<div class="floatleft">(http://www.rachellsmith.com/home/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/Tom_Hopper_TheRakeMagazine_03-600x771@2x.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aleks Kozlov (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14666185#msg14666185)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Durmstrang 5th year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inches - Ebony - Dragon Heartstring<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse, private room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Trying to Flirt<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mack<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong></td></tr></tbody></table>When her slim hips rocked against his, it was all that Aleks could do to concentrate on retaining his control.   It had been…... some time since he had been with a woman, and with a woman like Mack?  He doubted he had ever.  There was something about her, some fire within that her flaming hair could only hint at, that drew him like the most eager of moths.  There was nothing that was going to get him to leave that room in that moment, and it would be a dark day indeed for anyone that tried to make them.<br/><br/>When she spoke in what was so very clearly a bedroom voice, Aleks felt his previous worries melting away, the space they left within him filling very suddenly with a very different emotion, one that had been threatening to take him over already.  When her hands raised to his buttons, Aleks at first expected Mack to take her time, and his jaw opened briefly in surprise as she popped his buttons free so quick that at first he assumed it was indeed magic.   Chuckling at her ‘Whoops’, he looked down his bare chest to where Mack straddled him, and he felt himself growing hard and pressing up against her.  “Clumsy of you…” He teased in return.<br/><br/>Sliding his hands lower from where they had paused, Aleks thread his fingers through the tattered ends of Mack’s shorts where they met the back of her thighs.  His strong arms pulling her harder against his growing arousal, turning her rolling hips into a definite grinding.  Watching as her sharp nail left a trail down his chest, only to be followed by her burning lips, Aleks freed a hand so recently and wonderfully placed to cup the back of her neck.   He was not sure if she was heading up or down, but he was ready either way.<br/><br/>At her words about not holding back, Aleks only grinned.  “As you wish, Mack.  And likewise…” He replied, his last words a whisper as he pulled her in for another breath stealing kiss, his body curling to keep her as pressed against his hard form as he could.<br/><br/>