โWhatsoever we fail to see, our dreams reveal to us. For some of us, the dreams never stop.โ
Independent & original portrayal of natural Seer and Potioneering progidy, ๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐. Descriptive. 21+ Dark & NSFW Themes. Era Flexible OC. Crossover & OC friendly.
As storybook as it would be for them to use a carriage, his love of flying made him already lean towards their brooms, so her words made him smirk.
"We'll fly then, I could take you on my broom, if you want." He mused, leaning over to leave a kiss on her cheek.
She just gives a soft giggle then leans into him and wraps her arms around his. Following him from the dorms.
โI am sure we can figure something out with the broom.โ She teases. โBut if you really want a carriage I wonโt complain.โ
"I have to, if I'm going to keep you by my side." With her in hand, he guided her out the same way he had come in, though his steps were bolder now, leading into the grounds outside the castle.
"Want me to conjure up a carriage? Don't think you planned on flying in that dress."
โYea, ready.โ She smiles as her eyes dropped over his form before moving so she was next to him.
โYou look good.โ Good enough she would pull him into her room and not go anywhere if it wasnโt for having to share.
"Hey there, all ready?"
A warm smile forms as he looks her over, gaze lingering for a few seconds longer before his eyes find hers, and he manages to find the rest of his words, taking her hand in his.
"You look... mesmerising."
While he was paying attention to the professor and making notes, an equal part of his mind was split to under the desk as well, fingers moving from her outer thigh to inner thigh, continuing the same caressing motion.
It's a good thing they were close to the back of the room, far less prying eyes as he moved one hand under the desk to rest on top of her leg, running it slowly along the stocking, from the sweater's hem to her knee. Smiling, he repeated the action, settling into a smooth rhythm.
The shift of her body and the smile she tried and almost failed to hide were all the consent he needed to continue, his eyes lingering at the hem of her sweater, right where it ended and the stockings began, a low hum escaping his lips.
"Then I'm honoured, and it looks even better on you than before."
He smirked back, eyes slowly making their way down her figure, as subtly as he could, not wanting to draw the professor's attention.
@IvyPosion11 Well, she's more than pretty, so even trolls have good taste, it seems.
Sounds like there'll be a chance for that soon, he's hearing a scratching sound coming from down the corridor.
He's often sneaking into the Forbidden Forest to get... inspiration for the creatures in his books. If she wants company next time, she knows where to find him.