Wιѕ∂σм ιѕ αℓℓ I ηєє∂ (Grey)

[pipintan]

"I dunno, I've learned some pretty scary spells. I would watch out, if I were you," he chuckled.

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

"Is that a veiled threat, Mr. Ravenclaw?"

[pipintan]

"It seems you've rubbed off of me, Ms. Slytherin," he replied with a smirk.

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

She grinned and kissed him gently, "Good!"

[pipintan]

"How is that good? You've destroyed my innocence!" He put a hand over his heart and his eyes grew wide in mock-hurt.

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

She laughed and kissed him firmly, "It means I'm corrupting you. Which means you will soon be mine!~"

[pipintan]

"I think that deed's already done," he murmured, cupping her cheeks lightly and kissing her.

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

She laughed against his lips and hugged her arms around his neck, squishing their bodies together.

[pipintan]

Her arms felt cool against the back of his neck and he shivered slightly. One of his hands fell to her thigh and he gripped it gently. He was happy to forget about her Housemate, even if it took all day...

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

Emilaya groaned against him and leaned away to inhale deeply, "God, Reid..~"

[pipintan]

"Mm," he agreed quietly, brushing his knuckles against her cheek. He pressed his forehead to hers, enjoying the stillness.

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

She was quiet for a moment.
"You're amazing, you know that?"

[pipintan]

"Ah-huh. Though it does help to hear it sometimes," he replied, the grin returning.

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

"Are you ever gonna compliment on my appearance?" She smirked lightly.

[pipintan]

"I don't think I need to tell you you're beautiful, you should already know this by now." He gave her a small wink.

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

"Well, I agree with that," She smirked now, eyes glinting, "It's still nice to tell a girl she looks good."

[pipintan]

"Well then, you're very beautiful. Indeed, some could call you stunning."

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

"Is that so?" She tilted her head, "Why am I stunning?"

[pipintan]

He tapped a finger to his lip, pondering this question. "Obviously your looks help," he finally said, slowly as if he was considering each and every word he said, "though I think it's more of your personality; you look like you bite, though you're surprisingly sweet."

[ηarcissus ιn chains]

"Sweet?" She nearly looked affronted, but gave a laugh and nestled her face into the hollow of his throat, "I'm glad you think that."