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Post by James Potter on Apr 15, 2008 17:08:49 GMT -5
The chicken leg practically dropped from his hand and onto the kitchen floor when the girl moved his legs open, her body now in between them and her fingers running over his body whether ever she pleased. He looked down at the chicken for just a moment of contemplation as to whether or not to remark on that he had been eating that, but then again how could he keep his mind on his stomach when there was a pretty girl in front of him now moved on from just mindless flirting to something slightly more physical.
His eyebrows now raised he laughed slightly, “Big strong man?” he questioned, “Hardly words I’d used to describe myself but hey ho if it works for you I’ll go with it.” James’s gaze moved down to follow her finger tip that ran along his thigh, a smirk now very pronounced upon his features as he looked back to her face. She had said that she wasn’t easy, right? He had practically told her blatantly that he was a player, a cheat and a massive flirt with anything in a skirt but yet here she was wanting him to show her that side of him. How could he refuse? How could any red blooded male refuse but then she was teasing him, that was easy to see. James had seen it too many times before, girls wanting a reaction out of him and he knew exactly how to play along with it.
“Depends,” he replied to her request, “I might not be as easy to seduce as you thought. I don’t just go with any girl you know. I do have standards and a reputation to uphold. Infact how do you know I even fancy you? Sure you’re a pretty lass and all but I might have my sites on another girl. If you wanna see how James Potter is a ladies man then you might wanna make an offer that I can’t refuse instead of trying to play me at my own game and teasing me… you might get a reputation Sara and not the good kind.”
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Post by Sara Cromwell on Apr 15, 2008 17:35:27 GMT -5
Sara knew this one was going to be hard but hey, she was the Queen of Pranking. Although if Albus was here he would disagree and say he was King, but she could put up a reasonable argument. The only reason she knew of James was through his brother, other than all the girls running around talking about their stories with him. But she just ignored them. She wanted to have fun with this. Whether or not it didn't work, she had to admit it was pretty fun. Now she knew why he did this. It was still wrong but it was only once. How could it hurt?
She wraped her arms around his neck and linked her fingers together behind him. She took a few steps closer, centimeters away from eachother. She never took her eyes off of his. "Standards, eh?" she said with a smirk. "If you had your eyes on another girl then you would of pushed me off already. Or you would of atleast told me when you asked about my personal life. Besides, you started the flirting game. I'm just stepping it up." she lied. She looked down at the chicken on the floor and gave off a small laugh. "Plus you would of reached for another chicken leg." she stated as she looked back up at him.
She put on an innocent pout and said "What game? I just thought that maybe since we both are here...all alone, then we might want to keep eachother company." The more she went on the more fun she had. She really didn't even care if it worked, but the thrill of teasing the male species was too interesting to pass up. He was pretty hott but she didn't know him, other than what she had heard. She leaned in and wispered in his ear "Don't deny it. Your single and a player. You know I'm attractive. Just say it. You want me." she said with a innocent giggle. She gently and slowly nibbled on his ear and went down to his neck, giving it a slight peck before she returned her gaze back to his face.
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Post by James Potter on Apr 15, 2008 18:00:26 GMT -5
“I’ve already told you that I have a tendency to cheat on the girls I’m with,” he replied, “Why would I have of pushed you off just because I had my eye on some other bird? And anyways I didn’t start the flirting game I merely requested that I could help you in your process of recovery should you have just been dumped by your ex boyfriend and we concluded the fact that you didn’t. I think you have been the one that’s taken my flirting to the next level Miss. Cromwell and I must admit I am more than just slightly impressed on how hard you are trying to get a response out of me.”
His eyes closed as he felt her lips close over his ear, nibbling softly on the lobe before they moved down to his neck and not until they were face to face again did he open them. “What do you want from me Sara,” he whispered, “You trying to get a reaction outta me, wanting to be just another girl on the long list of those that have been with me or is it something more?” He moved his finger tips up to her waist and onto her bare skin, “Do you want a response?” They moved up very lightly over her toned stomach, barely touching but they kept moving up. Along her ribs, towards her breasts but the stopped instantly an inch away from them. James moved forwards, closing the gap between the two so that they’re lips touched but he did not kiss her. “Is that what you want?” he whispered upon her lips.
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Post by Sara Cromwell on Apr 15, 2008 18:23:51 GMT -5
Before Sara knew it she lost. She knew she did. She thought she could make him crumble to his knees but instead it was her who had fallen first. As he touched her gently on her tanned stomach she felt her stomach rumble. She wasn't hungry for she just had a large peice of cake but she had the feeling in her stomach of a million butterflies. She never got this even when she was with her ex boyfriend of six months. It wasn't strong but she was in front of a cute guy that was playing along. She immediately forgot her plan to tease him. "Well cheating isn't any good. But I'm not talking about dating. I'm just talking about fooling around." she didn't really know why she was saying this. It first started out as a little joke but now it had seemed to develop into a more serious conversation. Maybe it was the fact she was longing to some male companonship, or she just wanted to have some fun.
As they moved closer and closer Sara could feel her heart beat racing faster and faster. Maybe she had taken things a little too far but it was too late to stop now. The slight touch and wispers he gave her made her spine shiver. Now she knew why he had the reputation he had. The soft touch of their lips sticking together tempted her. She was lost in a trance. This was so unlike her but yet, for a split second she really didn't mind. He probally just wanted to play her like she was trying with him, or maybe he actually had a likeing to her. There was only one way to find out. She held him tighter as he spoke. Her breathing had gotten shorter and heavier with every word he spoke. Before she knew it she pulled him in a hard kiss, not realizing what she was doing. Running her fingers through the short strands of his hair she put all her effort into this kiss. Hopefully he wouldn't take any mind to it and wished to go further.
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Post by James Potter on Apr 16, 2008 16:02:58 GMT -5
Their lips touching though his eyes still open he looked directly into hers as he waited for her either to respond or pull away. He wasn’t going to make the first move, she was the one that had wanted to take things further so he would leave it up to her. He knew she was trying to get a reaction out of him, did she really want this so badly? Either way James wasn’t going to complain, here was a beautiful girl throwing himself at him but then he was used to that. He did find it quiet funny that she had been attempting to play him. How does anyone think their going to out play one of the most notorious flirts of Hogwarts School? Well she certainly wasn’t going to.
Of course James wasn’t surprised when she responded, her hands now running through his dark brown hair and her lips pressed hard against his. The boy smirking inwardly as she started to kiss him, hard, like this was all she wanted, desired and needed in her life right now. Even though he had won, in a sense he would still not give into this girl so easily. The boys hand that was just below her breast moved lightly over her soft skin, his free hands palm was placed upon her cheek as he pulled her face away from his gently.
“What‘s the rush?” he asked in a whisper, “I thought you were the one that wasn’t easy?” James’s eyes closed as he pulled her lips back into his, closing his eyes he kissed her very softly a couple of times before whispering upon her lips once more, “Is this what you really want?” he kissed her lightly a couple of times again but this time his tongue shallowly slipped into her slightly open mouth and his finger tips moved up, onto her breasts.
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Post by Sara Cromwell on Apr 16, 2008 16:30:32 GMT -5
After a few seconds of kissing she realized what she was doing. She quickly pulled away and looked at him, her breathing heavy and her eyes wide. "Oh my god. What am I doing?" she took a small step back and looked around, seeing if there were any house elves around. Luckily there wasn't. "I'm sorry." she said as she grabed her white robe and put it on. She didn't know what had gotten over her. She would of never guess that she would be kissing James Potter. She thought she had more self respect. Either she was incredibly lonely or he was damn good. She wanted to lean more towards him. After she put her robe on she turned to look at him, speechless on what to say next.
OOC: Srry its short
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Post by James Potter on Apr 17, 2008 18:29:49 GMT -5
James wasn’t exactly surprised when he felt the girl pull away from him. He hadn’t expected her to take this too far but it was more than easy to say that she had fallen for him. A smirk crossed the boys face as she hurried away to grab her night gown, the look of complete shock upon her face. He merely shrugged at her apology, “Was fun while it lasted I guess,” he said as he turned his head to look back to the chicken legs once more, “If you wanna do it again, I’ll be around… somewhere.” Removing a fresh leg James looked back to Sara, “And you were so close to being another girl on my long list, quite sad really.”
ooc ll as is mine
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Post by Sara Cromwell on Apr 17, 2008 19:34:55 GMT -5
Sara stoped and looked at him when he mentioned a list. She raised her eyebrow and walked back over to him, standing infront of his again like before. She crossed her arms over her chest and cocked her hips, putting most of her weight on one leg. "You list? You think I'm some sort of property? Should I feel privlaged if I was on it?" she said in a sarcastic tone. She didn't know what his problem was. He's lucky he's cute she thought. She moved a blonde strand from her face as she gave him a stern look.
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Post by James Potter on Apr 17, 2008 19:42:04 GMT -5
Taking a bite from the chicken he raised his eyebrows as the girl approached him once more. Removing his mouth he sighed, “I though you were leaving,” he muttered before looking up to her face from where he sat and then the same smirk did indeed appear upon his face once more. “Mmm,” he replied as his gaze moved over her body again, “Your only getting angry at me so that you get a rise out of me again, your really are hot when you angry Sara.” James winked at her before continuing, “List of girls I’ve been with, no need to get over protective sweets, I don’t think I own you now or anything. I mean its not like we’re going out.”
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Post by Sara Cromwell on Apr 17, 2008 19:54:44 GMT -5
She let out a sign. He was such a man. "Well, even if we did go out you wouldn't own me." she said. She couldn't picture herself with James. Even so, he would never go out with her. He was too much of a player and she was too stubborn for him. She looked at the chicken legs and quickly took a peice of meat and put it in her mouth, laughing slightly. "Hey you took a peice of my cake." she said, licking her fingers. It had seemed her anger had lifted, which was unusually quick for her. Normally she had a hot temper but it had seemed to be quickly faded.
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