<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"></span><div class="floatleft">(http://s13.postimage.org/tbe7h5cgz/007.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Name:</strong>  Rome Ivos Dotson.<br/><strong>Position:</strong> Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher.<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, North Tower, Dark Arts Lecture Hall.  <br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Svetlana.<br/><br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Every touch of her hands and lips at his skin sent sparks surging through his body, that lit up every pore of desire he had. The playful show of dominance was taken over by primal thoughts of lust and it's fulfillment all too quickly as she seized him in her needy grasp. The grin along his lips faded in place of a more lustful expression, his own lips trailing her skin as she spoke before she wrapped her arms around him. "And serve me you will..." He manged to whisper, though it was the last words he would manage to speak before she grasped him by his manhood and dragged him all the way down to the pits of feverish need and lust.<br/><br/>Just then, he felt er hands wrap around him and her body press against his own. Suddenly, he found the warm liquid that squirted out of her folds staining his own black pants and spreading quickly. The feeling seemed to spike an urge in him, and if not him then his length alone. It instantly seemed to harden and twitch at the warm, wet feeling that surrounded his erection, and his hips could not help but give a thrust forward to tease the clothed tip of his length against the source of the squirting liquid warmth. It was easier for him to find someone to, quite blanty, fuck and end his desire quickly much like she had a hard time finding a man to have her wetten herself so before the actual sin. Yet there was no one that could actually satisfy him, keep up with his beatings and ramming, actually match him and scream his name as she flooded him with a lust-filled climax. She was that gem, and when she pulled him into her realm of carnal need he could not escape it. <br/><br/>Before he knew it, his lustful thoughts were interrupted by the sound of falling buttons clicking as they hit the desk and the floor. His shirt slowly ripped in two, button after button, revealing his skin and flesh one by one to her. The act itself was more than enough to signal every neuron in his brain that the time for thought was over, that he would have her and fulfill his lustful thoughts right here on his desk. He, however, lacked the patience to rid her of the material that kept her naked body from him one by one like she did. His hands left her ass and hair, leaving her to hold onto his waist by flexing her thighs, and grabbed the shirt she wore. It slipped off of her shoulder, and so he grabbed hold of it's end by her neck, and the other end that laid along her upper arm. With a quick and sudden movement, a tear echoed throughout the halls as her shirt split in two and left what was hidden beneath them to reveal itself. <br/><br/>"I will do with you...what I do with all my subjects." he paused, and his hand wasted no time returning to her legs, and his fingers quickly grabbed hold of the button that locked her jeans and with a swift twist he had it unbuttoned. "<em>Discipline</em> them." Only then did he let his lips roam upwards and his teeth seize hold of her lower pair, a throaty hum resembling a moan escaping him as he tasted her finally. His tongue escaped him before his lips could lock with her own, finding hers and toying with it for a few moments, suspended between their mouths a few second before finally pressing his lips to her own in a hungry kiss.</span>