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princeededdneddy:

“Yeah. Okay. I’ll see you there.” Ed tried not to laugh as he changed his voice, imitating the pop star still over the phone. He made his way to the art room, excitedly. Ed leaned against the doorway just admiring Coley from afar before saying “Oh. I’m sorry. The Harry Styles can’t come to the phone right now…”

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Colette was focused on starting at her painting. It was an abstract but she created it into something beautiful, a jungle. Although she’s never been to the jungle, she painted it like how she imagined. Hearing Edmond’s voice though, she turned and smiles. “Oh what a shame.. I was really expecting Harry!” She laughed, still holding her paint brush.

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[text:] Well if you head into the boy's dorm, you might see me or someone more good looking.

[calls:] “Hey Harry.. unfortunately I can’t go there since I’m busy but perhaps you can meet me in the art classroom?”

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[text:] Oh how rude of me, Princess. It's me, Harry... Styles. :)))

[text:] harry?! oh right, bonjour harry! when can I see you again?

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graysonalexandersawyer:

“Run it again” Grayson said as he watched the class, his eyes flicking from student to student, watching their form every part of the way. “You.” He said as he pointed to one of the students, “Back straight, arm extended full and flick your wrist.” He said. 

“Bonjour.” Colette cautiously walked in to the fencing practice. Generally she was here to see Ed, but the more she watched the more she got excited about the sport. “How can I try fencing? Is there a tryout?”

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ofcrown:

“I am at work. I have to be professional.” She simply replied, “How are you? Why are you out of bed, you should be resting.”

“I think you’re fine being a bit unprofessional to your own cousin.” Colette looked down, feeling a bit discouraged. “I’ve been in bed all day. I just wanted to walk around.”

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[Text:] Guess who's back, Coley?! Did you miss me?

Colette smiled back at her phone. [text:] who is this? pardon, i think you have the wrong number.

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theshieldofscotland:

“Andrew.” He held his hand out for her. “It’s nice to meet you, formally at least.” 

He stood up and dusted himself off. “Would you like some help?”

“It’s nice to meet you too!” Colette smiled back, holding out her hand so he can pull her up. “Would you like to come with me to the lake?”

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theshieldofscotland:

Andrew looked back at the young woman who came up to him. 

“I am alright.” He gave her a smile that showed maybe he wasn’t. “Where are you headed this beautiful day?”

“I was going to collect sand for an art piece!” Her voice rang, already smiling at the thought of her finished product. “Well, I’m glad you are all right! I’m Colette by the way, I don’t think I’ve introduced myself yet.”

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theshieldofscotland:

Andrew sat outside in the grass, looking over the landscape that was all around him. He longed to be back in Scotland. To be with his family, his grandfather. But he knew he needed to be here for now. He needed to learn more before he could go home. 

“Bonjour..” Colette’s soft voice evaded the silence outside. She was on her way to the lake and scavenge some sand for her new art piece but couldn’t help see some guy sitting in the grass. She was usually keen too on those who seemed sad. “Are you.. bien? Okay?”

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englishwelsh:

“You heard the good doctor. I should be fine in a few weeks.”

“T-That’s good to hear.” Colette nodded a bit, looking at him. “I uh.. never got to thank you for help saving me.. it was irresponsible, but I am very grateful, Eirwyn.”

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ofcrown:

“Why, yes, how can I help you?” Zara said from inside the infirmary. Since the attack, the wing has been filled with injured and traumatized students and staff that Zara didn’t have time to restock the clinic she volunteers at.

“Wow.. it’s like, sometimes you forget we’re related.” Colette’s smile disappeared at Zara’s too professional question.

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princeededdneddy:

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Colette nodded as she squeezed her eyes tight to focus on the feeling. His heaving breathing and rough movements began her build up again. "Edmond..." she moaned instead, refusing to say what she said earlier. Colette gasped even more as he was holding her breasts while still pounding. She felt herself building up and was about to cum. Without any warning, she moaned with enjoyment as her body went into an orgasm high, him holding strong made her legs shake. He didn't want to stop which made her buck her hips but he still held on. "B-baby! I'm c-cumming..!!"

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princeededdneddy:

Colette readied herself for the next round. She was definitely already sweating a bit, but she didn’t mind as the cool air was right on them. “N-No! I didn’t say that,” she tried to play off “I said more..more! I wanted more.” She laughed nervously, hoping she didn’t catch that lie.

Distracted by him going in again, she couldn’t help but let her body feel all the sensations. Edmond was going slow and steady letting Colette feel everything he was giving her. The room filled with their heavy breathing, the music of sex. “Edmond..” She moaned, feeling herself build up again. “Faster..” She told him, wanting him to pick up the pace. She wasn’t sure if just going faster was going to help her finish though. She wasn’t even sure how to do it because it was her first time. Colette already felt her build up going down just letting worried thoughts go through her head.

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duchess-ellie:

Ellie listened with a bit of a smile, starting to slowly warm up to the girl. This was especially true after she confirmed being Camille’s sister. “Oh, the middle sister, got it,” she said with a soft chuckle. “Artsy one right?”

Her lips pursed a bit at the mention of her first name but she nodded. “Yeah, Call me Ellie though. Most people do. It’s a lot simpler and less ‘fancy.'”

“Oui! That’s me. It’s a bit embarrassing how she always talks about my art.. even more than me.” She blushed a bit, thinking about her older sister. Colette and her sisters always got along, From descending order from oldest to youngest was the exactly same with their personalities, shyest to more social. “You must be really close to Camille if she talks to you about my art!”

“Okay, I’ll call you Bonnie.” She nods, giving her a big smile. Looking at Ellie’s postured, she giggled a bit. “Do you take social mannerisms class?”

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englishwelsh:

He wishes he could do something to make this better. However, Eirwyn knows the only way to do that’s an impossible feat. As soon as he saw Colette starting to tear up he felt his heart breaking.

“If you think that’s the best for us, then I won’t argue with you.” He says, his voice quivering from trying not to cry himself. 

“Eirwyn, s'il te plait.” She shook her head, seeing tears fill his eyes. This only made hers escape and dripped down onto her paint palette. 

It was harder than she thought. They weren’t even together for that long yet it hurt really deep. Perhaps because her best friend was to now have him unwillingly. Luck was never on Colette’s side. “I still want to be friends. I want to be happy for you, to hang out with you. Can we do that?”

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duchess-ellie:

Ellie kept up her forced smile as the other sat down and then nodded at her assessment. “Right you are,” she said, inhaling deeply and lifting her shoulders in a bit of a half shrug. “Duchess of Cairns. As for Camille, I know her well.” She smile was a bit more genuine that time. Perhaps it was because they were both masters and Ellie spent much more time around Camille then most french, she quite liked the princess. “Are you a duchess too or-” Her eyes narrowed and she leaned over a bit more. “No, wait. Are you Camille’s little sister ??”

“I’m a good guesser then!” Colette’s lips pulled into a big smile. “I knew Camille was very good friends with an Australian person, I sort of really guessed and guessed you.” Taking another bit of her apple, she chewed it slowly as the Duchess talked more. “Oui. I am. I’m the middle girl. There’s three of us.” She explained, placing her apple on her textbook. “Camille, then me Colette, then Marinette.” 

“Since you are friends with my sister, I’m going to assume you are Bonnie?”

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princeededdneddy:

Colette couldn’t gather words together to complete a sentence. Too much huffing and short gasps followed with many moans were the only noises that escaped her mouth. She let her lips latch onto his but constantly whimpered when he released his and went back to suck on the shallows of neck. She didn’t have to do much, Edmond being the one doing all the work but somehow she was getting hot herself. 

“Edmond...” She moaned a bit louder, not caring if she was getting louder. Luckily the music of her party was loud enough to muffle their activity right now. He began to go faster and deeper, only making her walls go tighter. The feeling of sex was blissful but whatever Edmond was doing right now was going the extra mile. Her G-Spot was having a field day right about now. Slowly her inner core was building up the faster he went. Her whole body began to tense. His thrusting, the kissed, her bare breasts, the high sensitivity. She was so close to orgasming but something was stopping her. The build up went away. “Mon amour...I mean.. Edmond.” She corrected herself, not knowing why she just let those French words slip out her mouth. “I.. I don’t know what happen.”