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Post by Hook on Jun 13, 2008 8:46:38 GMT -5
"Normally, yes." The general public didn't know enough about his personal habits to make hiding anything worth the effort, so he went on. "I spend a lot of time in studies on various things. At the moment, I'm very much interested in Muggle things, not only how Muggles make due without magic, but specifically how their inventions work. I have little time outside my studies, and that normally suits me. Tonight, however..." He paused, eyes gleaming at Vianna. "Tonight I have studies of a different nature in mind."
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Post by Vianna on Jun 13, 2008 10:13:43 GMT -5
"How intriguing." Vianna said, her soft lips curving into a smile. "And what sort of nature is it you are studying tonight?" She asked, picking up her glass from the table. Vianna was thankful for the mask. Never before had she been so risqué with someone, especially with this man, yet tonight she had something flowing through her veins appealing to her better nature.
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Post by Hook on Jun 14, 2008 15:46:11 GMT -5
"Animal," Hook replied, his eyes gleaming with amused interest at the turn their conversation had taken. "One animal in particular, in fact." He leaned close to Vianna, wondering again who she was, and how it was that she had so easily caught his interest. "This animal I seek is quick-witted and keeps to the shadows." Or at least she had tonight. "However, it is the sheer pleasure of hunting and capturing this animal which so intrigues me."
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Post by Vianna on Jun 15, 2008 3:58:26 GMT -5
"And when you capture this animal?" She stated, lust burning in her eyes. "What will you do with it?" She bit her lip slightly to refrain from laughing. To her own ears she sounded quite ridiculous. She had never used talk like this before, it all be quite new to her, yet she liked this 'new' her. The bravado, the lack of care, the femininity she was usually to careful to hide.
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Post by Hook on Jun 16, 2008 10:42:24 GMT -5
Hook's lips curved, and he leaned ever closer to Vianna, eyes sheening almost dangerously in the dim light. "I will feed her from my lips," he murmured, "drink her own sweet honey, and stroke her velvet skin, in thanks, for the pleasure it brings her." His own body was becoming heated with the words, with their subtle promise that, should he catch her again, there would be far more than a hasty, albeit intensely heated joining. He intended to take his time, as much as their bodies could stand, and savor her.
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Post by Vianna on Jun 18, 2008 3:16:51 GMT -5
"My," She began, heat flooding her face as Hook finished his oral seduction. "We'll have to wait and see if you are successful with your hunt then won't we?" She said, her voice challenging him.
If it wasn't for the fact Vianna had responsibilities at the ball, she would have willingly suggested to go elsewhere with Hook. However, some parts of the woman behind Vianna remained and Vianna had to resist the urge to go swanning off elsewhere.
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Post by Hook on Jun 20, 2008 23:39:09 GMT -5
Hook's hand found Vianna's and lifted it to press a light kiss to the back, even as his gaze remained locked to hers. "Must we wait?" he rumbled. His lips brushed her skin again, one soft kiss between each knuckle, his tongue slipping out to taste her only briefly at the last. Then he turned her wrist and pressed a warm, slow kiss to her pulse.
He couldn't have said what possessed him to act so out of character other than the moment itself. When again would he ever be with a beautiful woman who saw nothing but a rogue and the promise of pleasure? When else did he ever leave the past behind long enough, thoroughly enough, for such wicked enjoyment?
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Post by Vianna on Jun 22, 2008 14:39:23 GMT -5
Vianna's voice caught in her throat as she was locked in his gaze. She could feel his breath and lips upon her as he performed his breath-taking act on her hand. Her body felt as if he had taken a match and set her on fire, her nerves responding to him in an inferno of desire.
"Good things come to those who wait Sir." She said breathlessy, her heart pounding beneath her bodice.
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Post by Hook on Jun 23, 2008 19:24:57 GMT -5
How was it that he could sense her reaction? How was it that he was so attuned to her that his heart beat in unison with the pulse beneath his lips? He was not a demanding man; it seemed little to ask for one night of pleasure, one last reminder of the soul-jarring chemistry between them. "Have we not waited?" Hook murmured, then whispered, "Just once more, love."
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Post by Vianna on Jun 24, 2008 12:50:35 GMT -5
Vianna watched his lips as he spoke, the same lips that had been sending waves of pleasure through her skin only moments ago. Was it wrong of her to want more? To allow the physical torture of her senses to continue?
"I wouldn't know where to go" She said, her voice barely a whisper, her cheeks flushing at her agreement to continue just one more time what they had done once already that evening. She knew that she spoke a lie. She knew of a place they could go without fear of being discovered, yet would Hook take her there? If he knew who she was, then she doubted he would even consider this. Then again, she thought to herself, searching his eyes questionally as her mind mentally spun, would it have even come this far had he known her true identity. She answered her own question without a moments thought, the negative answer ringing in her ears.
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Post by Hook on Jun 24, 2008 18:40:01 GMT -5
There was so much that Hook could see in Vianna's eyes, but he couldn't interpret beyond the haze of desire nearly suffocating them both. He wanted her desperately, just once more, then he would allow her to fade into the night, and he would do the same.
I wouldn't know where to go.
He knew of a place where they would never be discovered, but he could not take her there. In truth, he did not know her, and would not risk the exposure of so secret a location. However, he did have another place in mind, if only she would trust him.
Hook's hand curved around Vianna's as he stood, his blue gaze not leaving hers. "Walk with me to the gates, love," he murmured, guiding her to her feet. What else could he do but take her to his bed? Where else did such a fantasy deserve to be played out?
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Post by Vianna on Jun 25, 2008 3:13:51 GMT -5
"Certainly Sir." Vianna's hand held tightly on to his as she stood up. Her heart began to race as she realised of what was to come. Had she ever been so frivilous? She glanced around the Great Hall at the students and teachers alike, still enjoying themselves greatly, unaware of what was happening around them, what was happening to her. She asked no questions of him, no questions of where they were to go, she would find out soon enough. Smiling at Hook, she gave him the silent promise to follow his lead.
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Post by Hook on Jun 25, 2008 8:43:34 GMT -5
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