<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside North Tower, moving toward the Castle<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Professor Lupin<br/><br/><hr/><br/>To stay or to go? It was a fair enough question and it made her glance around for a brief moment. They'd wandered closer to the main square of the castle, but their leisurely pace meant that the tower still kept them partially hidden. Not enough that she would want to do more than they were, but enough that she could continue as they were with no embarrassment. Before she could actually answer though, he tipped his head, catching her lips once more and sending her thoughts flying. While he was kissing her, he was all that existed.<br/><br/>Parting her lips under his, she danced her tongue out, caressing his own and feeding a low purring of pleasure into him from her lips. She wanted more, more than they could accomplish out here, but she didn't want to break that contact long enough to get it at the same time. Feeling him lifting her once more she wrapped herself around him, legs tight around his hips, arms around his neck, using him and the wall for balance while her own passions boiled inside of her.<br/><br/>If he could have seen her eyes, he'd have seen a slight smirk playing through them, something slightly darker than the cheery girl she portrayed to everyone else, something that was given freer reign as she used the wall and her body to move against him. Tightening her legs she used the wall for leverage, rolling her hips to grind against his arousal in rocking circles. She set a rhythm that would have taken him deep and hard if there weren't layers of cloth between then, and groaned her frustration against his lips, even going so far as to nip at his own in playful aggression.<br/><br/>When he broke their kiss once more, her breathing was shallow, ragged, and the gaze that met his full of unspoken demands. Hearing the need in his own voice she stops him from kissing her once more, with a finger pressed to his lips so she can growl softly, "Then Apparate us somewhere without prying eyes!" With that need-filled order given she drops her finger from his lips, sliding her hand into his hair an drawing his head back down, her mouth, eager, hungry, demanding as she nips at his lower lip, dragging her teeth along it tauntingly before letting herself feast on his mouth once more.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Athena Stargazer-Smith<br/><strong>Position:</strong>PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the Dorms<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kiran<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Athena grinned listening to Kiran, glad he didn't seem to be judging her for her silly behaviour. It wasn't often she simply let that side of her out, by the time classes started it would be safely tucked back away where no one would think to find it. Sometimes though, she simply<em>had</em>to let out her exuberance, and to have been caught at it by someone who seemed to understand that was a pleasure in itself.<br/><br/>Letting him go on she gave a small shake of her head, "My Mother is the duelist in the family. She makes me practice with her when I'm home, but that's enough of dueling for me. Still I might have seen you when she was watching some dueling meet or other. If you're a second year though, I think it's more likely that I simply saw you around campus last year," she added with a warm smile.<br/><br/>"My own area of study is Magical Archaeology, specifically lost Magical cities, or lost magics from ancient civilizations. I also teach the Divination Basics course for the first years that are interested. That's more of my Mother's doing. I have the Sight at times, so my Mother thought it would be wise to teach me other divinatory arts beyond simple Prophecy,"  she said, giving a small shrug as if admitting that one spoke Prophecy from time to time was as normal as discussing a favorite book or movie. "What about you? What are you interested in other than dueling?"