It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa)

Subject: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Sun Jul 14, 2019 11:41 am

Three weeks in to term had finally been the point in which Nikolai could not take it any more.

After finding the new plethora of material on the internet, thanks to his dad's well timed talk over the summer, Nikolai had been increasingly curious on how these things would feel in real life. The only trouble being, of course, that he didn't know how to broach the subject -- asking the boys in his dormitory how they had managed to get with girls (if their stories were to be believed) seemed a little bit pathetic in his head, the new material he'd been offered came up with some almost overly elaborate stories to get in to the things, and... well, getting Mimosa alone was all but impossible.

There was also the underlying thing about consent his dad had mentioned, but Mimosa was probably too stupid to understand all of that. Explaining it all would put a dampener on everything.

So, try as he might, Nikolai did his best to mitigate the need in the same way as usual. But with Mimosa's constant presence, and her like of sitting on his lap becoming more and more apparent, it was growing increasingly difficult to not want to explore further. Every time he moved towards doing so, though, the witch got distracted with someone else, or something else. The patience of the older Slytherin was slowly fading away, in truth, frustration becoming more apparent.

Which was only further pressed in potions.

The arrival of Professor Harrington had done very little to help Nikolai's situation, in fact, it only made it worse. With the way she'd chosen to dress that day, and Nikolai's already overly active mind in that area, it was safe to say he'd spent most of the lesson trying very hard to hide the fact he was focused on other things.

It didn't seem to have been noticed by anyone, Nikolai had hoped. Walking out of Potions with his hand firmly rooted in his pocket, the other holding on to Mimosa's hand, Nikolai had barely been present for most of the conversation going on, only really coming back to the moment when his eyes found the door to one of the free classrooms in the dungeons...

"Mimosa, can I talk with you a moment?" Nikolai asked, out of politeness, not actually waiting to hear her answer as he steered them both in to the classroom. Of course, their group made comments as they disappeared, a few wolf whistles following them, but Nikolai wasn't listening to that. His mind had been made up and he wasn't going to turn back now.

Pushing the door closed behind them, Nikolai lead Mimosa to the front of the room before turning back to the witch. There was a moment of hesitation between Mimosa's words that Nikolai hadn't been listening to. Probably she was berating him for pulling her away from the conversation, or something else that wasn't important, before Nikolai repeated the same action he'd done the day they'd won the Quidditch Cup for Slytherin.

It was easier this time, though, he knew how to kiss this time, wasn't nervous.

As his lips touched Mimosa's, pressing in to hers a little firmer than the first time they'd kissed, the hairs on the nape of his neck stood on end, the weird sensation running down his spine as he felt a little bit of the tension in his body free up because he had finally done what he'd wanted to for some time.

If the witch didn't pull away from him, Nikolai would kiss her again, his hand moving out from his pocket to wrap around Mimosa's waist, draw her a little closer as he waited for her to respond to him. Then he would decide what he wanted to do next, because Merlin he really did need this.

He'd waited too long.

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Subject: Re: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Tue Jul 16, 2019 2:58 pm

Potions had been unexpectedly fun that day, but then again everything was fun for Mimosa Harrington. This was her fourth year correcting Squid Boy's technique and so far, he seem to be learning very little. Still, the young brunette enjoyed the teaching process. Perhaps one day she could teach more people but that would depend on the success of her first student - who was not very bright to be honest.

Best of all, Lilac had answered a question compelled wrong and had been told so by the Assistant professor. Mimosa couldn't understand why the girl was still even here? Wasn't she one with Hogwarts? She should be at some servant servant school, wherever it was. the witch had uncharitably sneered at Lilac's embarrassment before raising her own hand to answer perfectly. Lilac skulking out of the class with her head down had been the icing on the cake as Mimosa left with her own hand safely encased in Squid Boy's for the world to see.

:That'll show her," Catherine whispered in her ear as everyone else converged around her and Squid Boy by default, the topic shifting naturally to Mimosa and if her Jacques would be coming to watch the first match. Of course he would, he always came to see her play. He would also be bringing her new broom which had most of the boys excited. Her old broom was okay but it was a few years older so Mimosa had decided it was time for a change.

She was just in the middle of explaining to her friends the new custom design that outstripped anything on the market when Squid Boy interrupted her to ask if he could speak to her alone. The witch almost said no, but then she caught Constance and Jia En giggling and after a moment, worked out what it could mean.

"Umm okay," she barely had time to say before Squid Boy was opening a nearby door and leading her through it. The laughter and wolf whistles of their friends disappeared with the closing of the door but Squid Boy didn't stop. This confused the witch slightly. Where were they going? Did he have soemthing else in mind? The girl opened her mouth to ask but before much could come out, it was otherwise occupied.

The first thought that occurred to Mimosa as the older Slytherin kissed her, was that she had been right. But then again, she was always right. The notion made her smile into the kiss, confusing her as her lips found new ways to touch his. Last time, she had been too surprised to notice much, she had even forgotten to speak momentarily.This time, she was better prepared.

Though not nearly prepared for what happened next.

Squid Boy reached out to place an arm around her, pulling her closer in an action that felt both familiar and new. It wasn't like she had never been close to him before. In truth, she had been much closer, but this time there was intent behind the move. And Mimosa wasn't sure how she felt about that.

There was only one way to find out, the young witch reasoned, giving into his pull and moving closer to him, this time trying to follow his lead and kiss him back. The young teen didn't have a lot of practice, she had never tried to hone the art of kissing on pillows like Catherine and Constance had, but it wasn't hard to catch up.

Working carefully, the girl parted her lips slightly to nibble on Squid Boy's lower one, unable to identify where she had learned that but wanting to try nonetheless.

It felt... strange, but not in a bad way. Slowly, the witch closed her eyes, trying to understand the strangeness through feel alone.

And maybe...Maybe he would put his hand on her face again..? She had liked that the last time...

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Subject: Re: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Tue Jul 16, 2019 6:51 pm

A smile had spread across Mimosa's lips as they kissed, changing the angle of her lips upwards from his own in a manner that proved to slightly hinder the progress of his kiss as he tried to work that out. Not completely, but enough to make the kiss a little less than well placed than Nikolai had been going for in the initial move. Still, he reasoned as he took the information on board, if Mimosa was smiling in to the kiss, that could only prove to be a good sign for him, right?

That was the solid logic Nikolai was going for, anyway.

Logic that was only further proved as Mimosa allowed him to draw her closer to him as his lips moved in to a second and third kiss, growing accustomed to the softness of her lips in the smiling position they had moved to. The smell of the witch's perfume became more apparent with this close proximity, but the fragrance was much too soft to truly depict what it might be, her lips much too captivating for him to even try to decipher anything more.

The dynamic shifted once more, though, as the younger witch's lips parted beneath his own. Catching her breath, perhaps? Nikolai's brief confusion in the action was explained only a moment too soon, though, as Mimosa's teeth grazed gently across his lower lip, extracting a soft noise of appreciation from the boy which caught even him by surprise in that moment.

His lower lip tingled softly as Mimosa's teeth let it go, the blood rushing to the area as if it was necessary. The unfamiliar feeling was welcomed by the boy, though, returning the kisses Mimosa had offered him with much more need than he had originally because her own move had shown she wanted this just as much as he did.

Turning them carefully on the spot, Nikolai pushed Mimosa back until her back came to wall. Following her in the process until his own body was flush with hers, Nikolai's lips continued in their previous antics, pressing kisses of various strength to the witch's lips in an effort to find which she responded to more, before finally trying her trick against her in return.

With their hands still joined, Nikolai brought them up beside them, showing Mimosa's hand up to his shoulders before he let it go, his own hand moving up to Mimosa's cheek, tilting her head back slightly as he did so to angle her better for his own benefit, allowing him to place yet more kisses upon her lips in the process.

But even all of this was not enough for the boy. His left hand almost itching for something more in that moment. Placed between the wall and the witch's back where he'd left it in the move, Nikolai followed his instinct (which had been muddied by more than too many videos in the late hours of every evening that summer) and brought his hand down lower with little and less preamble. The hand rested upon the witch's waist, and slunk further down with each kiss, caressing the skin it found until it found it's target in the end.

A soft sigh left the boy's lips in that moment, perhaps appreciation, more likely the satisfaction of getting to experience this first hand rather than on his phone screen.

Perhaps, just perhaps, Mimosa Harrington-Clement had some uses after all?

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Subject: Re: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Tue Jul 16, 2019 7:46 pm

The noise that emitted from the boy had Mimosa worried for a brief second. Had she bit too hard? Was he going to get hurt? But Squid Boy didn't act like he was hurt. In fact, he kept pulling her closer, kissing her even more. If he was hurt he would surely say something, she always did when she was. Unless she was sad.

But no, her fellow Beater wasn't sad. Mimosa may not know much about what was going on but some kind of instinct told her sadness was not what he was experiencing. Far from it. Maybe it was some kind of... hunger? Had he not eaten breakfast that morning? Because he was kissing her like he wanted to eat her up...

Did she taste good? Was that it? The teen thought on this issue a few seconds, letting him cover her lips with more kisses as she pondered. the witch supposed if any anyone ever tasted good, it would definitely eb her. But di that work with other people? Trying to test the theory out, the third year reengaged, entering the kiss off with a little more gourd, this time taking a moment to suck slightly at the side of his lip as if she would a candy.

No, she decided, returning to the much safer act of reciprocating his kisses than initiating her own. He didn't taste like anything. but then again, he had never been very remarkable to begin with so it was very possible that she tasted like something good while he tasted of nothing at all.

Whatever Squid Boy wanted, he clearly couldn't say out loud because he was far too busy. Still as he turned her around and began guiding her to the corner of the room, Mimosa had to wonder what he was doing. She almost asked before she felt the cold stone on her back. It made the witch shudder through her robe and blouse. The classroom must had been empty for quite some time and maybe a few ghosts had been through these walls too. The shivering only drew her closer to her companion who now stood flush against her.

She parted her lips once more, to tell him she was cold, but was stopped short as she felt him bite down on her lip in much the same way she had done to him earlier. For a second, her breathing stopped as the strange new feeling unfurled inside her, almost like a stomach ache.

How had that happened?

Vaguely, she was aware that she was still cold, aware that he was now guiding her hand to drape on his shoulder, aware that one of his hands was touching her face which felt like a warm place in the cold room. But the young witch was only aware of these things in the periphery, her mind still trying to keep up with what had happened. Her fingers found instinctive purchase on the shoulder of his robes, clinging to him to try and stay upright because for some reason her feet were not quite up to the task. It was a good thing he was so close to Mimosa, holding her up. She might be getting a little "tipsy" as Maria had put it on the train.

The brunette hand't noticed his other hand descending down her waist, all sensation focused too much on what his lips were doing to hers, kissing a little, tugging a little, biting a little. It was all a plethora of first as the witch had no idea how to feel about. In fact, she almost wanted him to stop, just so she could catch up for a minute and she could make up her mind. But Squid Boy didn't seem to want to stop and Mimosa was curious...

Did he like her? Like really really really like her? If he did, wy didn't he say so?

Her silent queries were once again cut short when his hand found purchase on a part of her body they never had before, making the girl let out an audible gasp.

Squid Boy didn't just touch though.

He squeezed.

And held.

The gasp could not have been more ill timed. Mimosa's mouth opened just as he went in for another kiss, his kisses accidentally finding more to work with than they previously had. The girl let out a soft mewl as his fingers dug into her flesh, creating another warm space in this cold room.

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Subject: Re: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Tue Jul 16, 2019 8:38 pm

Mimosa's lips had paused in the kissing, barely reciprocating his kisses at all. An errant thought of pulling away crossed the boy's mind, short, fleeting and gone before he went down that route any further. It hadn't been needed anyway, Mimosa's lips had reengaged to the game only a couple of moments later, pressing kisses back against his before she brought his lip between hers, sucking lightly on the flesh.

The Slytherin's mind didn't need telling twice where it needed to go with such actions, associating quickly with the image of girls on their knees, using their mouths to suck on something other than a man's lips. Nikolai's mind had brought forth the image quickly, and intently, his eyes scrunching tightly closed as he pressed even closer to the witch. A sound of frustration left his lips, before he kissed Mimosa once more, with much more enthusiasm to show he really had liked the move she'd displayed to him.

All too soon, though, Mimosa had stopped that course of action, leaving Nikolai's mind to hurriedly catch up as she moved back to simply kissing him in return for the kisses he gave her, not attempting that move again, and leaving the boy in the similar feeling of frustration he'd become accustomed to.

But only briefly, the reciprocation of Mimosa's earlier biting of his lips had proved fruitful as she let out a sound of content. Not as recklessly noisy as those he was accustomed to, but positive. Making a note that the younger witch had liked that move, Nikolai tucked that move away to be thrown in at infrequent intervals in the future so that he could hear the same sound come from her lips as her breath hitched in reaction to him.

He'd done that, and the smirk that came with the knowledge would be apparent in the kisses that followed.

But the smirk that touched his lips in that moment would be completely blown out of the water as his hand found purchase on her hips, experimenting with how it felt to squeeze the area, hold on to Mimosa a little tighter, and bring her closer to him. No, as he did that, the witch let out an audible gasp, her mouth opening to be much more accommodating than before, and without thinking about it for even a moment, Nikolai's tongue snuck out to make use of this new access, probing out in to the caverns of Mimosa's mouth as his fingers threaded back through her hair.

This part was... unusual, to say the least. The way he was free to explore for a moment, and then Mimosa's tongue came to meet his, pushing back against his, then allowing him to to the reigns once more. Hers more hesitant, whilst his was much more exploratory than hers. The boy was quite enjoying the whole experience until his own move had brought their teeth together, making him wince slightly as his own lip managed to get caught in the foray, the stinging making him pull back from the kiss.

Only then did he realise just how quickly he was breathing, how short of breath he was as his own tongue reached up to caress the part of his lips that he'd gotten caught between their teeth in his inexperience. Opening his eyes, Nikolai took the younger witch in, trying to work out way too many things to count, and then getting more than a little distracted with the rise and fall of Mimosa's chest as she too tried to catch her breath.

Words escaped the boy in that moment, his mind reeling from the actions they'd both been working on that actually trying to create conversation.

Instead, Nikolai's lips moved back to Mimosa's, a soft kiss to stop her from trying to talk, ruin the moment, make him stop. But his lips didn't remain upon hers, moving across to her cheek, and then her jaw, up the soft curve of her jaw to just below her ear before he considered a moment. He'd seen...

Carefully, the boy's lips grazed the witch's ear lobe, and then kissed just below the soft skin. His lips moved to her neck, and then her throat, interchanging from the kisses to light nips instead, testing the water in each place before retracing their steps.

His left hand had found it's home at her hip, but his right had forgone it's home in Mimosa's hair, instead moving down to her waist, and deliberating it's next move. Up? Down? The boy couldn't decide, barely moving a few inches either way before it changed course, favouring the attention of where his lips were instead as he tried very hard to work out what he wanted, when all his mind would provide was one thing.

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Subject: Re: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Wed Jul 17, 2019 6:02 pm

This was only Mimosa's second time properly kissing someone. the Boyfriend and Girlfriend kind of kissing someone. In fact, it was her second time kissing the only someone she had ever kissed like that... And so far it felt kind of okay but also... wet? The girl hadn't really expected the tongue that came poking in her mouthy and at first, she had only inched her own forwards to push it away.

Only to realize... that this was how it was supposed to be. All thought of disgusting saliva were pushed out of the Slytherin's mind as Squid Boy's own appendage entered without hesitation, leaving Mimosa to simply play along because she wasn't sure what else to do. If the analogy of hunger had come to mind before, it was now more apt than ever. She really must taste good if he was even willing to sample the inside of her mouth...

Mimosa tried to make a sound but something more pliant came from her throat, somethings she wasn't really expecting and something she would have definitely pondered more on had Squid Boy not changed track. Taking advantage of his height as well as his mooning stance over her tiny frame, the lanky Slytherin's lips left hers, only to press upon her cold, smooth skin.

Mimosa's half lidded eyes closed completely as his lips traveled the length of her jaw, making that weird stomach ache feeling grow inside her until she was certain she couldn't stand on her own if Squid Boy's body wasn't holding her up with support from the wall behind. She had been breathing a minute ago, very pronounce so because she had heard it even over his own labored breathing. But now the girl was completely still, as if a gentle butterfly had landed on her hand and if she moved, it would fly away.

His kisses felt like the butterfly, only better.

The young witch could feel herself growing heady and confused as his lips found her ear. Was this how it was supposed to feel? No one had mentioned that you felt like falling down or that you couldn't think straight. Everyone just said it was great but so far, mimosa was more confused than anything else, and the good stomach ache inside her only kept growing. It was finally when he had reached her throat, pushing her collar and tie out of the way that the witch finally managed her first word into the encounter.

"Can't... stand," she managed, surprised at how breathy she sounded. Usually it took her a few laps around the pitch to get this worked up. But maybe kissing was like exercise too? At least it looked that way by the shortness of breath they had both worked up. The brunette could feel her knees growing weak, more than a little glad that he had one hand on her back to support ehr in case she really did fall. Perhaps he was good at this kissing thing? Or better prepared? Maybe reading about imaginary creatures made him knowledgeable in this kind of thing too?

She would have to fix that soon.

Her arms still around his shoulders, the witch hung on for dear life, ignoring the slowly developing crick in her neck from being pushed upwards to compensate for Squid Boy's height. It might hurt later but for now, she was curious to see where he would go with this newfound knowledge that you could kiss other areas than the lips too.

it didn't occur to her to wonder if he was more practiced than she was, No, when he kissed her like that, it didn't occur to her at all.

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Subject: Re: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Wed Jul 17, 2019 8:33 pm

Soft noises elicited from Mimosa's lips at the kisses he had already placed on her lips, only heightening the boy's frustration. Why wasn't she being loud like the girls in the videos were at just the slightest of touches? She was almost hesitant in everything she was doing, and it didn't make sense to the boy in the slightest as he nipped at her neck, almost missing the two words spoken by Mimosa because he was so accustomed to zoning her out, he'd almost managed it in that moment.

But, somehow, he'd managed to hear the words, which made his lips pause in their movements, pulling away ever so slightly so that he could look at the witch.

She was out of breath, much like he was, and in that moment he realised just how much she was clinging to him as if... well, as if she would fall over at any second. The boy wasn't quite sure what to make of that much, so focused on his own antics, he'd not really paid much attention to Mimosa, only wishing she would be much more vocal than she had been.

"Umm..." The boy managed in response to her words, trying to think quickly so as not to lose his place in everything they'd been doing up until now. Knowing he'd never manage to pick her up because he wasn't in any manner muscular, the boy settled for another option. If the witch couldn't stand, she would have to sit, and not wishing to let go of her, Nikolai did the next best thing.

Drawing the witch away from the wall, his hands holding her to him as he sunk down to one knee, guiding her slender frame to his knee, Nikolai rested the other knee on the floor. Half kneeling, and with the witch positioned atop his knee, Nikolai looked to the witch to see if that was better, pausing only for a moment before he reached up to press his lips back to hers. It was a welcome break, not having to stoop over to reach Mimosa's lips with his own, instead stretching up to meet her. His right arm cradled the witch to stop her toppling backwards, though carefully positioned upon her hip to make the most of it, and his other hand currently rested just above her knee, upon her thigh which only now Nikolai realised were bare beneath his touch...

Trying to find the rhythm they had going before after the brief interlude, and with the new dynamic was curious, the angle new, and Nikolai wasn't sure how he liked this position just yet, but maybe he would be able to work it out with time?

The reaching up, though, wasn't easy, and after trying for a couple of brief kisses, Nikolai's lips moved back down to the witch's neck, which was much more easily accessible now, making it easier to kiss and suck the skin before. There was a point somewhere... that usually worked really good, Nikolai had worked out, and he was intent on finding that spot on Mimosa...

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Subject: Re: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Wed Jul 17, 2019 9:15 pm

For a moment, the witch was sure he hadn't heard her. At least he didn't stop what he was doing. Did she have the energy to say it again? Probably? Did she want to? Probably not? The questions swirled around her head but thankfully, he did listen. A moment later, Squid Boy was detaching her form the wall and gathering her close to him. that felt nice, it felt familiar. Mimosa was used to being taken care of and this was familiar territory now.

He would tell her soon that she as the bestest and let her best. That was what always happened. The girl automatically sank on his knee, safe in the knowledge that he was holding on to her to keep her from falling. They were done now, they had practiced enough for one day.

Except they hadn't, and they weren't - as she quickly found out.

It took the older Slytherin maybe half a minute to return to kissing her, even before she had properly caught her breath, his lips once again insistent on hers, trying to push hers apart in the same manner they had been earlier. Only this time Mimosa found herself a lot more wobbly even though technically seated. It seemed structurally unsound to retaliate so the girl simply allowed him to do as he wished, trying to tame that heady feeling that had lessened somewhat but had not vanished altogether.

They really needed to try this somewhere more comfortable, was all the she had time to think before Squid Boy found her throat again, once again prompting ehr eyes closed and nudging her head back to expose more of her skin for his various exploits. Now that she was somewhat more stable and not in any real danger of falling down, the teenager could fully appreciate how not bad this felt.

It had started off strange but not bad. And now, slowly, with all the frequency and enthusiasm her fellow Beater never seemed to tire of, it was getting more and more not bad by the minute. In fact, it was so not bad that Mimosa found herself teetering dangerously on his knee as he found new places to lavish attention on in about her collar bone region.

Deciding to solve the stability problem once and for all, the witch squirmed where she sat, holding up a hand to indicate a pause for a moment as she shifted her position. Until now, she had been lead to sit side saddle on his knee, but every Quidditch player knew if you wanted a firm grip of your broomstick, you straddled it.

And being the brilliantly talnted Quidditch player that she was, that is exactly what Mimosa Harrington did.

Moving one leg to the other side of the male's knee, she gripped it like she would her broom, moving closer to him in the proceed. Now she was facing him properly and there was significantly less risk of falling down.

This time, it was the witch who moved forwards to kiss him, her hands snaking over his shoulders once more to meet at the nape of his neck, her mouth gently sucking on his bottom lip as he had done to hers.

He may be okay at the kissing thing but she was better.

She just always was.

At everything.

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Subject: Re: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Sun Jul 21, 2019 3:30 pm

Their lips worked together... well, kind of, Mimosa's lips just fell to compliance beneath his, giving him access as he wanted but not really kissing back with the same manner she had before. Another boy might have cared, but Nikolai didn't as he continued pressing kisses against her lips, trying to work out what he wanted to do next, trying to find the things that made Mimosa make the noises that showed she was enjoying herself.

But they didn't come, and so Nikolai's lips moved away from hers, trying a different tactic that once again came up fruitless.

Frowning to himself as he continued to lavish her skin, Nikolai wondered if it was the new position. Mimosa's silent instructions for him to stop pulled him up short, though, the idea of stopping not having been on the boy's mind in the slightest. But, it wasn't a stop, it was the notion to pause, in which Mimosa moved upon his leg, straddling it and drawing herself closer to him in the process.

The way the witch moved along his leg brought an excited sensation down the boy's back, his mind playing over time with the images he'd seen over the summer and Mimosa's moves. Images that were only intensified as Mimosa played the move of sucking upon his lower lip once more. Allowing himself to be drawn closer to the witch as she elicited the same reaction from him as before, Nikolai pressed a firm kiss upon the witch's lips after, before allowing her to take the lead once more. He kinda liked that... kinda, but whether it was because he hadn't expected it, or because he actually did like that was something Nikolai would have to work out with time.

Now, though, he would simply enjoy the feeling as Mimosa drew his lip between hers, and then the way they kissed with abandon, trying to decipher which way the both seemed to prefer, which angle worked better, and just exploring with different kinds of kisses.

Whilst Mimosa was busy with that, Nikolai's hands -- now free from supporting the witch who was supporting herself -- moved to her thighs, feeling the soft skin beneath his fingertips. The skirt that had already been quite short, was made even shorter in the seated position, and Nikolai's hands were more than welcoming this fact as they caressed the skin, working their way up until they found the hem of the skirt.

Barely a thought registered in the boy's mind as each hand moved under, finding their way back to the witch's hips once more. Squeezing at the partially clothed skin there, Nikolai brought the witch forward to meet him, their bodies flush together once more as Nikolai's lips parted for the witch who had opted to lick his lip in that moment, requesting entry that was given.

Mimosa's fingers ran through the hair at the nape of his neck in that moment, bringing forth a breathless moan from the boy's lips, the tingle running down to the base of his spine as he held her just a little bit closer, about ready to make his next move, but captivated in the kiss, and the subtle twirling of her fingers in his hair that was making thought impossible in that moment.

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Subject: Re: It Started Out with a Kiss (Mimosa) Sun Jul 21, 2019 4:24 pm

While Mimosa had only changed positions to steady herself, it was certainly proving more advantageous that just that. For one thing, she was much closer to the boy than she had previously meant to be which was good? Surely it was as the objective was to kiss right? And she had done it so it must be right. His leg wasn't much thicker than the handle of her slim broomstick, allowing the teen witch to grip it firmly between her thighs as she leaned forwards. Apparently kissing and Quidditch had a lot in common.

The wet and suction like process began anew and this time, the brunette found herself participating more. Though they hadn't spoken, Mimosa got the impression that Squid Boy had finally realized the inevitable, that she was better at this than him. So he had naturally let his fellow Slytherin take the lead. Good on him, she decided as he poked out her tongue to touch his, her fingers threading through his short hair. It seemed this was a game to see how far each one could get into the other's mouth and as with all games, Mimosa always won.

Her fingers danced on the nape of the boy's neck, occasionally running through his hair or clinging to the collier of his shirt. Once the knot of his tie had gotten in the way and she huffed irritated into his mouth, pulling at the fabric with her nimble fingers and loosening the knot slightly. Next time he definitely had to take the tie off if they were going to do this right.

And by the way his hands traveled on her skin, Mimosa was almost certain there would be a next time.

At first, she hand't been aware of his spidery fingers on her knee, and when she had become aware, the witch had assumed it was just to keep her steady. It was only later that she had noticed them ascending up her skirt.

Her kisses grew lax as she tried to work out what he was doing. What could he want up there? The Slytheirn didn't have to wait long to find out, a soft squeal emitting from ehr mouth as she broke away from him when his palm reached its target. Confusion crossed her face for a monosecond before she realized.

No, this wasn't right.

They were kissing. Kissing wasn't supposed to do that.

Was it?

Trying to pull herself apart from the tall male, the which felt herself shudder on his knee, making her tighten her grip on his limb. Once again, she felt a shudder but this time, it was a proxy one. She wasn't haking, Squid Boy's knee was, and badly.

"Wait," she tried, pulling her lips away from his. Her small hands left their position on his back returne to ehr, or tried to. They would have succeed if they ahnd't bumbed into soemthing Mimosa was quite sue had not been there before.

It was like when a house of Exploding Snap cards came crashing down. The moment her hands collided with the thing, they both went down, Squid Boy's knee finally giving away and no longer supporting her. For the next moment, all Mimosa felt was blinding pain as her tiny frame met the hard stone floor, one of the boy's elbows joining in to poke her in the rib and adding to the torture.

Tears streamed down the girl's face as she groaned where she had fallen, her skirt askew and her hands curled into herself to try and minimize the pain. In the periphery, she heard the door open and felt her skirt pulled back into place. Reaching up to wipe her eyes and wince at the pain, she attempted to sit up, only to notice that Squid Boy had achieved a siting position but wasn't even trying to stand. His robe was spread all over his front, probably to hide his injuries, she figured.

Using his shoulder to hoist herself up, the girl did her best not to cry properly. Her vision had finally cleared up to notice Charles, Constance and Catherine entering the room.

"Are you guys okay?" Constance asked, something akin to genuine concern on her face.

"Yeah, just fell," Mimosa explained, keeping her words short because her bottom lip was wobbling too much from the pain. She motioned to Squid Boy to take it from there. He smut be seriously hurt, she decided as the older boy had still not gotten up off the floor.

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