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Post by Neo on Jun 12, 2008 18:05:51 GMT -5
Neo's neck heated where Arwen's finger touched him, and his tension shifted slightly in response. "Thank you," he said, dropping his gaze to look at her costume again. "So are you supposed to be someone? Or are you just a princess?" She'd told him her name, but she could have picked it from thin air for all he knew.
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Post by Arwen on Jun 12, 2008 18:12:28 GMT -5
"Arwen is the elven princess from the Lord of the Rings series by J. R. R. Tolkein, a muggle fantasy series," Arwen reeled off, "The actress wore this dress in the movie they made." She had loved the movies and the books, the forbidden love between her and Aragorn had been one that she had followed avidly throughout both mediums.
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Post by Neo on Jun 12, 2008 18:17:08 GMT -5
"Movie," Neo repeated. "That's like the tee vee, isn't it?" He associated both with the wizarding world's moving portraits, but still hadn't quite put all the pieces together. It didn't matter, though. He was finally beginning to relax, finally starting to enjoy the dance now that they were moving away from their original topic of conversation.
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Post by Arwen on Jun 12, 2008 18:25:58 GMT -5
"Mhm," Arwen said, "Your character's in a movie, too. I've never seen it though." Her friends had always been trying to get her to watch it, but she just never had sat down to watch it. "Maybe one day we'll just have to sit down and watch them," she said, grinning at him and imagining what all questions he would ask.
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Post by Neo on Jun 12, 2008 18:34:54 GMT -5
"You're kidding me," Neo said, brows arching. He realized she wasn't kidding him though, and that she'd just made him an undeniably attractive offer. "Do you have movies?" he asked, unsure what having or watching them involved, and therefore how to phrase the question. Muggle Studies really didn't teach anything useful, he was beginning to realize.
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Post by Arwen on Jun 12, 2008 18:40:43 GMT -5
"At home," Arwen said, nodding. "I'll have to figure out how to get the stuff to the club and rig it up to where it works." Surely someone in Hogsmeade had electricity she could borrow. Though it was a purely magical town, there had to be people, muggle borns, that wanted that kind of thing with them.
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Post by Neo on Jun 12, 2008 18:50:17 GMT -5
Neo's excited interest at the prospect easily shifted his mood. Jealousy forgotten for now, his lips curved at the girl in his arms. "I'll look forward to it," he said. And in the meantime, perhaps he'd thank her in advance. Neo's head dipped, his lips seeking hers.
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Post by Arwen on Jun 12, 2008 18:57:47 GMT -5
Arwen was caught off-guard by the kiss, her thoughts had been taken completely with trying to figure out how she was going to keep her word. But she quickly returned it, opening her lips to let him in. She had enjoyed the kiss with the pirate, but nothing compared to kissing Neo.
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Post by Neo on Jun 12, 2008 19:14:58 GMT -5
This was what he'd intended to wait for. The kiss, if lacking the immediate desperation of the new, was infinitely more seductive, more pleasurable for that connection. Neo was glad he'd found her, and said so, without words, but only the smooth motion of the kiss. Only. He mentally sought out the nearest doors, for when it got to be too much, then let the heat rise, let his desire for her shine through.
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Post by Arwen on Jun 12, 2008 19:26:08 GMT -5
Arwen knew that they wouldn't be able to stop, but trusted that he would find somewhere to go, everything would fall into place. She moaned softly into the kiss, leaning comfortably into him, her desire for him showing just as easily as his. It amazed her how intense the kiss was, even while just starting. Her hands held his head, keeping him pressed to her.
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Post by Neo on Jun 12, 2008 19:34:05 GMT -5
Neo's blood was already running with anticipation. Though there was no rush, there was also no need to hold back, despite the room full of people around them. If the voyeurs chose to watch, oh well. Maybe they'd learn something. He plundered her mouth, drank in the energy she gave off like a man dying of thirst. He'd been afraid he might not find her in the crush, that he'd spend the entire night with one empty dance after another searching.
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Post by Arwen on Jun 12, 2008 19:51:07 GMT -5
Arwen took everything he offered, taking it in just like she always did, leaving her breathless and making her heart race. She let one hand run down his arm, feeling the subtle motions of his muscles beneath the fabric of his top. She had almost forgotten that they were in the middle of a well lit dance floor, so unlike that of the club, anyone could see them.
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Post by Neo on Jun 12, 2008 20:22:34 GMT -5
The heat was growing steadily, nothing to stop it but the knowledge that the doors were out of reach. He had to release her to go on. He slowed the kiss, though the intensity was there until the moment his lips left hers, parting such a short distance that he could still taste her. "Come with me," he murmured, just loud enough to be heard.
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Post by Arwen on Jun 12, 2008 20:33:03 GMT -5
Arwen followed his lips until he spoke, then she nodded, "Gladly." She forced herself to pull away from him, however much she didn't want to. It would be worth it to pull away now, what he wanted her to go with him to do was worth the momentary loss of contact. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with the feelings running through her, and took his hand.
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Post by Neo on Jun 12, 2008 20:46:27 GMT -5
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