<div class="floatleft">(http://i896.photobucket.com/albums/ac161/boobytrap1993/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg) (http://s896.photobucket.com/user/boobytrap1993/media/02_zpsb359fd77.jpg.html)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy<br/><strong>Position:</strong> Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Castle Grounds, Student Housing. <br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Lily.<br/><br/></span><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Scorpius once again found himself wordless, something that seemed to be happening all too often around her. He hated how she looked at him, dissapointed and hurt. He didn't quite understand why he hated that so much, perhaps his feelings finally began to brew but at that moment there was too much going on for him to realize them. "Lily, wait, where are you going." His words, blurted out in haste as she stood up and left him sitting on the bed, smashing stuff into her bag and handing him the locket that was his favorite gift to ever buy her. He couldn't stop her, nor would she listen to him. He tried to hold on to her, to have her stay, his hands reaching for her own only to be ignored as she pushed more and more things into her bag.<br/><br/>Then, she told him to go and apologized, yet that left such a sour taste in his mouth. It was not what he wanted, nor what made him feel better. He did not understand his own feelings, yet with what she was doing, he clearly knew he was being hurt. She, however, seemed to be more hurt than he was and he could not compare their feelings. All he could do was helplessly plead to deaf ears until he was utterly ignored and she stepped out of the apartment with her cat, telling him to keep the locket so he could remember simpler times. Just like that, the door smashed shut and his words cut off before he could speak them. He stood behind it, confused and angered, not knowing where to start thinking. <br/><br/>A burst of rage escaped him, and a few foul words chaining together to come out of his lips loud enough for the whole dorm to hear, followed by a violent kick to the door that he regretted seconds later thinking he broke a toe. He sighed and sat down, resting his back against her bed and burying his face in his palms, hoping she'd forgotten something and she would return. <br/></span><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;">The corner of his lip bled lightly when he bit it hard enough to suppress a vicious moan from escaping him the moment she basically said fuck it and slid herself down to have his cock part her folds and slowly slide its way into her. His hands gripped her ass tightly enough that she could not move anywhere but down, taking in more and more of him with every passing second. He did not stop pushing forward as she parted for him more and more, until every inch of his cock from base to the tip was firmly wedged within her. He could feel her slit tighten and flex, her walls squeeze him in as she relished every spark of pleasure that the feeling of his cock surged into her. Before he or she knew it, he had rammed his cock into her and she was slowly riding him, they were fucking on his desk. <br/><br/>Her nails dug into his shoulders and that released a growl from him, almost primal and feral, of pure lust and desire. As their pace quickened, so did the power of his thrusts increasing. His body taunting her as it rammed his cock into her, subconsciously trying to out-do every one of her teasing and tight slides down along his shaft with a ram forward to pound his length into her slit, sending a loud smacking echo through the hall. <br/><br/>His hand reached up and grabbed her by her hair as he slowly began to sit her down on the desk, taking away her ability to slide down onto him and leaving the situation in his hands, or his cock to be exact, which started roughly thrusting forward to fill every inch of her folds. It drove forward through her thighs and cunt's flexes to try and keep him inside her longer, hold him tighter, driving her mad as he teased her, shoving his cock all the way within her before pulling out, only to do it again. </span>