Hogwarts / Wizarding World AU

[flightforfreedom]

Like it says on the tin.

Feel free to use the plotting thread or just dump a top level and go for it.

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[flightforfreedom]

Yeah, I know, I've slept with half of them since. [ The easy quip makes it hard to tell if he's exaggerating or not.

He bites his lip at the pressure on her wrist, a smirk twitching beneath. ]

I can't tell if that's a threat or a promise. But yeah. I'm pretty sure. I haven't had a good tussle in weeks, and getting you so worked up that you'd beat me up just to get off sounds super hot, [ He flexed his fingers in her grip so they brushed her abdomen again. ]

[killtime]

Wonder if they're the same half I've slept with. [ The constant dryness of her voice makes it hard to tell if she's exaggerating or not too. ] Can't beat a rowdy Gryffindor for a quick fuck.

[ No secret which rowdy Gryffindor is her favorite though. She leans in to kiss that slight smirk, letting her teeth catch briefly on his lower lip. Her grip on him tightens ever so slightly when his fingertips brush her belly, putting pressure on the small bones for a moment before she loosens her grasp, half-daring him to try touching her properly. ]

I might have fun pinning you down, if that's what you want. [ Wryly: ] What's the safe word, babe? Fizzing Whizzbees?

[flightforfreedom]

Pretty sure they overlapped at least a little, because Jess Pava spent most of the time telling me how hot you were. [ He made it sound like a burden, but honestly, it had been pretty hot. Nothing like a quickie in a broom closest fantisizing about a mutual crush. ]

[ He can still feel the uncomfortable squeeze of her grip even after she releases it - his wrist aches faintly. She's always been stronger than him, which was at least fifty percent of the reason that he was already hard as a rock again. ]

I thought it was lemon drops?

[ If she was hoping for a real touch, she would be disappointed: he grazed his fingers over her skin with only enough pressure to be ticklish, hiking up the sweater a little further as he traced her ribs. ]

No - no wait your right, we changed it after I actually bought lemon drops and then it got too confusing.

[killtime]

Jess Pava never even saw me pissed off. You think she was missing out?

[ Her mockery is a little distracted this time — her attention diverted by his fingertips skimming up over her side, dragging up her borrowed sweater. She indulges the teasing for a good few seconds, letting his touch wander a moment before she's catching him by the arm again — and pulling this time, hard enough to drag him back down towards her before she swiftly spins him around, pinning that arm behind his back as she shoves him up against the counter.

Yeah. This bitch used to brawl way too much. No wand needed.

She presses up against his back, her tone a leisurely murmur: ]

Nobody gets me worked up like you do, Poe Dameron.