The Kitchens

Gideon does definately not think Polly is a terrible kisser, as otherwise he would have found someone who was, although they wouldn't be nearly as attractive. On that note, Gideon pulls away from Polly slightly, but only enought to murmur, "You're gorgeous, you know that?", before he leans forward and goes back to kissing her, his hands sneaking onto her back and stroking in little circles on the soft skin. In the back of his mind, he hopes that his hands aren't too cold, and he also does notice Polly's hands in his hair, but right at this moment, couldn't really care less.

[And AJ hopes, in the back of her mind, that she's doing an okay job, but isn't too smutty to make us move this to Smutworld...]

[haha, i think we'll be okay. :3 and you're doing a great job *flails*]

Polly's face is getting terribly quaffley again. She'd respond to Gideon's lovely compliment but that would require removing her lips from his, and she doesn't really want that to stop. It was a bit surprising at first to feel his warm hands on her back, she hadn't noticed him untucking her shirt, but it felt good so she wasn't going to stop him. She's also a bit surprised that she's gotten away, so far, with having her hand in his hair. How lucky.

[Yay! AJ feels special, even though she has a 17-year-old male taking over her mind... and also thinks we're setting a Quaffle analogy record of some sort.]

Gideon can begin to feel heat radiating off Polly's skin, rather than seeing it, as he is rather to busy snogging her still. He supposes that she is blushing again, and if he could see her face would probably be thinking about how much he likes how she blushes all red and Quaffley whenever he compliments her. He is, after all, just looking for the attention. And he enjoys complimenting her. He continues to trace small circles and shapes on her back, attempting to sneak his hands higher, and is finding that he actually enjoys having her hands in his hair. Who would've thought?

[We've got the Quaffle analogies in the bag here. *high fives* ]

Polly figures she probably shouldn't go to a Quidditch game. EVER. One of the chasers may mistake her head for the Quaffle. And that would suck. She also figures that if she can get him more used to having her hands in his hair, he may start to enjoy it and then she can do it more often. Cause he has nice hair. Yep yep. She's not too sure about the direction his hands are heading, but it's a rather conflicting thought. Because it feels good, so she doesn't want him to stop.

Gideon would secretly agree, and try and remember never to take Polly to a Quidditch game. But he can't really hear her thoughts, so he just pulls away slightly, letting his hands fall back to her slim waist. "Should we, uh, go somewhere else?" He says, trying to get his breathing back to normal and his body to behave. He's not really doing a good job, and the hands on Polly's waist start tracing their little circles of their own accord again. She looks so gorgeous, with her face flushed and lips swollen, and her shirt beginning to ride up at the back.

Polly is having trouble, herself, with trying to get her breathing back to normal. It's rather difficult. She's never really been in this sort of situation, but she feels comfortable because she's with Gideon. The little circles he's tracing cause her to shiver slightly, in a good feeling sort of way of course. "Maybe we should..."
As long as they were still together. She didn't really want to take her eyes off of him either. He was very handsome, and incredibly sexy to her. Though she wasn't going to make a habit of saying that out loud. His head would explode, and that'd be messy and awkward inside AJ's head.

Gideon finally releases Polly's waist, grabbing her hand instead, and pulling her to her feet, flush up against his body. "Let's go then," he says, quite enthusiastically, and pulling her along behind, leaves the Kitchens in search of somewhere a little more... Private.

[Continued in the Empty Classroom in SmutWorld, for those creepers out there.]

Luna walks in, bored. She hops up on the counter and eats a chocolate covered strawberry. Yay for sexual fruits. Luna is cool. Eating in the kitchens alone. The counter is boring. She hops off and leans against it instead.

Rolf enters the kitchens, eager for something to eat. He pauses in the doorway when he spots Luna, having not seen her since that weird sex-ed class. His eyes fall to the chocolate strawberry in her hand, watching as she takes a bite out of it. He watches her take a few more bites, the whole thing appearing very sensual. Unable to wait any longer, he quietly enters the room some more, gets down low for a moment, then pounces like so:

"Ack!" Luna laughs as she's pounced on and tackled to the ground by a sexy Rolf. "Hey there. Felt the need to make a grand entrance, did you?" she asked grinning, not making any effort to push him off of her.

Rolf laughs, then kisses her lightly. "Sorry," he says with a smile as he pulls his mouth away from hers. "I didn't mean to originally, but something in me sort of...snapped when I saw you eating the strawberry. There was something rather... irresistible about it."

"Oh really now?" she asks with a wink. "Well it's nice to see you, Rolf. Even if you are crushing me a bit."

"Oh, sorry!" he says quickly while getting off of her and then holding out his hand to help her up. "And as always, it's great to see you too. How are you? Anything interesting happen since that weird class we had yesterday?"

She smiles as he helps her up. "It's fine. I didn't say that I didn't like it. Not much has happened...that class was-- interesting."

"Yeah...it was definitely...interesting. I mean, those pictures those?" he says grimacing as he recalls the blue waffle diagrams. "I think...I may be scarred for life. That was...disturbing. Horribly and terribly disturbing."

Luna laughs. "I really wish they weren't mandatory. Maybe she won't make us go to the next one since we were quiet...unlike some people."

"Yeah, quite a few of people were rather rude. Especially the Slytherins and then that one Gryffindor," he says referring to Viktor Krum. "Seems like quite a mix of people, in terms of...experience," he says thinking of people from Alice to Alecto and Neville to Severus.

"Yeah...Hopefully we won't have anymore of those classes. I think I've seen enough for one lifetime," she says with a small laugh.

"Yeah...I hope so," he agrees while walking over to the fridge and pulling out a drink. "Could you imagine sitting in that class and being Alice? I felt so bad for the poor girl. Then that guy that was next to her too. I mean, knowing that everyone around you has done much more than you have...must be an awkward time to be so innocent and inexperienced."

She giggles. "Yeah. I'm sure Viktor and that other guy making out in the back wasn't helping."

"Yeah, that was a bit rude of them. Poor guys must just be massively horny and have serious resistance in terms of their urges. Well, maybe that'll last them a while in life and they won't need wizarding viagra when they are older. I mean, could you see the Bulgarian Bon Bon as the spokesman for wizarding viagra? Nope! Just doesn't seem right. Though the other guy... maybe. He definitely is the weaker of the two. Definitely the submissive and quiet type."

"Tell me about it. In an adorable way though." She laughs at the thought of Viktor being in a viagra commercial. "I don't think he'll ever have trouble getting that broomstick off the ground."

"Yeah, it was rather... sweet," he says because Dom loves seeing gay couples in RL because it makes her heart go "awww", especially the older couples that just hold hands and are all cute, like the ones in Princeton. "And yeah, he's Viktor Krum. I'm sure he's never and never will have any trouble with any sort of broomstick."

Luna sighs because there are no gay couples in Arizona. "And neither would you, you panther, you," she says with a laugh.

"Panther?" he questions and laughs. "You think I'm a panther? Well...I guess I did sort of attack you before," he says with a sheepish grin. "Sorry about that, if I scared you or something."