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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 21:26:02 GMT -5
Michael's eyes were, once more, caught by the shimmering trail of the feather, though it was more likely that Dare would catch it this time. It turned his eyes to his arm, where he surveyed the design once more before tugging his sleeve down firmly around his wrist before standing. He laughed lightly, "I don't doubt it." He also didn't doubt that he would as well, just the nerves he had had the last few hours had been enough to tire him out, even without being with Dare in the Room.
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Post by Dare Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 21:58:39 GMT -5
Dare's hand caught lightly under Michael's chin, lifting his face to look into laughing moss-green eyes. He had caught Michael, and though he knew nothing of the last time, it amused him. He fitted his lips to Michael's for one last kiss, slow, pleasurable, and grateful for everything. Michael had been an unbelievable comfort today.
When he ended the kiss, his eyes were still gleaming through the light haze. Dare's lips curved. "I'll see you tomorrow, then," he said, and headed out of the room before he could change his mind and stay.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Jul 10, 2008 22:10:33 GMT -5
Michael returned the kiss gladly then nodded and watched him leave. A few minutes of thinking about the day later he left, wandering idly down the halls in the general direction of the common room. His lips quirked at the knowledge that Dare had caught him, Michael had seen it in his eyes, then he ducked into Slytherin common room, wiping the grin off his face.
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