Girl's Dormitory 1 (The O5)

[*giggles*]

Pansy Parkinson wrote:Her fingers felt the twitching behind his ribcage, its speed matching that of her own. Her stomach tumbled as he whispered in her ear. He needed her, and that thought excited her more than she figured it ever could have. Though Pansy was surprised when he was so quick to take off her shirt, at this point she didn't mind in the least. She eagerly wrapped her legs around his waist and let him carry her, let him place her as he wished, and she leaned over him, finally letting herself stare at his eyes. She smirked at his remark before pressing into his kiss with all the wild passion she didn't understand.

[SORRY... I have class, so this reply is lame. I'll be back in 3 hours when animation class is over, but I could try and sneak on my ipod a little... idk.]

Blaise was really getting into it when he head a noise, and looked over to where it came form. Dee was sat on her bed. Watching. Ew. Her eyes were wide and she was smiling manically, "Carry on..." She hinted rolling her hand. "More?" Blaise felt suddenly out of his comfort zone. And creeped out.

[It's called JOKING. GALLOPING GARGOYLES. I'M GOING TO WONDERLAND. WHERE THINGS MAKE SENSE.]

[TOO LATE. IT WAS OUT OF BRACKETS. IT WAS AN ACTION AND I ACKNOWLEDGE IT. Weirdo....]

[YOU ARE SUCH A RUDE CHILD.]

*RUNS AWAY OUT OF FEAR* YOU GROSS FREAKS.

Demetria Riddle wrote:[Lovely. I shall be here, on my unicorn bed, creeping.]

*IS ACTUALLY SITTING ON HER UNICORN BED WITH POPCORN AND WATCHING.... FREE LIVE ACTION PORN!*

[JUST FOR PROOF SO YOU CANT EDIT.]

Pansy sat up feeling quite a bit more awkward than she had felt in a long time. As the dormitory door slammed shut, she looked back at Blaise with a completely confused look on her face. Without her shirt, it was cold, and she laid down on the bed beside Blaise to curl up next to his warmth. "That was..." she mumbled, not really having the right words for the situation. Somewhere deep inside, she was almost glad it had stopped before it went too far. She still hadn't talked to Draco yet, and fully intended to do that before she made some kind of decision. Though as she smirked at Blaise, she knew in her heart that the decision had already been made.

[PARTY POOPER. lol. Tam would be disappointed in you for running from creeping IC. Weirdo.
Meh, our dorm's not rated anyway, and I don't feel like changing it. We'll save up for whatever Tam & Scorp have in store.]

*pokes head in the door and crawls to the side of the bed* THEY CAN'T SEE ME PRECIOUSS.

Blaise curled his arm around Pansy, feeling like it was time to stop. He was pretty sure he saw Dees hand go.... He stopped that thought before it made him puke. "I love you" He whispered, "Thanks for saving me in the common room the other day."

*giggles* Preciosss, do yous think they'll do the nasty-nasty?

Blaise stopped and sat up, "OKAY DEE. Thats it. This is just weird."

I is not Dee, I is Gollum. *jumps off Mount Doom*

Pansy laughed softly. "Good thing I saved your ass when I did. You'd be a lot worse off, I think. Where the hell would you be without me," she teased. She tried to ignore that she'd seen Dee running from the room. It was too weird. Instead she let her fingers trace out little shapes on his shoulder, distracting herself. She heard whispers and Blaise sat up, and Pansy glared over her shoulder, wondering if she'd found the gillyweed again.

Blaise pulled Pansy up to sitting and turned away from Dee, "Why is she watching? She is scaring me...."

*sniffs*

"I don't know," Pansy whispered back. "I'd say for you to kick her out, but after your failed fight in the common room, I'm not sure you could," she laughed.

I'M JUST TRYING TO COLOR IN MY DRUG COLORING BOOKS.

LEAVE ME ALONE.

"I had a broken rib!" Blaise exclaimed. He could kick arse if he wanted to! "We could try and gross her out?" Without waiting for an answer, Blaise flipped Pansy onto her back and pressed her against the bed ravashing her neck, kissing it up and down. He heard her let out a soft moan as he nibbled her collar bone. He pulled an arm up to her waist, rubbing his hand up and down her. He looked out of the corner of his eye and saw Dee was just sat wide eyed smilling insanly. She was enjoying it.

*is not actually watching contrary to popular belief*

Finding herself on her back being assaulted by his lips again, Pansy forgot completely about Dee who might or might not have been watching out of the corner of her eye from her coloring book. He kissed her neck, her weakest spot, and she couldn't suppress the noise that escaped her lips. She closed her eyes and somehow found herself talking to him between breaths. "Broken rib or not, you have to persuade me you can handle yourself."

Dee glances at Mr. Poogles. "Look for me. Are they making out? I hope not. That's gross. They could get an STD!"

"And" He kissed up her neck, "Am" Another kiss, "I" Kiss "Supposed" kiss "to do that?" He asked. He presed himself into her, kissing under her chin, nudging it with his nose.

Pansy's breaths were shallow now, quick. "Ofcourseyouare." It all came out as one word with one jagged breath. Her hands wandered his back, tracing the muscles that flexed as he moved above her.

GODDAMN ALL YOU PEOPLE. *runs away because Tam is a controlling bitch* *runs away*

"I think you're a bit over dressed don't you?" Blaise whispered, He rolled over, pulling Pansy ontop, running his hands over her waist band. He slipped her shirt over her hips, allowing her to wriggle out of it flinging it to the side, landing in Dee's face. "Your turn..." he breathed. She slide down his body, unbuckeling his pants pulling them down, and chucking them off, into Dees face AGAIN. Then rolled onto him again. He picked his heaup kissing her.


[Thats my last. They are in underwear]