, though he was too preoccupied by his own new apparent fixation. A sharp sigh escaped his lips when he felt her tongue on his wound, unable to look away. He gripped the back of her neck slowly, pulling her lips to him in a fluid motion, his tongue didn’t wait for permission to enter her mouth, groaning as he tasted his own blood. 

She grunted harshly into his mouth as he licked his blood from her blood. She moaned, rocking against him and shuddering as a wave of aftershock flooded through her senses. “It seems I am not the only one with a fixation.” She purred against his lips, bitting down on his lower lip as her eyes locked onto his.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He smirked, loving her reactions to him almost more than his own need. “Jumpy little thing aren’t you..” he murmured, letting her bite him before capturing her lips again. Phoebus groaned into her mouth, gripping her waist when she wasn’t expecting it, unable to get enough of how sensitive she was for him. 

[mia-marvolo]

Mia returned his moan, her nails raking over his chest, another moan filtering through their lips as she felt the wounds she’d made earlier. She gasped as he gripped her waist, twitching against him, her nails digging into his chest harshly in response: her eyes watching his, eager to see any reactions from him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He chuckled into her mouth, his ego inflating more than it should be allowed to every time she twitched and grunted for him. He liked that sound. He liked making her feel like this. He smiled when her nails dug in harder, a groan of his own coming out of his mouth. “Look at you, my dicks not even deep inside you anymore and you’re still twitching like I haven let you come…”

[mia-marvolo]

“We both know I’d come whether you let me or not. Well, who’s fault is that?” She purred back at him, “I’d quite happily still be twitching against your cock, but it seems you couldn’t take it any longer, seeing as you pulled out, such a shame.” She smirked at him wickedly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Aww is that what you think? keep telling yourself that…” He shot back, shit-eating grin still unwavering. “Insatiable little thing aren’t you?” He chuckled, slackening his grip only to tighten it once more. “Shame indeed.” He whispered into her ear, not quite letting himself give in, but loving to see her react this way.

[mia-marvolo]

“You’re the one that’s missing out.” She purred, “Imagine, if only you’d been able to handle it, just think how good my tight little cunt squeezing and twitching against your cock would feel.” She smirked, biting her lower lip as she gazed at him, “We’ll have to work on your stamina.” She purred into his ear, biting down on the lobe roughly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He laughed, she was entertaining a part of him he didn’t know was there. “I don’t need to imagine dear, I know exactly how that feels.” Phe remained close to her as he spoke, before biting her neck as hard as he could without actually injuring her. “But seeing as how my cock has made you so eager for more–” he shoved two fingers inside her, pumping them into her quickly, his other hand gripped her hair so he could watch her reaction. “I’d say my stamina pretty good, but I wouldn’t deny such an eager little helper.”

[mia-marvolo]

She watched him intently as he moved, her eyes darting towards his hand, watching to see what he’d do. She couldn’t help herself, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as his fingers entered her. She allowed herself a few seconds to enjoy herself, a deep grunting moan escaping her lips. Before her eyes snapped back open and she grinned at him menacingly for but a moment before she reacted. “Your fingers don’t count towards your stamina. That’s cheating.” She snarled playfully as she dug her nails into his wrists pulse point - she used the distraction to push his fingers out of her whilst simultaneously flicking his other hand from her hair with her other hand. She gripped both of his wrists and held them above his head as she smirked at him wickedly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

Immediately after she started talking he started going harder, faster, wanting her to trip over her words. “Who says you get to decide what’s fair? Who says you make the rules? Any rules?” He smirked, watching her face—watching too intently seeing as she caught him off guard. Pinning his wrists down. He laughed, letting her get exactly two seconds of triumph before easily overpowering her, flicking his own wrists to grip hers instead. He wrestled her hands behind her back, now taking both her wrists with one hand and gripping her jaw with his free hand. “cheeky little thing aren’t you.” He squeezed her face, making sure to hurt her as he grinned. This was too fun…

[mia-marvolo]

She giggled as he pinned her wrists down, immediately straining against him, physically of course he was stronger than her, she could use magic against him but she quite enjoyed their little trysts.

She groaned as he squeezed her face, licking her lips as she stared him down, “Well, here I am, completely powerless in your grasp.” She grinned wickedly, “Problem is it doesn’t seem like you have the stamina to do anything about it.” She goaded him, loving nothing more than to wind him up and let him go.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He didn’t know if he’d ever laughed this much while doing such things with someone before; but he didn’t want to stop anytime soon. “You’ve got a very unfair definition of stamina.” He simply replied, before shoving two fingers in-depth her again. He didn’t wait for a retort, simply ramming them into her as hard and fast as he could, making sure he hurt her. He wanted her to feel nothing but his marks on her long after they were done.

“why does me throwing you around and holding you up not count?” He asked breathlessly, not letting up on his motions against her. “Surely that must count for something.”

[mia-marvolo]

“Hey! I think my definition is more than fair, I just have a very high level of expectation. I suppose I am just used to a higher quality of - hmmm - what shall we call it? Participation?” She snorted, managing to stifle her grown as he moved upon her once more.

“Cheating once again I see. I shall have to deduct points you know. Any one would think you’re struggling to keep up.” She grinned at him, raising an eyebrow.

She kept eye contact with him, loving his movements against her, the pain only adding to her enjoyment. Truly, she could do this all day, the back and forth was intoxicating. She thrived off the fact that he matched her so effortlessly.

“You’re the one always telling me I weigh nothing, I insist that I am heavy and you shouldn’t hoick me around so much. Alas, you don’t listen and tell me that I am no bother to lift, so no, that does not count towards your stamina by your own admission.” She smirked back at him, before sticking her tongue out.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Participation” he scoffed, “you never mentioned a points system—thats hardly fair on your part” he insisted, his grin still plastered on his face. She was funny, he’s not going to tell her that, but she was. He loved it. The more he got of this the more he needed, it was hard to see if there would be an end to such a cycle. He knew he should be concerned about this, but he couldn’t find it in himself to be, not now.

“Even a small parcel is hard to carry after very long” he retorted easily, his voice even despite his rough motions against her. “Anyway i hardly need to justify myself to you—you wont even remember your own name soon enough” he taunted, immediately taking her tongue in his mouth, swirling it around with his own before biting her. His groan came muffled in between the chaotic connection of their lips.

[mia-marvolo]

Mia broke from his mouth intaking a sharp breath, though the smile that curved across her lips was anything but shaken.

“A points system,” she echoed, smoothing her thumb over the mark he’d left - as though appraising his work.

“My darling drummer boy, life is a points system. You simply keep losing.”

His words should have unsettled her. Yet they didn’t.

“Even a small parcel is hard to carry?” she repeated, brows lifting in mock sympathy. “Careful. That almost sounded like an admission.”

When he pulled her back in, his mouth claiming hers with a reckless heat, she answered him in kind. Not yielding. Never yielding.

Her hands fisted in his shirt, dragging him closer instead of shrinking away. If he meant to overwhelm her, he would have to try harder than that.

She felt the bite and answered it with one of her own. Yet hers was slower, more deliberate. Her teeth grazing his lower lip before soothing the sting with the sweep of her tongue.

She leaned her forehead against his, their breath mingling, Her fingers traced down his chest, unhurried, confident.

Her voice was a whisper laced with velvet and yet threaded with challenge.

“Go on,” she dared softly. “Remind me.”

[phoebusmalfoy]

“You can’t avoid me forever” 

Mia sat up straight as the familiar voice both peaked her curiosity and freaked her the fuck out. Her eyes widened as she suddenly saw herself from behind, like someone projecting a video inside her mind. She scrambled to regain her bearings, blocking him away as hard as she could. How the fuck was he able to do that!? She was taught by the best! She’ll need to write to Bellatrix quickly after lessons end today…

Phoebus was also taught by the best. Bella was his mother after all, not that anyone was aware of that fact…

Phe smirked from behind her, entirely too smug to hide his face. If he were honest, he didn’t think it’d work. He also didn’t think it’d work so well, able to show her exactly what he wanted without letting her explore further into his thoughts. 

“don’t worry little one, I’m only passing a note…”

He showed her how he’d spent his last few nights, how he thought of her, how badly he still needed her. Even showing her the things he was thinking about doing to her, what he will  do to her once he’s able to get her alone again. It may be a gamble, but if anything she’d like the power trip…

Damia didn’t feel him trying to explore her thoughts, none of her own memories resurfaced.. this was new. It was new and she was worried that she wasn’t worried–what the fuck…the images he was giving her were too distracting for her to actually process this… She did take solace in the fact that he was wanking to her as much she was to him…

“If you want to return the favor, I’d love to show you how…”

He stood up as class ended, slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaving without looking at her.

Mia stayed seated, debating on whether to follow or get him murdered…

Phoebus all but skipped away, glad no one has quite noticed him enough to ask what he was so happy about in such ‘dire times’. He did stroll slowly, all but convinced she’d trail him. If the sex wasn’t enough he knew he peaked her curiosity with his little Legimency trick…

[phoebusmalfoy]

mia-marvolo

Her eyebrow raised as he spoke bd she chucked as he continued, “such a fiend, so ungentlemanly, thinking such things about such a reputable lady as myself.” She mocked.” Wrinkling her nose at him.

She looked up at the classroom door as he spoke, time always seemed to move faster when he was around and she’d hardly noticed the walk here, it was as if it had taken no time at all. He was certainly a fun distraction and that was very welcome right now that much she knew for sure.

She watched him closely as he kissed her hand, though she didn’t resist as she held it out for him “I think I shall be just fine without you. Though I’m not sure just how you’ll cope. You know where I am if the withdrawals get too much to bear.” She winked at him cheekily.

“Hmmmm.” She pondered, twitching her lips, “I suppose you’ll just have to come here after lesson and see if I am in the mood to humour you once more. Though I’d suggest you make it on time, I shan’t wait around.” She teased, enjoying their little back and forth far too much.

“As adorable as it is, don’t you worry about me. I’ll simply have to cope, as you will.” He smirked, though his presence wasn’t going unnoticed, he couldn’t muster enough want to care. Let them stare, no one would believe them if they spoke to the wrong people anyway.

“I suppose I will, and you’ll have to see if I find it in myself to make it all the way back here or if I’m the one who’ll get bored, maybe you’ll have to wait and see.” He shrugged in retort. His grin was not moving away from his lips, it was too much fun. He hadn’t found someone able to do this so well as she has, it was like a drug, finding your match—in banter anyway.

“Until then, I suppose…” he winked, before seeing her enter the classroom.

They continued this little game for the rest for their lessons, each time they’d meet up the tension only got higher; it was thrilling, each thing he threw at her she threw back with as much enthusiasm.

“End of your last class at last little one, are you quite bored of me yet or are you willing to spare a little more time for an extra lesson with me?” He asked, smirking down at her as he saw her.

[mia-marvolo]

The tension between them was palpable, she couldn’t deny he was wonderfully fun to play with. He’d managed to match her back and forth all day and she very much appreciated it. She rarely found someone who managed to get so on the level with her whom she could serve with so seamlessly. So far he was ticking enough boxes to keep her interested, for now.

She finished up her last lesson and made her way out of the classroom, a little smirk flittering across her lips as she saw him once more.

“I am a little bored of you, but luckily I am feeling generous so I shall grace with my presence a while longer.” She teased, winking up at him. “Ooh a lesson, how thrilling, more school work.” She chuckled rolling her eyes, “I do hope your lesson will be worth my while.” She mused, her bright blue eyes looking up at him challengingly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Oh well thank you so very much” he played along, the corner of his mouth pulling upwards a she winked at him. He chuckled as he placed an arm around her, leading her down the corridors.

“You haven’t really experienced by teaching style—you’ll hardly call it schoolwork” he murmured into her ear, his hand sliding down her body to squeeze her hip, “Surely you’ll have to have an open mind…” he snorted a little, unable to stop himself from making a stupid joke.

Phoebus kept them out of the way of most of the people, a feeble attempt to not draw the attention they were clearly getting from onlookers.

[mia-marvolo]

Mia noticed the looks as she walked, she couldn't help chuckle to herself.

"You'll have people talking you know Lord Falmoy." She smirked up at him, "Walking me through the corridors, this arm around me, you're dancing a thin line. Though I can't say I mind." She chuckled, nudging against him.

She pushed him harder as he made his joke, shaking her head up at him, "I do hope your teaching is better than your comedy." She teased.

As they rounded a corner they walked into an almost empty corridor. Empty aside from a gaggle of girls who were giggling and watching from her side of the far wall, Mia keep her eyes on them, it was rather obvious they were talking about her and her new "boy toy."

She wanted until they were close enough and then lunged at them, a wicked look in her eyes,

"Perhaps you should learn some manners. I suggest you keep your thoughts to yourself, if I hear any more gossip, or little lies spill from your tongue. Well, I may just have to - cut them out." She hissed playfully. Though her tone was light, the way she hissed made her intentions very clear.

The girls fell over themselves trying to get away down the corridor, muttering apologies and promises to not repeat such words again, as they stumbled away. They didn't take their eyes from her, walking backwards until they could round the nearest corner and run.

"Well, that was fun." She said as she smirked back at Phoebus.

[phoebusmalfoy]

PheMi || Love goes by Haps; some Cupid Kills with Arrows, some with traps.

Phoebus could honestly commit mass murder at the moment. This Great Hall wasn’t like the one at Durmstrang. There the headmaster there would encourage quieter conversation, people spoke like actual human beings–unlike the banshees at the Gryffindor table. He was so very close to make the floating candles turn up-side-down and have them hurl unto their ever-open mouths. The thought made him smirk as he finished his food, though he left rather quickly afterwards.

His gaze was on the floor as he made his way back to the Slytherin Common Room. With any luck there was nobody there. With a bit more luck than that, Damia would be there. Their interactions after that certain incident in the corridor had been scarce. He feared that perhaps he has scared her away somehow, maybe that he had come on too strong for her liking. Phoebus knows he should be glad that she wasn’t so interested, that way he could keep away, and not get himself killed.

He couldn’t help himself. She was intoxicating.

What had happened thus far could be more than his sure execution, but she apparently liked him more than she let on, as he wasn’t dead quite yet. But if he were honest with himself, that was the least of his worries–his parents would surely kill him first before the Dark Lord could..

And to his own annoyance, the worry diminished as he saw her–the smirk on his face was there before he could stop it. Also before he knew it he had sat on the couch opposite to hers. 

“Surely you’re not reading that for the first time are you?” his smile was cheeky, he knew it was, but he didn’t care, he wanted to see her reaction, to have her talk to him–fucking hell what was he turning into. 

[mia-marvolo]

He could’ve laughed, though he was too preoccupied by his own new apparent fixation. A sharp sigh escaped his lips when he felt her tongue on his wound, unable to look away. He gripped the back of her neck slowly, pulling her lips to him in a fluid motion, his tongue didn’t wait for permission to enter her mouth, groaning as he tasted his own blood. 

She grunted harshly into his mouth as he licked his blood from her blood. She moaned, rocking against him and shuddering as a wave of aftershock flooded through her senses. “It seems I am not the only one with a fixation.” She purred against his lips, bitting down on his lower lip as her eyes locked onto his.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He smirked, loving her reactions to him almost more than his own need. “Jumpy little thing aren’t you..” he murmured, letting her bite him before capturing her lips again. Phoebus groaned into her mouth, gripping her waist when she wasn’t expecting it, unable to get enough of how sensitive she was for him. 

[mia-marvolo]

Mia returned his moan, her nails raking over his chest, another moan filtering through their lips as she felt the wounds she’d made earlier. She gasped as he gripped her waist, twitching against him, her nails digging into his chest harshly in response: her eyes watching his, eager to see any reactions from him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He chuckled into her mouth, his ego inflating more than it should be allowed to every time she twitched and grunted for him. He liked that sound. He liked making her feel like this. He smiled when her nails dug in harder, a groan of his own coming out of his mouth. “Look at you, my dicks not even deep inside you anymore and you’re still twitching like I haven let you come…”

[mia-marvolo]

“We both know I’d come whether you let me or not. Well, who’s fault is that?” She purred back at him, “I’d quite happily still be twitching against your cock, but it seems you couldn’t take it any longer, seeing as you pulled out, such a shame.” She smirked at him wickedly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Aww is that what you think? keep telling yourself that…” He shot back, shit-eating grin still unwavering. “Insatiable little thing aren’t you?” He chuckled, slackening his grip only to tighten it once more. “Shame indeed.” He whispered into her ear, not quite letting himself give in, but loving to see her react this way.

[mia-marvolo]

“You’re the one that’s missing out.” She purred, “Imagine, if only you’d been able to handle it, just think how good my tight little cunt squeezing and twitching against your cock would feel.” She smirked, biting her lower lip as she gazed at him, “We’ll have to work on your stamina.” She purred into his ear, biting down on the lobe roughly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He laughed, she was entertaining a part of him he didn’t know was there. “I don’t need to imagine dear, I know exactly how that feels.” Phe remained close to her as he spoke, before biting her neck as hard as he could without actually injuring her. “But seeing as how my cock has made you so eager for more–” he shoved two fingers inside her, pumping them into her quickly, his other hand gripped her hair so he could watch her reaction. “I’d say my stamina pretty good, but I wouldn’t deny such an eager little helper.”

[mia-marvolo]

She watched him intently as he moved, her eyes darting towards his hand, watching to see what he’d do. She couldn’t help herself, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as his fingers entered her. She allowed herself a few seconds to enjoy herself, a deep grunting moan escaping her lips. Before her eyes snapped back open and she grinned at him menacingly for but a moment before she reacted. “Your fingers don’t count towards your stamina. That’s cheating.” She snarled playfully as she dug her nails into his wrists pulse point - she used the distraction to push his fingers out of her whilst simultaneously flicking his other hand from her hair with her other hand. She gripped both of his wrists and held them above his head as she smirked at him wickedly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

Immediately after she started talking he started going harder, faster, wanting her to trip over her words. “Who says you get to decide what’s fair? Who says you make the rules? Any rules?” He smirked, watching her face—watching too intently seeing as she caught him off guard. Pinning his wrists down. He laughed, letting her get exactly two seconds of triumph before easily overpowering her, flicking his own wrists to grip hers instead. He wrestled her hands behind her back, now taking both her wrists with one hand and gripping her jaw with his free hand. “cheeky little thing aren’t you.” He squeezed her face, making sure to hurt her as he grinned. This was too fun…

[mia-marvolo]

She giggled as he pinned her wrists down, immediately straining against him, physically of course he was stronger than her, she could use magic against him but she quite enjoyed their little trysts.

She groaned as he squeezed her face, licking her lips as she stared him down, “Well, here I am, completely powerless in your grasp.” She grinned wickedly, “Problem is it doesn’t seem like you have the stamina to do anything about it.” She goaded him, loving nothing more than to wind him up and let him go.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He didn’t know if he’d ever laughed this much while doing such things with someone before; but he didn’t want to stop anytime soon. “You’ve got a very unfair definition of stamina.” He simply replied, before shoving two fingers in-depth her again. He didn’t wait for a retort, simply ramming them into her as hard and fast as he could, making sure he hurt her. He wanted her to feel nothing but his marks on her long after they were done.

“why does me throwing you around and holding you up not count?” He asked breathlessly, not letting up on his motions against her. “Surely that must count for something.”

[mia-marvolo]

"Hey! I think my definition is more than fair, I just have a very high level of expectation. I suppose I am just used to a higher quality of - hmmm - what shall we call it? Participation?" She snorted, managing to stifle her grown as he moved upon her once more.

"Cheating once again I see. I shall have to deduct points you know. Any one would think you're struggling to keep up." She grinned at him, raising an eyebrow.

She kept eye contact with him, loving his movements against her, the pain only adding to her enjoyment. Truly, she could do this all day, the back and forth was intoxicating. She thrived off the fact that he matched her so effortlessly.

"You're the one always telling me I weigh nothing, I insist that I am heavy and you shouldn't hoick me around so much. Alas, you don't listen and tell me that I am no bother to lift, so no, that does not count towards your stamina by your own admission." She smirked back at him, before sticking her tongue out.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“You can’t avoid me forever” 

Mia sat up straight as the familiar voice both peaked her curiosity and freaked her the fuck out. Her eyes widened as she suddenly saw herself from behind, like someone projecting a video inside her mind. She scrambled to regain her bearings, blocking him away as hard as she could. How the fuck was he able to do that!? She was taught by the best! She’ll need to write to Bellatrix quickly after lessons end today…

Phoebus was also taught by the best. Bella was his mother after all, not that anyone was aware of that fact…

Phe smirked from behind her, entirely too smug to hide his face. If he were honest, he didn’t think it’d work. He also didn’t think it’d work so well, able to show her exactly what he wanted without letting her explore further into his thoughts. 

“don’t worry little one, I’m only passing a note…”

He showed her how he’d spent his last few nights, how he thought of her, how badly he still needed her. Even showing her the things he was thinking about doing to her, what he will  do to her once he’s able to get her alone again. It may be a gamble, but if anything she’d like the power trip…

Damia didn’t feel him trying to explore her thoughts, none of her own memories resurfaced.. this was new. It was new and she was worried that she wasn’t worried–what the fuck…the images he was giving her were too distracting for her to actually process this… She did take solace in the fact that he was wanking to her as much she was to him…

“If you want to return the favor, I’d love to show you how…”

He stood up as class ended, slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaving without looking at her.

Mia stayed seated, debating on whether to follow or get him murdered…

Phoebus all but skipped away, glad no one has quite noticed him enough to ask what he was so happy about in such ‘dire times’. He did stroll slowly, all but convinced she’d trail him. If the sex wasn’t enough he knew he peaked her curiosity with his little Legimency trick…

[phoebusmalfoy]

mia-marvolo

Her eyebrow raised as he spoke bd she chucked as he continued, “such a fiend, so ungentlemanly, thinking such things about such a reputable lady as myself.” She mocked.” Wrinkling her nose at him.

She looked up at the classroom door as he spoke, time always seemed to move faster when he was around and she’d hardly noticed the walk here, it was as if it had taken no time at all. He was certainly a fun distraction and that was very welcome right now that much she knew for sure.

She watched him closely as he kissed her hand, though she didn’t resist as she held it out for him “I think I shall be just fine without you. Though I’m not sure just how you’ll cope. You know where I am if the withdrawals get too much to bear.” She winked at him cheekily.

“Hmmmm.” She pondered, twitching her lips, “I suppose you’ll just have to come here after lesson and see if I am in the mood to humour you once more. Though I’d suggest you make it on time, I shan’t wait around.” She teased, enjoying their little back and forth far too much.

“As adorable as it is, don’t you worry about me. I’ll simply have to cope, as you will.” He smirked, though his presence wasn’t going unnoticed, he couldn’t muster enough want to care. Let them stare, no one would believe them if they spoke to the wrong people anyway.

“I suppose I will, and you’ll have to see if I find it in myself to make it all the way back here or if I’m the one who’ll get bored, maybe you’ll have to wait and see.” He shrugged in retort. His grin was not moving away from his lips, it was too much fun. He hadn’t found someone able to do this so well as she has, it was like a drug, finding your match—in banter anyway.

“Until then, I suppose…” he winked, before seeing her enter the classroom.

They continued this little game for the rest for their lessons, each time they’d meet up the tension only got higher; it was thrilling, each thing he threw at her she threw back with as much enthusiasm.

“End of your last class at last little one, are you quite bored of me yet or are you willing to spare a little more time for an extra lesson with me?” He asked, smirking down at her as he saw her.

[mia-marvolo]

The tension between them was palpable, she couldn't deny he was wonderfully fun to play with. He'd managed to match her back and forth all day and she very much appreciated it. She rarely found someone who managed to get so on the level with her whom she could serve with so seamlessly. So far he was ticking enough boxes to keep her interested, for now.

She finished up her last lesson and made her way out of the classroom, a little smirk flittering across her lips as she saw him once more.

"I am a little bored of you, but luckily I am feeling generous so I shall grace with my presence a while longer." She teased, winking up at him. "Ooh a lesson, how thrilling, more school work." She chuckled rolling her eyes, "I do hope your lesson will be worth my while." She mused, her bright blue eyes looking up at him challengingly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

PheMi || Love goes by Haps; some Cupid Kills with Arrows, some with traps.

Phoebus could honestly commit mass murder at the moment. This Great Hall wasn’t like the one at Durmstrang. There the headmaster there would encourage quieter conversation, people spoke like actual human beings–unlike the banshees at the Gryffindor table. He was so very close to make the floating candles turn up-side-down and have them hurl unto their ever-open mouths. The thought made him smirk as he finished his food, though he left rather quickly afterwards.

His gaze was on the floor as he made his way back to the Slytherin Common Room. With any luck there was nobody there. With a bit more luck than that, Damia would be there. Their interactions after that certain incident in the corridor had been scarce. He feared that perhaps he has scared her away somehow, maybe that he had come on too strong for her liking. Phoebus knows he should be glad that she wasn’t so interested, that way he could keep away, and not get himself killed.

He couldn’t help himself. She was intoxicating.

What had happened thus far could be more than his sure execution, but she apparently liked him more than she let on, as he wasn’t dead quite yet. But if he were honest with himself, that was the least of his worries–his parents would surely kill him first before the Dark Lord could..

And to his own annoyance, the worry diminished as he saw her–the smirk on his face was there before he could stop it. Also before he knew it he had sat on the couch opposite to hers. 

“Surely you’re not reading that for the first time are you?” his smile was cheeky, he knew it was, but he didn’t care, he wanted to see her reaction, to have her talk to him–fucking hell what was he turning into. 

[mia-marvolo]

He could’ve laughed, though he was too preoccupied by his own new apparent fixation. A sharp sigh escaped his lips when he felt her tongue on his wound, unable to look away. He gripped the back of her neck slowly, pulling her lips to him in a fluid motion, his tongue didn’t wait for permission to enter her mouth, groaning as he tasted his own blood. 

She grunted harshly into his mouth as he licked his blood from her blood. She moaned, rocking against him and shuddering as a wave of aftershock flooded through her senses. “It seems I am not the only one with a fixation.” She purred against his lips, bitting down on his lower lip as her eyes locked onto his.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He smirked, loving her reactions to him almost more than his own need. “Jumpy little thing aren’t you..” he murmured, letting her bite him before capturing her lips again. Phoebus groaned into her mouth, gripping her waist when she wasn’t expecting it, unable to get enough of how sensitive she was for him. 

[mia-marvolo]

Mia returned his moan, her nails raking over his chest, another moan filtering through their lips as she felt the wounds she’d made earlier. She gasped as he gripped her waist, twitching against him, her nails digging into his chest harshly in response: her eyes watching his, eager to see any reactions from him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He chuckled into her mouth, his ego inflating more than it should be allowed to every time she twitched and grunted for him. He liked that sound. He liked making her feel like this. He smiled when her nails dug in harder, a groan of his own coming out of his mouth. “Look at you, my dicks not even deep inside you anymore and you’re still twitching like I haven let you come…”

[mia-marvolo]

“We both know I’d come whether you let me or not. Well, who’s fault is that?” She purred back at him, “I’d quite happily still be twitching against your cock, but it seems you couldn’t take it any longer, seeing as you pulled out, such a shame.” She smirked at him wickedly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Aww is that what you think? keep telling yourself that…” He shot back, shit-eating grin still unwavering. “Insatiable little thing aren’t you?” He chuckled, slackening his grip only to tighten it once more. “Shame indeed.” He whispered into her ear, not quite letting himself give in, but loving to see her react this way.

[mia-marvolo]

“You’re the one that’s missing out.” She purred, “Imagine, if only you’d been able to handle it, just think how good my tight little cunt squeezing and twitching against your cock would feel.” She smirked, biting her lower lip as she gazed at him, “We’ll have to work on your stamina.” She purred into his ear, biting down on the lobe roughly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He laughed, she was entertaining a part of him he didn’t know was there. “I don’t need to imagine dear, I know exactly how that feels.” Phe remained close to her as he spoke, before biting her neck as hard as he could without actually injuring her. “But seeing as how my cock has made you so eager for more–” he shoved two fingers inside her, pumping them into her quickly, his other hand gripped her hair so he could watch her reaction. “I’d say my stamina pretty good, but I wouldn’t deny such an eager little helper.”

[mia-marvolo]

She watched him intently as he moved, her eyes darting towards his hand, watching to see what he’d do. She couldn’t help herself, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as his fingers entered her. She allowed herself a few seconds to enjoy herself, a deep grunting moan escaping her lips. Before her eyes snapped back open and she grinned at him menacingly for but a moment before she reacted. “Your fingers don’t count towards your stamina. That’s cheating.” She snarled playfully as she dug her nails into his wrists pulse point - she used the distraction to push his fingers out of her whilst simultaneously flicking his other hand from her hair with her other hand. She gripped both of his wrists and held them above his head as she smirked at him wickedly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

Immediately after she started talking he started going harder, faster, wanting her to trip over her words. “Who says you get to decide what’s fair? Who says you make the rules? Any rules?” He smirked, watching her face—watching too intently seeing as she caught him off guard. Pinning his wrists down. He laughed, letting her get exactly two seconds of triumph before easily overpowering her, flicking his own wrists to grip hers instead. He wrestled her hands behind her back, now taking both her wrists with one hand and gripping her jaw with his free hand. “cheeky little thing aren’t you.” He squeezed her face, making sure to hurt her as he grinned. This was too fun…

[mia-marvolo]

She giggled as he pinned her wrists down, immediately straining against him, physically of course he was stronger than her, she could use magic against him but she quite enjoyed their little trysts.

She groaned as he squeezed her face, licking her lips as she stared him down, "Well, here I am, completely powerless in your grasp." She grinned wickedly, "Problem is it doesn't seem like you have the stamina to do anything about it." She goaded him, loving nothing more than to wind him up and let him go.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“You can’t avoid me forever” 

Mia sat up straight as the familiar voice both peaked her curiosity and freaked her the fuck out. Her eyes widened as she suddenly saw herself from behind, like someone projecting a video inside her mind. She scrambled to regain her bearings, blocking him away as hard as she could. How the fuck was he able to do that!? She was taught by the best! She’ll need to write to Bellatrix quickly after lessons end today…

Phoebus was also taught by the best. Bella was his mother after all, not that anyone was aware of that fact…

Phe smirked from behind her, entirely too smug to hide his face. If he were honest, he didn’t think it’d work. He also didn’t think it’d work so well, able to show her exactly what he wanted without letting her explore further into his thoughts. 

“don’t worry little one, I’m only passing a note…”

He showed her how he’d spent his last few nights, how he thought of her, how badly he still needed her. Even showing her the things he was thinking about doing to her, what he will  do to her once he’s able to get her alone again. It may be a gamble, but if anything she’d like the power trip…

Damia didn’t feel him trying to explore her thoughts, none of her own memories resurfaced.. this was new. It was new and she was worried that she wasn’t worried–what the fuck…the images he was giving her were too distracting for her to actually process this… She did take solace in the fact that he was wanking to her as much she was to him…

“If you want to return the favor, I’d love to show you how…”

He stood up as class ended, slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaving without looking at her.

Mia stayed seated, debating on whether to follow or get him murdered…

Phoebus all but skipped away, glad no one has quite noticed him enough to ask what he was so happy about in such ‘dire times’. He did stroll slowly, all but convinced she’d trail him. If the sex wasn’t enough he knew he peaked her curiosity with his little Legimency trick…

[mia-marvolo]

He frowned as she showed him what seemed to be a thinly veiled threat, “now no one likes a knife over their head Little One–not a metaphoric one anyway…” he Rolled his eyes, scoffing a little bit, though his smirk remained on his face. Phe raised his eyebrow as he watched how McGonagall reacted–by all accounts it was a bit of an extreme reaction for the old woman. Though the idea that she wielded such power was certainly intriguing. Her father was a prodigy in his own right, as well as holding an immense amount of influence. Phe shouldn’t be surprised to see such a successful play pan out this way. Even Snape, with all the knowledge he has as a turn-coat, played his part willingly. “Well little one, I do still hope you keep such people at arms-length, though it seems like you know that already. You’d have a successful career as an actress were the world not the way it is” He laughed as she spoke out loud to him, he responded with a small shrug. “I suppose I’ll have to keep an eye on you–for safety.” he retorted, looking her over before they were interrupted. He turned back around smirking when she continued their conversation. “I suppose it is my loss–though it certainly doesn’t stop me from escorting you to your class anyway, wouldn’t you agree?” He turned back around to glance at her, smirk ever-present. “No end to your talents” he spoke in a quiet, mocking voice, sure Slughorn wouldn’t hear. “A lofty claim, seemingly deserved though…” he observed, looking her over once more.

“Oh come on, you should know me better than that by now. If I was holding any knife to you, it certainly wouldn’t be over your head, it would be carving a lovely little pattern into your chest so that I could - hmm, I am sure you know the rest.” Her face didn’t react, except for a tiny hint of a smirk that crossed her lips as she projected the image of their past tryst into his mind.

“If I was threatening you, well, you would know, I don’t do thinly veiled, it is not my style.”

“Oh fear not, I keep most people at arms length, you just happen to be lucky enough to be allowed inside my private space…. for now.”

She smirked as he spoke of keeping an eye on her for safety, raising her eyebrow at him. Their times together had been anything but safe.

“Hmm, I may let you escort me, it is quite the honour you know?” She smirked at him once more, her eyebrow raising further.

“You’re welcome.” She said out loud to him as Slughorn praised his potion, she flashed Phoebus a cheeky grin, taking a little mock bow.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He had to stifle a chuckle by biting his lip as she spoke. his own lip twitching into a smirk before returning to normal. “I do, I really do.” he retorted.licking his lips slowly before “I’ll be sure to remember that my little one, don’t worry”

“Lucky to be in your private space am I? I suppose the same does go for you, strictly speaking.” 

“I am well and truly honored Little one, I’ll assume such responsibility with great care….”

He rolled his eyes, at her, though he nodded curtly at Slughorn before the old man tottled away, “Show off” he grumbled, the smirk in his face still prevalent.

[mia-marvolo]

She grinned at him as he grumbled at her, taking another mock bow and snickering, “I can’t help it if you are jealous of my many talents, you should think yourself lucky I have graced you with some of them today. It is quite the honour.” She said to him teasingly.

She packed up her equipment and grabbed her bag, watching him intently as she did. “So, will you not be going out of your way? Transfiguration and Astronomy are hardly next to each other,” She chuckled, “It will be soooooo far for you to walk to your lesson once you have escorted me. I would realllllly hate for you to put yourself out, or suffer in any way shape or form just for little old me.” She teased him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“I’d be happier if you stopped being so smug…Merlin that must be how I must have come across to people in Durmstrang” he made a small groan of annoyance leave his mouth before replacing the grimace with his usual smirk. He got his things together quickly, and placed a hand at the small of. Her back, ushering her out of the class as they were dismissed.

“I assure you, the long trip will be well worth being able to escort you to your next class.” He chuckled, taking her hand and making it wrap around his arm, patting her hand a little before letting it go. “It’ll be alright, if I knew it’d be too much trouble, I wouldn’t have offered in the first place.” He winked, making his way through the halls easily, weaving through the people with anyone so much as giving him a second glance.

[mia-marvolo]

“Of course you’d still offer if it was trouble, you love trouble.” She chucked as she placed her hand against him arm and walked with him. “Just as we both know that in actuality, I’d happily make you suffer.” She laughed heartily, flexing her hand and digging her nails into his arm for a moment playfully. “Still, here we both are.” She said, looking across at him for a moment before looking back where she as going once more.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Oh am I?” He laughed, voice dripping with amusement. “Hardly says two words to me and thinks she’s got me all figured out” he continued, as if talking to himself out loud. At her next statement he bent down, making sure his mouth grazed her ear before replying “let me be clear little one, you make me suffer because I let you.” he pulled back without so much as a glance in her direction, leading her towards her next class.

[mia-marvolo]

She chuckled as he spoke into her ear, shaking her head and tutting loudly, “My darling you are sorely mistaken. Still, if that’s what you need to tell yourself to sleep at night then who am I to burst your bubble.” She teased, nudging against him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

Phoebus turned to look down at her, smirking as if she’d told him an amusing factoid. “You do factor into how I sleep at night, thought it is in a different context…oh, look, we’re here.” He all but pouted at her as they stopped a few feet from the door, “now little one, don’t miss me too much–I’ll certainly try my best.” He took her hand, bending down and making sure he had her gaze on his before he kissed it. “I do hope you’re willing to let me take you to your next destination after your class is done, i will wait for you here.” He straightened his back, smirk unable to leave his face.

[mia-marvolo]

Her eyebrow raised as he spoke bd she chucked as he continued, “such a fiend, so ungentlemanly, thinking such things about such a reputable lady as myself.” She mocked.” Wrinkling her nose at him.

She looked up at the classroom door as he spoke, time always seemed to move faster when he was around and she’d hardly noticed the walk here, it was as if it had taken no time at all. He was certainly a fun distraction and that was very welcome right now that much she knew for sure.

She watched him closely as he kissed her hand, though she didn’t resist as she held it out for him “I think I shall be just fine without you. Though I’m not sure just how you’ll cope. You know where I am if the withdrawals get too much to bear.” She winked at him cheekily.

“Hmmmm.” She pondered, twitching her lips, “I suppose you’ll just have to come here after lesson and see if I am in the mood to humour you once more. Though I’d suggest you make it on time, I shan’t wait around.” She teased, enjoying their little back and forth far too much.

[phoebusmalfoy]

PheMi || Love goes by Haps; some Cupid Kills with Arrows, some with traps.

Phoebus could honestly commit mass murder at the moment. This Great Hall wasn’t like the one at Durmstrang. There the headmaster there would encourage quieter conversation, people spoke like actual human beings–unlike the banshees at the Gryffindor table. He was so very close to make the floating candles turn up-side-down and have them hurl unto their ever-open mouths. The thought made him smirk as he finished his food, though he left rather quickly afterwards.

His gaze was on the floor as he made his way back to the Slytherin Common Room. With any luck there was nobody there. With a bit more luck than that, Damia would be there. Their interactions after that certain incident in the corridor had been scarce. He feared that perhaps he has scared her away somehow, maybe that he had come on too strong for her liking. Phoebus knows he should be glad that she wasn’t so interested, that way he could keep away, and not get himself killed.

He couldn’t help himself. She was intoxicating.

What had happened thus far could be more than his sure execution, but she apparently liked him more than she let on, as he wasn’t dead quite yet. But if he were honest with himself, that was the least of his worries–his parents would surely kill him first before the Dark Lord could..

And to his own annoyance, the worry diminished as he saw her–the smirk on his face was there before he could stop it. Also before he knew it he had sat on the couch opposite to hers. 

“Surely you’re not reading that for the first time are you?” his smile was cheeky, he knew it was, but he didn’t care, he wanted to see her reaction, to have her talk to him–fucking hell what was he turning into. 

[mia-marvolo]

He could’ve laughed, though he was too preoccupied by his own new apparent fixation. A sharp sigh escaped his lips when he felt her tongue on his wound, unable to look away. He gripped the back of her neck slowly, pulling her lips to him in a fluid motion, his tongue didn’t wait for permission to enter her mouth, groaning as he tasted his own blood. 

She grunted harshly into his mouth as he licked his blood from her blood. She moaned, rocking against him and shuddering as a wave of aftershock flooded through her senses. “It seems I am not the only one with a fixation.” She purred against his lips, bitting down on his lower lip as her eyes locked onto his.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He smirked, loving her reactions to him almost more than his own need. “Jumpy little thing aren’t you..” he murmured, letting her bite him before capturing her lips again. Phoebus groaned into her mouth, gripping her waist when she wasn’t expecting it, unable to get enough of how sensitive she was for him. 

[mia-marvolo]

Mia returned his moan, her nails raking over his chest, another moan filtering through their lips as she felt the wounds she’d made earlier. She gasped as he gripped her waist, twitching against him, her nails digging into his chest harshly in response: her eyes watching his, eager to see any reactions from him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He chuckled into her mouth, his ego inflating more than it should be allowed to every time she twitched and grunted for him. He liked that sound. He liked making her feel like this. He smiled when her nails dug in harder, a groan of his own coming out of his mouth. “Look at you, my dicks not even deep inside you anymore and you’re still twitching like I haven let you come…”

[mia-marvolo]

“We both know I’d come whether you let me or not. Well, who’s fault is that?” She purred back at him, “I’d quite happily still be twitching against your cock, but it seems you couldn’t take it any longer, seeing as you pulled out, such a shame.” She smirked at him wickedly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Aww is that what you think? keep telling yourself that…” He shot back, shit-eating grin still unwavering. “Insatiable little thing aren’t you?” He chuckled, slackening his grip only to tighten it once more. “Shame indeed.” He whispered into her ear, not quite letting himself give in, but loving to see her react this way.

[mia-marvolo]

“You’re the one that’s missing out.” She purred, “Imagine, if only you’d been able to handle it, just think how good my tight little cunt squeezing and twitching against your cock would feel.” She smirked, biting her lower lip as she gazed at him, “We’ll have to work on your stamina.” She purred into his ear, biting down on the lobe roughly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He laughed, she was entertaining a part of him he didn’t know was there. “I don’t need to imagine dear, I know exactly how that feels.” Phe remained close to her as he spoke, before biting her neck as hard as he could without actually injuring her. “But seeing as how my cock has made you so eager for more–” he shoved two fingers inside her, pumping them into her quickly, his other hand gripped her hair so he could watch her reaction. “I’d say my stamina pretty good, but I wouldn’t deny such an eager little helper.”

[mia-marvolo]

She watched him intently as he moved, her eyes darting towards his hand, watching to see what he’d do. She couldn’t help herself, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as his fingers entered her. She allowed herself a few seconds to enjoy herself, a deep grunting moan escaping her lips. Before her eyes snapped back open and she grinned at him menacingly for but a moment before she reacted. “Your fingers don’t count towards your stamina. That’s cheating.” She snarled playfully as she dug her nails into his wrists pulse point - she used the distraction to push his fingers out of her whilst simultaneously flicking his other hand from her hair with her other hand. She gripped both of his wrists and held them above his head as she smirked at him wickedly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“You can’t avoid me forever” 

Mia sat up straight as the familiar voice both peaked her curiosity and freaked her the fuck out. Her eyes widened as she suddenly saw herself from behind, like someone projecting a video inside her mind. She scrambled to regain her bearings, blocking him away as hard as she could. How the fuck was he able to do that!? She was taught by the best! She’ll need to write to Bellatrix quickly after lessons end today…

Phoebus was also taught by the best. Bella was his mother after all, not that anyone was aware of that fact…

Phe smirked from behind her, entirely too smug to hide his face. If he were honest, he didn’t think it’d work. He also didn’t think it’d work so well, able to show her exactly what he wanted without letting her explore further into his thoughts. 

“don’t worry little one, I’m only passing a note…”

He showed her how he’d spent his last few nights, how he thought of her, how badly he still needed her. Even showing her the things he was thinking about doing to her, what he will  do to her once he’s able to get her alone again. It may be a gamble, but if anything she’d like the power trip…

Damia didn’t feel him trying to explore her thoughts, none of her own memories resurfaced.. this was new. It was new and she was worried that she wasn’t worried–what the fuck…the images he was giving her were too distracting for her to actually process this… She did take solace in the fact that he was wanking to her as much she was to him…

“If you want to return the favor, I’d love to show you how…”

He stood up as class ended, slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaving without looking at her.

Mia stayed seated, debating on whether to follow or get him murdered…

Phoebus all but skipped away, glad no one has quite noticed him enough to ask what he was so happy about in such ‘dire times’. He did stroll slowly, all but convinced she’d trail him. If the sex wasn’t enough he knew he peaked her curiosity with his little Legimency trick…

[mia-marvolo]

He frowned as she showed him what seemed to be a thinly veiled threat, “now no one likes a knife over their head Little One–not a metaphoric one anyway…” he Rolled his eyes, scoffing a little bit, though his smirk remained on his face. Phe raised his eyebrow as he watched how McGonagall reacted–by all accounts it was a bit of an extreme reaction for the old woman. Though the idea that she wielded such power was certainly intriguing. Her father was a prodigy in his own right, as well as holding an immense amount of influence. Phe shouldn’t be surprised to see such a successful play pan out this way. Even Snape, with all the knowledge he has as a turn-coat, played his part willingly. “Well little one, I do still hope you keep such people at arms-length, though it seems like you know that already. You’d have a successful career as an actress were the world not the way it is” He laughed as she spoke out loud to him, he responded with a small shrug. “I suppose I’ll have to keep an eye on you–for safety.” he retorted, looking her over before they were interrupted. He turned back around smirking when she continued their conversation. “I suppose it is my loss–though it certainly doesn’t stop me from escorting you to your class anyway, wouldn’t you agree?” He turned back around to glance at her, smirk ever-present. “No end to your talents” he spoke in a quiet, mocking voice, sure Slughorn wouldn’t hear. “A lofty claim, seemingly deserved though…” he observed, looking her over once more.

“Oh come on, you should know me better than that by now. If I was holding any knife to you, it certainly wouldn’t be over your head, it would be carving a lovely little pattern into your chest so that I could - hmm, I am sure you know the rest.” Her face didn’t react, except for a tiny hint of a smirk that crossed her lips as she projected the image of their past tryst into his mind.

“If I was threatening you, well, you would know, I don’t do thinly veiled, it is not my style.”

“Oh fear not, I keep most people at arms length, you just happen to be lucky enough to be allowed inside my private space…. for now.”

She smirked as he spoke of keeping an eye on her for safety, raising her eyebrow at him. Their times together had been anything but safe.

“Hmm, I may let you escort me, it is quite the honour you know?” She smirked at him once more, her eyebrow raising further.

“You’re welcome.” She said out loud to him as Slughorn praised his potion, she flashed Phoebus a cheeky grin, taking a little mock bow.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He had to stifle a chuckle by biting his lip as she spoke. his own lip twitching into a smirk before returning to normal. “I do, I really do.” he retorted.licking his lips slowly before “I’ll be sure to remember that my little one, don’t worry”

“Lucky to be in your private space am I? I suppose the same does go for you, strictly speaking.” 

“I am well and truly honored Little one, I’ll assume such responsibility with great care….”

He rolled his eyes, at her, though he nodded curtly at Slughorn before the old man tottled away, “Show off” he grumbled, the smirk in his face still prevalent.

[mia-marvolo]

She grinned at him as he grumbled at her, taking another mock bow and snickering, “I can’t help it if you are jealous of my many talents, you should think yourself lucky I have graced you with some of them today. It is quite the honour.” She said to him teasingly.

She packed up her equipment and grabbed her bag, watching him intently as she did. “So, will you not be going out of your way? Transfiguration and Astronomy are hardly next to each other,” She chuckled, “It will be soooooo far for you to walk to your lesson once you have escorted me. I would realllllly hate for you to put yourself out, or suffer in any way shape or form just for little old me.” She teased him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“I’d be happier if you stopped being so smug…Merlin that must be how I must have come across to people in Durmstrang” he made a small groan of annoyance leave his mouth before replacing the grimace with his usual smirk. He got his things together quickly, and placed a hand at the small of. Her back, ushering her out of the class as they were dismissed.

“I assure you, the long trip will be well worth being able to escort you to your next class.” He chuckled, taking her hand and making it wrap around his arm, patting her hand a little before letting it go. “It’ll be alright, if I knew it’d be too much trouble, I wouldn’t have offered in the first place.” He winked, making his way through the halls easily, weaving through the people with anyone so much as giving him a second glance.

[mia-marvolo]

“Of course you’d still offer if it was trouble, you love trouble.” She chucked as she placed her hand against him arm and walked with him. “Just as we both know that in actuality, I’d happily make you suffer.” She laughed heartily, flexing her hand and digging her nails into his arm for a moment playfully. “Still, here we both are.” She said, looking across at him for a moment before looking back where she as going once more.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Oh am I?” He laughed, voice dripping with amusement. “Hardly says two words to me and thinks she’s got me all figured out” he continued, as if talking to himself out loud. At her next statement he bent down, making sure his mouth grazed her ear before replying “let me be clear little one, you make me suffer because I let you.” he pulled back without so much as a glance in her direction, leading her towards her next class.

[mia-marvolo]

She chuckled as he spoke into her ear, shaking her head and tutting loudly, “My darling you are sorely mistaken. Still, if that’s what you need to tell yourself to sleep at night then who am I to burst your bubble.” She teased, nudging against him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

PheMi || Love goes by Haps; some Cupid Kills with Arrows, some with traps.

Phoebus could honestly commit mass murder at the moment. This Great Hall wasn’t like the one at Durmstrang. There the headmaster there would encourage quieter conversation, people spoke like actual human beings–unlike the banshees at the Gryffindor table. He was so very close to make the floating candles turn up-side-down and have them hurl unto their ever-open mouths. The thought made him smirk as he finished his food, though he left rather quickly afterwards.

His gaze was on the floor as he made his way back to the Slytherin Common Room. With any luck there was nobody there. With a bit more luck than that, Damia would be there. Their interactions after that certain incident in the corridor had been scarce. He feared that perhaps he has scared her away somehow, maybe that he had come on too strong for her liking. Phoebus knows he should be glad that she wasn’t so interested, that way he could keep away, and not get himself killed.

He couldn’t help himself. She was intoxicating.

What had happened thus far could be more than his sure execution, but she apparently liked him more than she let on, as he wasn’t dead quite yet. But if he were honest with himself, that was the least of his worries–his parents would surely kill him first before the Dark Lord could..

And to his own annoyance, the worry diminished as he saw her–the smirk on his face was there before he could stop it. Also before he knew it he had sat on the couch opposite to hers. 

“Surely you’re not reading that for the first time are you?” his smile was cheeky, he knew it was, but he didn’t care, he wanted to see her reaction, to have her talk to him–fucking hell what was he turning into. 

[mia-marvolo]

He could’ve laughed, though he was too preoccupied by his own new apparent fixation. A sharp sigh escaped his lips when he felt her tongue on his wound, unable to look away. He gripped the back of her neck slowly, pulling her lips to him in a fluid motion, his tongue didn’t wait for permission to enter her mouth, groaning as he tasted his own blood. 

She grunted harshly into his mouth as he licked his blood from her blood. She moaned, rocking against him and shuddering as a wave of aftershock flooded through her senses. “It seems I am not the only one with a fixation.” She purred against his lips, bitting down on his lower lip as her eyes locked onto his.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He smirked, loving her reactions to him almost more than his own need. “Jumpy little thing aren’t you..” he murmured, letting her bite him before capturing her lips again. Phoebus groaned into her mouth, gripping her waist when she wasn’t expecting it, unable to get enough of how sensitive she was for him. 

[mia-marvolo]

Mia returned his moan, her nails raking over his chest, another moan filtering through their lips as she felt the wounds she’d made earlier. She gasped as he gripped her waist, twitching against him, her nails digging into his chest harshly in response: her eyes watching his, eager to see any reactions from him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He chuckled into her mouth, his ego inflating more than it should be allowed to every time she twitched and grunted for him. He liked that sound. He liked making her feel like this. He smiled when her nails dug in harder, a groan of his own coming out of his mouth. “Look at you, my dicks not even deep inside you anymore and you’re still twitching like I haven let you come…”

[mia-marvolo]

“We both know I’d come whether you let me or not. Well, who’s fault is that?” She purred back at him, “I’d quite happily still be twitching against your cock, but it seems you couldn’t take it any longer, seeing as you pulled out, such a shame.” She smirked at him wickedly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“Aww is that what you think? keep telling yourself that…” He shot back, shit-eating grin still unwavering. “Insatiable little thing aren’t you?” He chuckled, slackening his grip only to tighten it once more. “Shame indeed.” He whispered into her ear, not quite letting himself give in, but loving to see her react this way.

[mia-marvolo]

“You’re the one that’s missing out.” She purred, “Imagine, if only you’d been able to handle it, just think how good my tight little cunt squeezing and twitching against your cock would feel.” She smirked, biting her lower lip as she gazed at him, “We’ll have to work on your stamina.” She purred into his ear, biting down on the lobe roughly.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“You can’t avoid me forever” 

Mia sat up straight as the familiar voice both peaked her curiosity and freaked her the fuck out. Her eyes widened as she suddenly saw herself from behind, like someone projecting a video inside her mind. She scrambled to regain her bearings, blocking him away as hard as she could. How the fuck was he able to do that!? She was taught by the best! She’ll need to write to Bellatrix quickly after lessons end today…

Phoebus was also taught by the best. Bella was his mother after all, not that anyone was aware of that fact…

Phe smirked from behind her, entirely too smug to hide his face. If he were honest, he didn’t think it’d work. He also didn’t think it’d work so well, able to show her exactly what he wanted without letting her explore further into his thoughts. 

“don’t worry little one, I’m only passing a note…”

He showed her how he’d spent his last few nights, how he thought of her, how badly he still needed her. Even showing her the things he was thinking about doing to her, what he will  do to her once he’s able to get her alone again. It may be a gamble, but if anything she’d like the power trip…

Damia didn’t feel him trying to explore her thoughts, none of her own memories resurfaced.. this was new. It was new and she was worried that she wasn’t worried–what the fuck…the images he was giving her were too distracting for her to actually process this… She did take solace in the fact that he was wanking to her as much she was to him…

“If you want to return the favor, I’d love to show you how…”

He stood up as class ended, slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaving without looking at her.

Mia stayed seated, debating on whether to follow or get him murdered…

Phoebus all but skipped away, glad no one has quite noticed him enough to ask what he was so happy about in such ‘dire times’. He did stroll slowly, all but convinced she’d trail him. If the sex wasn’t enough he knew he peaked her curiosity with his little Legimency trick…

[mia-marvolo]

He frowned as she showed him what seemed to be a thinly veiled threat, “now no one likes a knife over their head Little One–not a metaphoric one anyway…” he Rolled his eyes, scoffing a little bit, though his smirk remained on his face. Phe raised his eyebrow as he watched how McGonagall reacted–by all accounts it was a bit of an extreme reaction for the old woman. Though the idea that she wielded such power was certainly intriguing. Her father was a prodigy in his own right, as well as holding an immense amount of influence. Phe shouldn’t be surprised to see such a successful play pan out this way. Even Snape, with all the knowledge he has as a turn-coat, played his part willingly. “Well little one, I do still hope you keep such people at arms-length, though it seems like you know that already. You’d have a successful career as an actress were the world not the way it is” He laughed as she spoke out loud to him, he responded with a small shrug. “I suppose I’ll have to keep an eye on you–for safety.” he retorted, looking her over before they were interrupted. He turned back around smirking when she continued their conversation. “I suppose it is my loss–though it certainly doesn’t stop me from escorting you to your class anyway, wouldn’t you agree?” He turned back around to glance at her, smirk ever-present. “No end to your talents” he spoke in a quiet, mocking voice, sure Slughorn wouldn’t hear. “A lofty claim, seemingly deserved though…” he observed, looking her over once more.

“Oh come on, you should know me better than that by now. If I was holding any knife to you, it certainly wouldn’t be over your head, it would be carving a lovely little pattern into your chest so that I could - hmm, I am sure you know the rest.” Her face didn’t react, except for a tiny hint of a smirk that crossed her lips as she projected the image of their past tryst into his mind.

“If I was threatening you, well, you would know, I don’t do thinly veiled, it is not my style.”

“Oh fear not, I keep most people at arms length, you just happen to be lucky enough to be allowed inside my private space…. for now.”

She smirked as he spoke of keeping an eye on her for safety, raising her eyebrow at him. Their times together had been anything but safe.

“Hmm, I may let you escort me, it is quite the honour you know?” She smirked at him once more, her eyebrow raising further.

“You’re welcome.” She said out loud to him as Slughorn praised his potion, she flashed Phoebus a cheeky grin, taking a little mock bow.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He had to stifle a chuckle by biting his lip as she spoke. his own lip twitching into a smirk before returning to normal. “I do, I really do.” he retorted.licking his lips slowly before “I’ll be sure to remember that my little one, don’t worry”

“Lucky to be in your private space am I? I suppose the same does go for you, strictly speaking.” 

“I am well and truly honored Little one, I’ll assume such responsibility with great care….”

He rolled his eyes, at her, though he nodded curtly at Slughorn before the old man tottled away, “Show off” he grumbled, the smirk in his face still prevalent.

[mia-marvolo]

She grinned at him as he grumbled at her, taking another mock bow and snickering, “I can’t help it if you are jealous of my many talents, you should think yourself lucky I have graced you with some of them today. It is quite the honour.” She said to him teasingly.

She packed up her equipment and grabbed her bag, watching him intently as she did. “So, will you not be going out of your way? Transfiguration and Astronomy are hardly next to each other,” She chuckled, “It will be soooooo far for you to walk to your lesson once you have escorted me. I would realllllly hate for you to put yourself out, or suffer in any way shape or form just for little old me.” She teased him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

“I’d be happier if you stopped being so smug…Merlin that must be how I must have come across to people in Durmstrang” he made a small groan of annoyance leave his mouth before replacing the grimace with his usual smirk. He got his things together quickly, and placed a hand at the small of. Her back, ushering her out of the class as they were dismissed.

“I assure you, the long trip will be well worth being able to escort you to your next class.” He chuckled, taking her hand and making it wrap around his arm, patting her hand a little before letting it go. “It’ll be alright, if I knew it’d be too much trouble, I wouldn’t have offered in the first place.” He winked, making his way through the halls easily, weaving through the people with anyone so much as giving him a second glance.

[mia-marvolo]

“Of course you’d still offer if it was trouble, you love trouble.” She chucked as she placed her hand against him arm and walked with him. “Just as we both know that in actuality, I’d happily make you suffer.” She laughed heartily, flexing her hand and digging her nails into his arm for a moment playfully. “Still, here we both are.” She said, looking across at him for a moment before looking back where she as going once more.

[phoebusmalfoy]

PheMi || Love goes by Haps; some Cupid Kills with Arrows, some with traps.

Phoebus could honestly commit mass murder at the moment. This Great Hall wasn’t like the one at Durmstrang. There the headmaster there would encourage quieter conversation, people spoke like actual human beings–unlike the banshees at the Gryffindor table. He was so very close to make the floating candles turn up-side-down and have them hurl unto their ever-open mouths. The thought made him smirk as he finished his food, though he left rather quickly afterwards.

His gaze was on the floor as he made his way back to the Slytherin Common Room. With any luck there was nobody there. With a bit more luck than that, Damia would be there. Their interactions after that certain incident in the corridor had been scarce. He feared that perhaps he has scared her away somehow, maybe that he had come on too strong for her liking. Phoebus knows he should be glad that she wasn’t so interested, that way he could keep away, and not get himself killed.

He couldn’t help himself. She was intoxicating.

What had happened thus far could be more than his sure execution, but she apparently liked him more than she let on, as he wasn’t dead quite yet. But if he were honest with himself, that was the least of his worries–his parents would surely kill him first before the Dark Lord could..

And to his own annoyance, the worry diminished as he saw her–the smirk on his face was there before he could stop it. Also before he knew it he had sat on the couch opposite to hers. 

“Surely you’re not reading that for the first time are you?” his smile was cheeky, he knew it was, but he didn’t care, he wanted to see her reaction, to have her talk to him–fucking hell what was he turning into. 

[mia-marvolo]

He could’ve laughed, though he was too preoccupied by his own new apparent fixation. A sharp sigh escaped his lips when he felt her tongue on his wound, unable to look away. He gripped the back of her neck slowly, pulling her lips to him in a fluid motion, his tongue didn’t wait for permission to enter her mouth, groaning as he tasted his own blood. 

She grunted harshly into his mouth as he licked his blood from her blood. She moaned, rocking against him and shuddering as a wave of aftershock flooded through her senses. “It seems I am not the only one with a fixation.” She purred against his lips, bitting down on his lower lip as her eyes locked onto his.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He smirked, loving her reactions to him almost more than his own need. “Jumpy little thing aren’t you..” he murmured, letting her bite him before capturing her lips again. Phoebus groaned into her mouth, gripping her waist when she wasn’t expecting it, unable to get enough of how sensitive she was for him. 

[mia-marvolo]

Mia returned his moan, her nails raking over his chest, another moan filtering through their lips as she felt the wounds she’d made earlier. She gasped as he gripped her waist, twitching against him, her nails digging into his chest harshly in response: her eyes watching his, eager to see any reactions from him.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He chuckled into her mouth, his ego inflating more than it should be allowed to every time she twitched and grunted for him. He liked that sound. He liked making her feel like this. He smiled when her nails dug in harder, a groan of his own coming out of his mouth. “Look at you, my dicks not even deep inside you anymore and you’re still twitching like I haven let you come…”

[mia-marvolo]

“We both know I’d come whether you let me or not. Well, who’s fault is that?” She purred back at him, “I’d quite happily still be twitching against your cock, but it seems you couldn’t take it any longer, seeing as you pulled out, such a shame.” She smirked at him wickedly.

[phemiphotos]

[phemiphotos]

[phemiphotos]

[phemiphotos]

You’ve never felt pain until you’ve felt love ....

[phoebusmalfoy]

“You can’t avoid me forever” 

Mia sat up straight as the familiar voice both peaked her curiosity and freaked her the fuck out. Her eyes widened as she suddenly saw herself from behind, like someone projecting a video inside her mind. She scrambled to regain her bearings, blocking him away as hard as she could. How the fuck was he able to do that!? She was taught by the best! She’ll need to write to Bellatrix quickly after lessons end today…

Phoebus was also taught by the best. Bella was his mother after all, not that anyone was aware of that fact…

Phe smirked from behind her, entirely too smug to hide his face. If he were honest, he didn’t think it’d work. He also didn’t think it’d work so well, able to show her exactly what he wanted without letting her explore further into his thoughts. 

“don’t worry little one, I’m only passing a note…”

He showed her how he’d spent his last few nights, how he thought of her, how badly he still needed her. Even showing her the things he was thinking about doing to her, what he will  do to her once he’s able to get her alone again. It may be a gamble, but if anything she’d like the power trip…

Damia didn’t feel him trying to explore her thoughts, none of her own memories resurfaced.. this was new. It was new and she was worried that she wasn’t worried–what the fuck…the images he was giving her were too distracting for her to actually process this… She did take solace in the fact that he was wanking to her as much she was to him…

“If you want to return the favor, I’d love to show you how…”

He stood up as class ended, slinging his bag over his shoulder and leaving without looking at her.

Mia stayed seated, debating on whether to follow or get him murdered…

Phoebus all but skipped away, glad no one has quite noticed him enough to ask what he was so happy about in such ‘dire times’. He did stroll slowly, all but convinced she’d trail him. If the sex wasn’t enough he knew he peaked her curiosity with his little Legimency trick…

[mia-marvolo]

He frowned as she showed him what seemed to be a thinly veiled threat, “now no one likes a knife over their head Little One–not a metaphoric one anyway…” he Rolled his eyes, scoffing a little bit, though his smirk remained on his face. Phe raised his eyebrow as he watched how McGonagall reacted–by all accounts it was a bit of an extreme reaction for the old woman. Though the idea that she wielded such power was certainly intriguing. Her father was a prodigy in his own right, as well as holding an immense amount of influence. Phe shouldn’t be surprised to see such a successful play pan out this way. Even Snape, with all the knowledge he has as a turn-coat, played his part willingly. “Well little one, I do still hope you keep such people at arms-length, though it seems like you know that already. You’d have a successful career as an actress were the world not the way it is” He laughed as she spoke out loud to him, he responded with a small shrug. “I suppose I’ll have to keep an eye on you–for safety.” he retorted, looking her over before they were interrupted. He turned back around smirking when she continued their conversation. “I suppose it is my loss–though it certainly doesn’t stop me from escorting you to your class anyway, wouldn’t you agree?” He turned back around to glance at her, smirk ever-present. “No end to your talents” he spoke in a quiet, mocking voice, sure Slughorn wouldn’t hear. “A lofty claim, seemingly deserved though…” he observed, looking her over once more.

“Oh come on, you should know me better than that by now. If I was holding any knife to you, it certainly wouldn’t be over your head, it would be carving a lovely little pattern into your chest so that I could - hmm, I am sure you know the rest.” Her face didn’t react, except for a tiny hint of a smirk that crossed her lips as she projected the image of their past tryst into his mind.

“If I was threatening you, well, you would know, I don’t do thinly veiled, it is not my style.”

“Oh fear not, I keep most people at arms length, you just happen to be lucky enough to be allowed inside my private space…. for now.”

She smirked as he spoke of keeping an eye on her for safety, raising her eyebrow at him. Their times together had been anything but safe.

“Hmm, I may let you escort me, it is quite the honour you know?” She smirked at him once more, her eyebrow raising further.

“You’re welcome.” She said out loud to him as Slughorn praised his potion, she flashed Phoebus a cheeky grin, taking a little mock bow.

[phoebusmalfoy]

He had to stifle a chuckle by biting his lip as she spoke. his own lip twitching into a smirk before returning to normal. “I do, I really do.” he retorted.licking his lips slowly before “I’ll be sure to remember that my little one, don’t worry”

“Lucky to be in your private space am I? I suppose the same does go for you, strictly speaking.” 

“I am well and truly honored Little one, I’ll assume such responsibility with great care….”

He rolled his eyes, at her, though he nodded curtly at Slughorn before the old man tottled away, “Show off” he grumbled, the smirk in his face still prevalent.

[mia-marvolo]

She grinned at him as he grumbled at her, taking another mock bow and snickering, “I can’t help it if you are jealous of my many talents, you should think yourself lucky I have graced you with some of them today. It is quite the honour.” She said to him teasingly.

She packed up her equipment and grabbed her bag, watching him intently as she did. “So, will you not be going out of your way? Transfiguration and Astronomy are hardly next to each other,” She chuckled, “It will be soooooo far for you to walk to your lesson once you have escorted me. I would realllllly hate for you to put yourself out, or suffer in any way shape or form just for little old me.” She teased him.