Elenore Clement Adult
Posts : 390 Birthday : 2006-12-14 Join date : 2015-12-12 Location : Versailles, France
| Subject: Re: Taste of Heaven Pair 3 [Invite Only] Tue Apr 18, 2017 1:52 pm | |
| Elenore simply smiled at Corbin's comment of telling people to fuck off. Elenore would never be quite so crass as using words like that, but the smile would give away that she wouldn't mind telling someone something similar to that. A lady, however, was much more refined in their words.
Butterflies grew in the young witch's tummy as Corbin said he would find a way to be there. Could she go through with such an offer? Would she be able to keep her confidence if he did come for more? Those kinds of questions were littering her mind, but Elenore would not succumb to fear. It was only physical attraction, it wasn't as if she possibly believed Corbin liked her in any other way. She didn't like him in that way. But he was attractive...
Could he be trusted?
Elenore's thoughts were interrupted, though, as Corbin reunited their lips, his hand on her waist, and her neck, drawing her closer to him briefly before he span them and she felt the wall press in to her back. Corbin knew what he was doing, and a shiver of anticipation ran up her spine. What was coming, only Merlin knew, and the witch was quite ready to go with the flow.
Corbin's lips had parted whilst Elenore's mind tried to catch back up with the world around her. Her knees felt weak as she stood before him, following his lead. Corbin's tongue had barely touched her lips before she'd submitted, parting her own lips to allow him access to her mouth. Though her own tongue came forth to meet his, instinctively, she knew if they were to battle he'd win. Her breathing was already slightly hitched, and her heart rate was louder than she'd ever known it. Adrenaline, she knew, would do these things to you.
The soft touches of the Slytherin were undoing the walls she normally had around others, making her want more of him. Putting her in a very scary position of not knowing what was going to happen next. The soft caress on her cheek brought a new side of Corbin she hadn't expected, and briefly she'd paused in her kissing to take that in, before kicking back in to motion as his hand moved away.
Kissing, Elenore decided, was something she very much enjoyed, and wanted more of.
Hands became entwined, Elenore's hands being moved to Corbin's waist. A purchase for a hand that hadn't really known where to go. Elenore was thankful for Corbin's experience, following him was easy, without feeling stupid for not knowing. But she definitely knew what was happening to Corbin as he leant in closer. His body couldn't lie to him, and she smiled ruefully in to the kiss, gently pulling away to both speak, but catch her breath.
Cheeks flushed, Elenore smiled up at him. "I think..." Elenore said very softly, noticing the firm grip on her waist for the first time. Corbin's actions were making it very hard to know where to draw the line. They only had a limit of so many short minutes... The French witch shook her head slightly, moving one hand round cup his cheek and bring him back in to the kiss, the other pulling him closer to her, needing to feel him pressed close to her body.
The hand on his cheek soon fell away, though, finding the one on her waist and drawing it round to her back, and then lower. What Corbin wanted she didn't know, in truth, but this was permission for him to take a little more. ________________________________________________
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