⫮ spicy just in case

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ It was quite easy to gauge when he had finally surrendered to the that had surged through his body, the sounds that had evoked past his lips a telling enough sign. Her eyes had watched him, watched as his visage had fallen as his mouth hung open, but only lingered just until she felt his body contract in preparation for his release. Emerald had welcomed it whole, lips wrapped around the tip of his as his warm had spilled onto her tongue, all while her hand continued to pump at his length until he had finished completely. Releasing a moan of her own, she had swallowed the sticky substance just as he had commanded her to, before pulling away from his body completely.

With her thumb, she had wiped at her lips as they curled with a satisfied smirk, even when he had pointed out her soaked fingertips in jarring bluntness. Releasing a relieved sigh, she pushed herself off the wall, sinking into the deepest part of the tub before resurfacing to push her long, dark strands away from her face, back facing him. She hummed, as if in deep thought, gathering her hair in a wet bun atop her head before letting it fall around her shoulders. Glancing at him over her shoulder, she let out a chuckle, and walked over to the other side of the wall to submerge herself into the warm waters and seat herself comfortably, now facing him with a raised brow.


“You can leave now, if you’d like,” she spoke, completely unabashed as if they did not just finish what they did.

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ What was the point of even asking him if we was going to? Emerald knew damn right well how good was, the male had decided. If she didn't she wouldn't have been so smug just before she went down on him and honestly, she wouldn't have thought to touch him in the ways that she did. "Mhm." Was all had responded, though the angry color of his should have given way to the answer anyways.

A soft laugh issued from him in response to what sounded and felt like a gag from her, something that should have produced a moan. However, it amused him that she would slightly choke on him like she had, almost like a payback for her teasing previously. He rocked his hips and a hand held her head in place. He had held back for this long that now, all he wanted was to do so, even if that meant shooting his load into the cavern of . He grunted and moaned, his hand falling slowly to her shoulder as his overtook him.

As he came, his hand found the back of her head once more, holding her in place to take it all. "Swallow," he muttered, his dark eyes were hooded, her brows furrowed as he watched for her reaction to his release. With a gentle tug, Liandro showed that he was done, that she was free to go back to doing whatever it was she was doing before he arrived.

He sunk into the bath, letting out a heavy breath when she finally pulled away. "Your fingers are pruny now, I don't know if you noticed." It was an odd thing to say after the oral that they had given eachother, but it was the first thing that had popped in his mind.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ If there was anything that pleased Emerald more than her own satisfaction, it was being able to hear others. To pull obscene sounds from the men she made an effort in pleasing, the wordless compliments that leave their lips as she had wrapped around them served as encouragement for her to do more. Pushing her even, to do better, even though the music, varying in tone, pouring from their lips were enough validation that she was doing more than enough. And gauging by the gruff growl of her name, she knew she had accomplished just that.

Emerald moaned in delight, reciprocating his praise, as if to tell him just how much she adored the sounds that shamelessly drowned out the ambiance of the room. Her flickered her gaze to his visage once more, in fleeting admiration for the way his eyes had shut, whereas his mouth hung open to voice appraisal. His face, truly, was an image of ecstasy, and she was determined to see more. Her hand, uncurling from where they wrapped around his shaft, scooped underneath to lightly massage the sacs beneath, rolling them delicately in her palm whilst she gently massaged the seam of tissues in the middle. A small hum, laced with her own rapture, effused past her lips as she pulled away only to grant the whole of his length several few , as in preparation. “Are you gonna for me, babe?” She murmured just before the round, pink head, over . Just before she parted her lips for him once more, welcoming his into the warm cavern of , inch by inch, until the tip hit the back of , ripping from her a quiet sound that was almost a retch.

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：irelia marceaux。⁰³ He found it hard to believe that she just so suddenly stopped sleeping in potions especially if she was out looking for a tutor. Honestly, if she had gotten this far without failing while falling asleep in class, she would do much better if she were wide awake. "I doubt that. How many times have you slept in class? Is it only potions that you sleep in?"

With Irelia starting to back off from his touch, the Slyhterin's movements halted. He may want to screw her, very badly, but Liandro was not a enough person to do something like this without proper consent. Even of he seemed aggressive with his actions, if she told him flat out to stop, he would. The moment she stopped moving away, as though she accepted his fingers against her soft thigh, Liandro took hold of it, squeezing and massaging the area as he waited on her proper answer. "I don't believe that you're actually sorry." He said in a cold tone. However, a smirk was tugged on his lips as the girl's hand found its way to his chest, as she thought over just which option she was to choose.

Upon hearing her answer, Liandro remove his hold on her in order to tug the chair she was seated in just enough for him to be able to pull her into his lap with ease. Irelia's back was rested against his chest as he whispered into her ear, his voice becoming more rugged with his arousal finally swinging through. "Don't worry sweetheart. I know exactly what will make you feel good."
One may have expected his full attention to be on her body and with the idea of removing her clothes from her as soon as possible. But instead, Liandro scooted the chair in so that Irelia was close enough to the table for her to read the text. "Since you have a habit of sleeping in class. Why don't you read out loud. I'll make sure you don't fall asleep." But that didn't mean he wouldn't distract her greatly, not when he was already tugging her robes of her arms to get rid of the clothing that separated them. "Each time you get distracted, I'll punish you. Deal?" His voice dripped with each word, his impatient fingers tugged at her tie and buttons to her shirt, allowing them to sneak in and slip into the cup of her bra to toy with her .

"Start."

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ "I..." She hadn't apologized, considering it was such a large class and it hadn't crossed her mind. Her professor was mild mannered and hadn't said anything about it, so she thought simply stopping her little ventures into the land of dreams and actually paying attention would suffice. However, now that she thinks about it, maybe she should approach him and apologize for falling asleep during his lectures. That can't feel very nice on the receiving end. "I haven't apologized to him. Yet. But I will! And I've been trying really, really hard not to fall asleep in class lately."

Although, she can't really say that she's been all that successful.

She's mostly caught off guard by his proximity. It's the way he tucks her hair behind her ear with such a twisted smile that Irelia's eyes widen, uneasiness settling into the pit of her stomach as amusement shadows over his previously stoic expression. Insulted? Why insulted? Had she stepped out of line? Said something offensive? Irelia gnaws into her bottom lip nervously, fingers closing into tight fists atop her thighs as she backs away slowly only for his hand to begin creeping up her leg. To be quite honest, if it weren't for the worry eating away at her conscience, she'd find it pretty warm, a welcome touch. Calloused fingertips run up her thigh and she finds it a strangely enjoyable feeling, but she's more preoccupied with the words that begin to spill from his lips.

"I-I'm sorry for insulting you." Her voice is shaky, but she figures getting the words out now is better than not saying them at all. Truly, she hadn't meant to stereotype, but she supposes she did against her own knowledge. The ultimatum, however, rings in her mind over and over. Liandro was quite good looking, and if she was to say that she wasn't looking to be a bit more adventurous, then she'd be lying. It was a goal of hers to venture into new relationships and experiences, and so--albeit nervously--she unfurls her fists and puts her palm atop his chest, letting it rest there for the moment. The steady thudding of his heart against her hand keeps her mentally stable for the moment, but the second her eyes rave over his features, she feels herself spiraling again. "The second one..? Yeah, the second one. If you promise you'll make it feel good."

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ Sighs filled the void that was around them as Liandro tried his best to catch his breath. His dark eyes were unfocused, yet he could clearly catch her own watching him, as if hoping for him to fall apart for his face to show just every emotion that was coursing through him. As if out of spite, he tightened his jaw and held his breath to hide the look of pleasure that was soon to enter his features, his gaze focused into a hard glare for only a second just for him to spit out, "What are you looking at?" His voice was husky and low with the struggle of preventing his arousal from being more obvious, to the point it was a near growl. She seemed so smug.

Soon that facade fell as started to engulf his shaft, her tongue skilfully toying with the slit. ", Emerald." The words were merely said in a low groan, though a moan soon followed. The female prefect seemed like an expert with her tongue, making it obvious this wasn't the first that she took. Nor was it even the second, Liandro inferred. Of course, who was he to judge, to wonder just how many bodies she had, when he was possibly just as dirty as she.

His right hand crept up her shoulder to her gorgeous neck, his thumb pressing firmly against the side of as a pleasure shot up his abdomen once more from her tongue smoothing over him just right. Emerald was quite the sight, but one that Liandro was unable to quite take in. Not with his eyes being closed as he tried his best to not from the overwhelming pleasure. It was too soon, yet it did not stop his traveling hand from burying into her dark hair, allowing him to push himself into her even more. How badly his body wanted to , wanted her to choke and take it.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ Emerald couldn’t help the haughty smile that stretched upon her tiers. It was, evidently, a display of her pride, having had been able to successfully collect such a beautiful sound from him when she had barely just begun. Her pair of umber hues have willed to fixate upon the damp countenance that contorted with pleasure, to watch as curses poured out from his sinful mouth to praise her as she touched him. But though it was clear that his entirety oozed with the sins he willingly committed, the little actions he took duly expressed his desperation, thus dousing fuel to the hunger that burned like a flame. In which, to her surprise, spread like a wildfire that started at the back of , and spreading to her body in sparks of excitement, warming her in entirety, despite the chilly air surrounding them.

Her full lips, pressed slightly to the side and against her cheek with the pressure from the tip of his , managed a smirk, as cocksure as she could be with the encouragement his moans grant her. She enjoyed this, enjoyed the sight above her as that filthy mouth of his hung open, knife-cut jaw sharpening as his muscles contracted. But while her eyes, dark and filled with unrestrained lechery, are trained on him, and hands had taken initiative to give his southern region all the attention it deserved. And with how he treated her, she felt all the more willing to take her time, and drag it out as much as he will allow her.

“I thought so, baby,” she murmured, words muffled as she pressed yet another kiss to the head of his . All the while the fingers on her right hand squeezed his shaft lightly, in an effort to receive another tortured reaction before she could proceed, eyes carefully watching even the smallest twitch of his lips for validation. But even then, she grew impatient with her own chaff, and finally cleared herself to part her lips and enclose the tip of his in the warm cavern of . 



Her eyes fluttered shut, focus centered on the taste of the arousal that sips through the opening. She on this, on him, like she would a sweet treat, cheeks hollowing out as a hum evoked from the back of in sonorous approval. While, with a steady pace and a firm grip, she massaged his shaft in her hand, the veins of his a rather pleasing texture in her palm.

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：irelia marceaux。⁰³ With a mild curiosity as to just where she was when it came to potions, Liandro leaned forward to look over her textbook. They were learning up on polyjuice potions it seemed, one of the more complicated and time consuming things that a person could make. "Well, first off, you shouldn't be sleeping in your classes. Secondly, have you even tried to ask the professor about the lesson and possibly apologized to not paying much attention to the course?" The prefect may be terrible with potions, but he at least tried his best to follow along. If he didn't, he would merely be failing in ever class that he found to be a nuisance to take.

Nice? How sweet of her to assume so. He supposed that his expression could come off as friendlier than he actually was at times, possibly that was why people had a tendency of approaching him. But typically, after a few words it was decided that he could be quite rude as he was inconsiderate about what he should and should not say to a person at times.

"So you decided that I would be a good choice because I seemed as though I would be nice and because as a Slytherin, I will be a potions master that know exactly how to make you succeed in a lesson that /you/ took no effort to pay any mind to." A wicked smile spread across his visage as a long finger d and tucked a stray pink hair behind the Hufflepuff's ear. "I'll have you know. I am one of the worst in my year when it comes to potions making. Typically, I wouldn't lie to your face, but with your assuming such a thing not because I am a prefect due to my grades alone, but because I'm merely a Slytherin, I decided to just let you live in this lie. Now, Irelia, I'm quite insulted." The Slytherin eyes shined from his amusement in the ordeal and from just what he was to request of her.

"Either its a shame that you're both attractive and gullible or you should be happy that I found you so. I know someone that could help you. They're the best of my year, as far as I'm aware. But I want you to pay for that information and for insulting me with your idiotic stereotypes." As he spoke, his hand found its way to her knee, his fingers soon teasing the exposed skin of her thigh. The other's skin was quite soft, not only was it smooth to the touch, but she wasn't very muscular either, it was quite a nice feeling. "I have two options for you. You can either let me snog you or you. I would much prefer the latter, but that's all up to you." His hand reached a bit further, his finger tips sliding beneath her skirt. He was excited to find out her choice, especially due to the fact that ever since a spur of the moment event, Liandro had developed the habit of carrying a in his bag. Either thing she chose would be quite exciting.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ She should really stop asking him questions. He'd say no if he didn't want to, as he said. With scurried footsteps she follows after him, practically trailing after him like a lost puppy. They make their way through the halls and the grandiose structures of their school before finally settling into one of the study rooms. It's quiet and empty, with a few chairs neatly lined against the desk, which she uses to set her belongings aside. Only when he asks does she finally draw out her textbook and notebook, flipping open to the pages which had been marked with a little tab that she had stuck on the page earlier.

Sheepishly, she clasps her hands together between her thighs, squirming there awkwardly. Would she seem too stupid if she started asking questions right off the bat? To be fair, she did request his knowledge and for him to tutor her, so it wouldn't be odd at all, right? Irelia only stays silent until the door closes and he inquires for her name once more. "Irelia, and no, I don't mind."

The chapter, if she was being frank, had a lecture she had fallen asleep in. After a long night of studying for other subjects and ultimately depriving herself of rest, her body had shut down regardless of her intentions to stay completely awake. "This one. I, um.. I sort of fell asleep through the lecture. Difficult, I know. But still, I don't know what to do." Her foot taps anxiously against the flooring, the sound of the soft soles of her sneakers dully thudding in her ears.

"Oh, um," Irelia pauses, unsure of how to respond. To be honest, she hadn't really thought far enough into the tutoring past the fact that she'd probably need a slytherin to tutor her. Someone had suggested Liandro amongst the myriad of names and it was the only one that stuck in her mind. Probably because she was too occupied stuffing her face full of food. "I needed someone good at potions to tutor me, and you look nice.. Like you wouldn't shut me down right away." Her hands now slip away from her thighs, instead clasped together upon the desk. "Why?"

@－ ❛ ʜ ❜：irelia marceaux。⁰³ Oh, it was quite entertaining that the other just fell into his plot so easily. She did do it to herself, just asking him whilly nilly to tutor her in potions when her only thought of his success in it is due to his Slytherin status. Honestly, where the hell did people assume Slytherins were good at something like /that/? Sure, some of the greatest Potions professors were Slytherin, but there were plenty of others that were successful without being in the house. "You know, if you ask me one more time if I'm sure, then I'll just walk away and pretend you hadn't asked. I have time to tutor you right now, so don't question my accepting your request for help." Honestly, even if he were being serious, it was true. Liandro really wouldn't even give tutoring the other a thought if he really didn't want to and he would have made it very clear at that.

"Well let's go instead of standing here for the rest of the day." He gestured for her to walk before doing so himself, quietly making their ways to the study hall. If the Hufflepuff spoke to him, Liandro would offer simple responses, a nod or a smile, as a way to act like he was listening until they made it to one of the private study rooms. Once inside, Liandro closed the door and pulled out his wand, whispering, "Colloportus." His wand slipped back into the confines of his robes as he once more gestured for the other to sit.

"I like making sure I am not disturbed while I'm studying. I hope you don't mind...what was your name again?" The prefect explained with ease as to just why he had locked the door behind them. Of course, his explanation was not the reason, but it was also not false. "Now, what chapter are you on? Let's start there."

After being seated, Liandro sat comfortable as he waited on the Hufflepuff, his chin rested in his hand as she prepared to give him the latest lesson she had gone over. His forefinger tapped along his cheek as he waited, waited for the chance to show his impatience on the matter. "I have a question for you Miss Irelia. Was there any other reason you asked me for help with potions?"

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ The tinkle of her giggling made his thoughts wander and go wild. What was it that had her so excited that she produced such a sound? Such things from Emerald were so strange, that it made the male wonder if he should be terrified or aroused by it. Of course, his merely throbbed in response, his body more so feeling the latter, even if his mind was still confused by it. All that mattered to his body was that that giggle meant that she would touch him in much more interesting of ways.

His plump lips had parted in response to her tightening grip, to just how her thumb teased the most sensitive parts of his . Oh, she looked quite pleased by his reaction, by the fact that he would breath his approval and sound his content in her actions. The prefect almost leaned into her touch, his brows furrowed with the added friction of her movements along his length. If it weren't for her bringing her face down to the level of his groin, Liandro would have held her for support, dug his fingers into the supple skin along her waist.

His eyes followed her, noting the way her s were just barely out of the water, noting the way that she seemed mesmerized by his body. And once more, that innocent yet intimidating sound tumbled past her lips. A shudder coursed through Liandro's body in response. "I may have spoken too soon," he murmured, his words almost slurred by his sensitivity to her touch. Now that he thought about it, the last he had done this was just before the semester started back up, thus his body reacted in ways that would typically embarrass a man.

"Oh //," he drawled out a moan, his fingers taking hold of her petite shoulders as his bodied and hardened length twitched. Her tongue was certainly intoxicating, the Slytherin's mind only on that, caring for not much else than around his . For her tongue to until he came. Thus, he found his hips pushing forward, pressing the head of his against her plush lips once more.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ Emerald noticed every bit of it. She noticed his eyes, the way those rich browns darkened in color whenever he ogled at her body. Raking in the sight of her uncovered skin, bewilderment filling those umber spheres. He had never seen her before, she was well aware, but she didn’t realize the extent of his surprise until she saw the way he looked at her. And the way he looked at her was not at all innocent, nor affectionate, but an admiration that was filled with so, so much lust. And that half-lidded, wanton gaze he cast over her body had made her all the more aroused.

She bit her lip to suppress the devious smile that curled upon her lips, butterflies fluttering in her stomach when she realized exactly what that look of his meant. Because those eyes spoke volumes; it told her more than what he could have whispered in her ear. And the obscene thought alone brought her to giggle in anticipation. It was thrilling—encouraging, even, and though he had exhausted her with just his tongue and those long, nimble digits that new exactly where to touch, she wanted to return the favor. So that he too, knew exactly how much he excited her.

Oh, she’d do anything to hear him moan her name. To have him jerk beneath her touch just as he made her writhe in his. And that little gasp of air, paired with the soft moan that followed, had her craving it even more. It was, by far, the most enticing sound he had ever made, and she wanted to hear more of it; and she had only just begun to touch him. 


Emerald pulled away momentarily so that he could see him clearly, see how his face contorted just from her grasping at his . Tightening her hold around him just as he coaxed her to, refusing to move otherwise. She leaned against the wall of the tub, gaze lingering upon that handsome face of his to watch his reaction as her thumb rubbed the head of his length, opening slick with his arousal. And when she finally had her fill of depriving him for so long, she began to move her hand, putting an end to her teasing. She slowly pumped the length of his shaft, taking her time as she lowered herself to kneel on the tub’s floor.

The woman ogled at the size of his , admiring it with an impressed smile, and for a moment, her gaze flickers to meet his eyes. A delighted giggle was released and her pearly whites sunk into her lower lip. “I was being shy, you said?” She asked, tantalizingly, whilst leaning forward and tilting her head at an angle to a long, wet stripe from the base, all the way to the very top of his . A smirk tugs at the corner of her tiers. She laps at the pink tip once, tasting his pre- at the tip of her tongue.

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ It was not a matter of just realizing just how the girl looked. No, it was a matter of the difference between her day-to-day self and the one that had become a and flushed mess. Liandro wouldn't deny that the prefect was y nonetheless, he was ually attracted to her and to deny it would honestly be quite insane. "Conceited too, aren't you?" Emerald had every right to be, even like this, exhausted and sweaty from the fun provided, she looked out of this world. It possibly didn't help that before he sat her up, his eyes had a hard time leaving her hardened s. They looked so sensitive in this moment, that if he were to lean down and give them the gentlest , Emerald would possibly produce another heavenly sound.

Instead, the male opted to have their lips connect once more, her lips feeling especially soft with the swelling of her arousal. Emerald, surprisingly enough, kissed him with such an eagerness, such vigor, that Liandro did not think to prevent her smaller body from slipping back into the bath. And with her movements, her bumped into his own, most likely by accident, producing a soft sigh of content from him. The male hoped to have such a touch once more, thus, when Emerald pressed her chest against him, he couldn't help but pulls her in closer by the waist, his pressing deliciously against her stomach.

God, he needed her to touch him.

Emerald De Lisle was certainly a tease, she knew exactly what she was doing when it came down to it. From her touch to her whispering his name, all of it. It seemed as though the woman knew just how to rile Liandro up, make his length throb in anticipation. Although, he didn't not show in his actions just how much he was giving into her kisses and touch.

At least, he did not think so. His fingers brushed along the dips and dimples in her back as her nimble fingers ghosted over his abdomen, causing him to involuntarily clench his stomach. His breath hitched and his nose soon pressed into the top of her head after she pulled away from his lips. His lower tier, now thoroughly swollen from her playful teeth.

Once Emerald's fingers found their way around his , Liandro could not help but to let out a soft moan. Yes, he needed this right now, at this point he had become desperate enough to slightly jerk into her touch. His hands traveled the expanse of her body, one finding comfort in squeezing her while the other tickled its fingers along her arm until it met with hers.

"No need to be shy about it," he said, his voice deepening with lust. His own fingers wrapped around hers, causing her to tighten her hold on his length. With the new pressure, Liandro let out another satisfied breath.

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@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ The lust-filled sounds that filled the room have silenced to barely audible, shaky breaths. Sounds of sloshing, foaming water have once again taken full command of the echoes in the bathroom, drowning out the sounds of exhaustion. Lying on the floor was a girl whose arms lay by her head, chest rising and falling in irregularity as she attempted to catch her breath.

Her skin, milky except for the reflection of blue hues from the room’s lighting, held a mixture of beads of sweat and droplets of water, dampened hair matted against her forehead and shoulders. There were some strands that straggled around her s, but it wasn’t enough to cover them. Not in the slightest. Her lips, rosy and slightly swollen, were parted, puffs of air released. The only other sound that came past her tiers were moans of approval for the kisses he left on her skin. A dark, lazy gaze, is cast on the male, and when he compliments her, she releases a breathy laugh.

“You just noticed?” She quipped, using the little energy she had left to manage to form a coherent enough sentence. It was safe to say that Emerald De Lisle was spent, and all she could, or even wanted to do, at that very second, was to lie on the cold, wet tile, just so she could catch her breath. To take a break after what he and that mouth and those fingers of his have done to her. It has been a while since a man had pleasured her, let alone fully , that well with just the dexterity of his fingers.

But he didn’t give her much of a choice, did he? He had pulled her up, forced her to sit, and she didn’t complain. Not when he had comforted her with another kiss, perhaps to silence her before she could say anything, but to be honest, she barely heard whatever filthy words came from his equally dirty mouth. She kissed him, however, with eagerness, silken couplets moving in tandem with his own.

As she kissed him, she began to carefully slip her legs from over his shoulders, allowing them to fall into the water, before she too, slipped back into the tub to join him. Her arms curled around his neck, pulling him flush against her own chest, while she led on his lower lip. “Liandro,” she murmured between kisses, wanton voice low and breathy. A wandering hand departed from his neck to trail south, tracing the outline of his abs downwards, before stopping right above his belt line. With a coquettish smile curling upon her tiers, she gently sank her teeth into his lower lip, leaning back to lightly tug on it before letting it go. Just so she could grant his soft, warm skin her attention, kisses placed on the expanse of his neck. All while her fingers curled around his shaft.

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ The moans that left her were shaky and loud, telling of just how she felt. Never would he had imagined that the girl would nearly scream in pleasure and due to his own actions. Now, he imagination was quite vast with these kinds of things, Liandro was a ual person after all, but there was nothing like the real thing. And being in the prefect bath, , it just amplified her voice allowing her moans to echo.

"Mm, be careful. Someone might hear you," he whispered. Yet, his fingers continued to ruthlessly pound into her, continued to rub her sensitive . Even though Liandro desperately wanted something, anything to be around his in that moment, he couldn't help but also fulfill the desire to make her become overcome in pleasure. His finger tips spread her soft, glistening folds, slick with her . It was such a treat when a woman got as wet as she that Liandro couldn't help but have one last taste.

His tongue soon flicked at her bean, traveling along the plains of her until it met with the fingers that were still knuckle deep in her. His own moan was produced in response to the throbbing tightness around them, making him not want to remove them from the cavern of her body. But he had to, and thus pulled them slowly, his tongue picking up the excess stickiness that had formed around his fingers and her abused entrance.

In her , Emerald's legs had become slack, allowing him to lift himself slightly to allow his lips to travel from her wet to the insides of her thighs. With being at a more upright angle, Liandro had a clearer view of the other prefect's heaving chest, his lips tugging into something of mischievous grin. His lips graced her body, making their way from her beautiful thighs to her smooth stomach. "You're quite the y girl, Emerald."

His hands found hers, his fingers clamping around her wrists to force her up into a seated position, although her legs were dangled quite awkwardly by his shoulders. "I wonder if you'd be just as good looking while ." It was blunt, and forceful, his words were. And nothing in those words were meant to be a joke, he truly did wonder, and did he want that mouth of hers around him.

Instead of giving her a chance to comment on it, his lips met hers again.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ The whole of what occurred in the bathroom was an odd image. Two prefects of the same house, who bickered endlessly within the Hogwarts halls, were now fixated on one another in a manner that was unexpected of either of them—at least, with each other. One laid , legs spread apart like a common , while the other was seated in the tub, face buried in the heat of her . It was a wonder how Liandro Kang, the person who irritated her the most, got Emerald De Lisle, the girl who expressed continuous disinterest (and even slight irritation), to take off her clothes so he could ravage her the way he did, with his tongue deep between her folds. Emerald herself hadn’t the slightest idea either. Not that she was in the position to complain, after all, she loved .

She was well aware of the change in her attitude towards him. Too aware. And yet, she hadn’t an ounce of care in the world. For a girl who carried herself high with poise, who denied anyone to control her, she was utterly shameless. Unabashed by how loud and frequent her moans were, and the way she writhed in his hold, nearing her edge just by the dexterity of his fingers. It was uncontrollable, the way she reacted. And although she never foresaw herself become a pathetic, mess for her partner, she could not suppress how he made her feel. And he made her feel good. Too good. Surprisingly and deliciously good.

The low, satisfied sounds spilled from her lips with ease, pouring out in immediate succession as he proceeded with his ministrations, while she laid on the wet tile floor. His name escaped her every once in a while, most particularly during the times he’d hit just the correct spot, or on her harder than usual. “,” she cursed rather frequently, her gaze leaving the ceiling to watch as he lapped up her wetness without ceasing once. And though Emerald wanted nothing more than to finally reach that high, she curiously wondered what it was like to be filled by him. The idea alone brought her to moan louder, heaves and whines following suit.

The bathroom soon echoed with solely the noises that escaped her lips, the sounds of water sloshing muted in comparison to the filthy sounds that came from . “Lia...Liandro,” she managed once more, breath hitching midway just as her muscles began to contract around his fingers. Her jaw dropped completely, and her eyes were directed to the ceiling. She fell silent for a second, a brief moment, before she let out one last, loud, long moan before collapsing against the tile, vision covered in stars.

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ Such an obedient girl she had become just from his hands and mouth alone.Typically, the other prefect was so stubborn, if not more stubborn than he at times. Was she so lost in pleasure that she couldn't help but obey what he requested of her? That her response was to continue to show how she physically felt in other ways? If he hadn't been so concentrated on forcing her , he would have commented on her strange obedience, how it was strangely a turn on for him. He loved girls who fought him on what he requested, but with Emerald typically fighting him in an unual manner, his body and mind had given her an exception.

May it be the slickness of her legs or just her body strength finally overpowering his, but Liandro soon found himself starting to be engulfed by her thighs once more, his mouth becoming even more buried in the deliciousness of her heat. So this was what her body was weak to? He couldn't help but chuckle at how easy it was to make her into a mess, Emerald De Lisle never did seem like the type to be so easily pleased. But all she needed was a good rubbing out and a finger to be in such a position. For her body to be so flushed in the heat of her pleasure.

With her begging, Liandro had half a mind of just ing her right there. Maybe he would have if it wasn't for the lack of a and the fatally tight grip her legs had on him. Besides, he did tell himself he wouldn't stop, not until her vocabulary was too slurred to even tell him to continue. The only thing that he decided to switch, now that his left hand was free to do whatever in his failure to restrain her legs, was to replace his tongue with them, effectively the tips of his fingers to pound into a place that had caused her to moan out his name the first time around. Combined with his work on her swollen pearl and this, Emerald was undeniably wet. A moan of his own finally dribbled past his lips as he imagined just how /good/ it would feel to be inside her.

As his eyes found hers, he could see just how unfocused she was, her eyes clouded over in lust. "Good girl," he murmured with a smirk. Never would he have expected to see such an expression made by her, especially not when he was the cause of it.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ The intonation of his voice alone was enough for a woman like her to give in as easily as she did. To succumb to his demand, even though she originally wanted nothing more than to have her way with him as well. To touch him, to show him just how much she wanted his body against her own. And yet, he forbade her to even do so much as hold him where she could, from grabbing at his locks as a means of grounding herself so that she wouldn’t fall against the floor. He had threatened to restrain her, and although it would make it impossible for her to touch him, it tempted her further.

And by god, that namesake. It was so simple, so casually uttered out, that it was near easy to miss with the bubbling of the warm water around them. Yet it it was just loud enough for her to hear, the syllables ringing in her ears as they brought butterflies to her stomach. His baritone voice, paired with what he had sinfully called her, rendered her incapable of answering—not that she knew the answer to his question.

“,” she groaned, arching her back with each flick of his tongue, each nip of his teeth, and every pump of his fingers in her . She loved every bit of what Liandro Kang has done to her thus far, and she knew that the last thing she’d want him to do is stop. He was far too good at what he did. Surprisingly good.

With her hair soaking wet, fair chest raised towards the ceiling, perky nubs pointed with arousal, Emerald has become every bit of a mess. And she, for once did not care. Not at all. Not especially when splotches of white have surfaced in her line of sight, vision starry-eyed. This time, she could not restrain herself from squeezing her legs around his head. Her breaths, now more shallow, and moans spilling out more frequently, she knew that she was on the brink of reaching her peak.

“Liandro,” she mustered, his name coming out in the form of a whine. Her eyes fell upon him, a shameless lust burnished in her darkened hues. “God. Please, don’t stop. Don’t...don't stop.”

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ Never in a million years would the Slytherin had expected to hear something so innocent from Emerald. The giggles the emitted from her as her bare bottom rested on the cool tile was strangely enticing. In that moment, it made Emerald seem extremely cute which caused the moan that followed to be even more invigorating. His throbbed, especially at the hint of surprised within her voice. This, was exactly what he wanted from her, however, he hadn't expected the woman to be this vocal.

Nor did he expect just how often his name would roll off her tongue in desperation. Yet, he wanted more of it, to continue to live in this ual fantasy made reality. He wasn't going to stop until she screamed for him to do so, until her body quite literally could not take the pleasure anymore. Whether this meant through his tongue, fingers ro his .

"What is it, baby girl?" He asked as if there was even something for her to say. His teeth grazed over her , his tongue graces over the beautiful folds of her . At this point, he knew where she was ending up and with her thighs slowly tightening around him, he knew that he was pressing all the right spots. Kissing in all the right places. It was a wonder that she wasn't soaking wet yet, not with how her body was reacting to the combination of his fingers and tongue.

Finally, not wanting his head to be crushed, nor did he feel like suffocating in her slowly glistening , Liandro's grip on the other's thigh tightened, pressing it to her side so that he could continue to have the need access to her body. "Tug on my head one more time Emerald, and I will use a binding spell to keep those pretty hands out of the way," he growled when she tugged at his hair once again. His lust-filled eyes provided the information that she would have needed. He was quite serious about binding her if need be, if she continued to grab him in her pleasure.

With his threat, his long fingers slid from her wet hole, only to massage and rub her some more. It was a way to test whether she would more likely from penetration or from a simple . Of course, with nothing else to do with his mouth, and being in quite an odd position, Lian's tongue took its place in filling her up. Emerald was surprisingly sweet.

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@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ Emerald wasn’t one to speak as much as she did. She usually kept quiet, and allowed her perfectly-manicured fingers to do the talking for her, to communicate just how much she wanted to appease the lust that stirred in between her legs. Normally, she’d let her lips press against the skin of her partner, or let her tongue encourage them to do just her bidding. If anything, the only sounds that would spill from her pretty, pouty lips were noises of validation, or the occassional name that escaped out of her control. But today was different. She wanted to challenge his words, to see just how different he was when he has a girl and spreading their legs for him. She wanted to know if his talkative mouth spoke a language far too dirty for innocent ears; she wanted him to surprise her completely.

The Slytherin prefect shivers when her partner pulled her out of the water, while the sensation of the slick, cold tile caused her to giggle. She marveled at his strength, but does not say anything of it, instead choosing to patiently wait to see what he does next. “However much I can…?” she trailed off when he inserts a finger into her, her lips forming an ‘o’ shape as a moan pours out. It was low, a hint of surprise laced in the tone, and absolutely one of satisfaction.

“Liandro,” she whined his name, the second time coming out much more natural than the previous. She enjoyed this, thoroughly, and god, his tongue. A strong, wet, and incredibly skilled muscle that brings her back to arch, as she anchors herself by propping her forearms on the floor. Her head fell back from her shoulders, and hung open, soft, satisfied moans escaping one after the other.

She reached out with one hand, grabbing hold of his hair, to entangle her fingers within his dark locks. “, Liandro…” She gave a tug to his hair, eyes closing completely while her legs began to close in around his head.

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ Her question brought a smirk to his lips, his movements on her body pausing just for a moment so that his dark eyes could meet her own. The look that he offered Emerald was one filled with lust and one that also showed her that he was not as stupid as he made himself seem with her. "I can put two and two together as to what you're curious about. It's cute that you think I'd just blindly believe you would agree to something like this without...actually. That's unimportant." They were certainly talking to much, it was unnecessary when all Liandro wanted out of her at this moment was to spread her legs for him. He didn't necessarily need to find out why she allowed him to look upon her sudsy, body, not when it was painfully obvious.

Besides, the way she said his name, . All he wanted to do was twist her in the most unholy of positions and cause his name to drip endlessly from her beautiful lips. To cause a symphony of her moans to echo through the tiled bath, to the point that potential passerby may hear them and wonder just where the sounds were emitting from.

And thus, without warning and as if to answer her very seductive sounding question, Liandro took hold of the prefect's waist once more, only to force her to be seated right along the edge of the bath, every part of her now in full view. "However much you can take, sweetheart." His own words dripped with the very lust that had appeared on his visage.

With careful fingers, well not very careful with the force that he applied to it, the male found the other’s entrance, shoving his middle digit and his ring finger deep inside of her, searching and pressing in the warm cavern of her body. He had every intention of ing her right, thus, that meant figuring out just what works for her body, and not doing so with her completely engulfed by the water. It wouldn't exactly be pleasant for either of them that way, not with the risk of potential chafing. His free hand pushed her right leg up, allowing him better access to drop his face into her beautiful folds.

As he curled and pushed his fingers in her, he wanted Emerald to writhe, to continue to make those heavenly sounds. And thus, his pink tongue darted out, kicking along the span of her filled entrance to her oris.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ If Emerald were to be completely honest with both herself and the man she held against her body, she would admit that she had no idea where her curiosity came from. It appeared out of nowhere, really. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself. If she was completely honest with herself, she would acknowledge the fact that she has thought about a moment like this at least once or twice; that she wanted to know what it was like to get ed by Liandro Kang, the man wwho relentlessly pestered her. But Emerald would never admit that to him, no. She was much too prideful, and if he wanted the truth, he’d have to force it out of her somehow.

“How do you know I’m not lying?” Her words came out a breathless whisper, a struggled attempt to find her words as she become distracted by the warm mouth that closes around her . She falls silent for a moment, only a brief second, trying her hardest to regain composure before she continued. “I never said what I was curious about, Liandro.”



His name rolls of her tongue as smooth as butter, each syllable uttered clearly, unsilenced by the rippling waters. Once again does she pause, this time to let out a soft, audible moan. Water-drenched digits comb through his dark hair while she leans back against the tile wall, her half-lidded pair of eyes taking in the sweet, sinful image of her in his mouth. “I said I wanted you to prove to me that you are a different man in bed,” she began again, lifting her hands from his head and the water to brush stray, dark strands of hair away from her chest, and over her shoulder. “So I’m curious—and yes, you can show me—but...tell me, baby,” her voice lowered to a whisper, gaze directed on him. “How hard do you plan to me?”

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ Her slender fingers tugging on the loops of his uniform pants made goosebumps form on his arms despite the very warm room. The male was certainly excited by her touch, her lips, everything. The woman before him was unbelievably y whether or not she was fully clothed. However, there was something about the wetness of her skin that made him go near insane. He wanted her, needed every bit of her body that she would give.

Once more she mentioned her mere curiosity of it, something that Liandro found absolutely hard to believe. Emerald De Lisle did not seem like the type of woman to press her body against a man just because she was curious. Nor did she come across as the type to allow a man's lips travel across her burning skin due to mere curiosity either. The Slytherin male's hands traveled down her waist to cup just under her buttocks, squeezing it with a satisfied grunt. "You should know me by now, Emerald. Unlike you, I won't lie and tell you I'm just curious when you and I know I'm here because I find you highly attractive," he murmured huskily against her soft skin, now pulling her to her knees in the warm water, allowing his lips to find her . "And I plan on ing you." His words were nearly muffled by, not only the sounds of the water moving with them, but also by the pleasant mounds on her chest. "Do you have any other questions, Miss De Lisle?"

Once more, it was was a question that did not need an answer. Liandro said what he needed to, all that mattered now was that Emerald agreed with doing just that. As he waited upon her answer, he nipped at the bud of her left , on it until red.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ There was a deep, inexplicable hunger that burned in the back of . A small fire, a tiny flame which ignited during their small exchange over the phone, and flared up the moment he walked through that door. Her eyes burned with that same flame, a brazen gaze directed only at him, as she could not deny that at that moment, she wanted nothing more than for him to join her in that bath. To strip off those pesky clothes, to press his skin against hers. In fact, she ached for it, because as soon as she walked through that door, his attitude commanded her attention.

His demeanor was cocky, domineering, and incredibly y, considering the fact that he must’ve had to lie to the painting of the mermaid just so he could see her. And she knew that like her, he was just as desperate to satiate the need that grew with every second of delay. At the touch of his lips, she let out a satisfied moan. It was a small noise, almost quiet, as the bubbling of the water barely allowed sound to escape the tub. Quite the annoying thing, really, because a part of her wanted him to hear just how much she wanted him.

Desperation became evident in the manner in which she kissed him, indulging in the taste of his mouth. Her fingers, ever-so curious, raised to tug on the belt loop of his trousers, as her lips began to feverishly on his tongue. She played with it, , rubbing, and even nipping at the wet muscle, just until he pulls away to yank off his garment. 

“I’m just curious, that’s all,” she murmured, curling her arms around his neck with the intention of hoisting herself up to stand. But as he began to place his lips upon the delicate skin of her neck, she remained seated, tilting her head to allow him better access. “Now, tell me,” she spoke between deeper breaths. “What made you come here?”

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ The question was rhetorical, of course, the prefect not giving an ounce of care as to what the answer was. They both played their words in ways that had possibly made the other more intrigued, become much more curious about one another's ual prowess. Besides, Liandro couldn't deny that his partner often made him hot and bothered. Of course, that is quite what he meant through his messages. Exactly what he meant when he stated for her to read between the lines. So this, desperation in ravishing , oh it had been something that he'd thought of far too often.

His tongue pushed past her full lips, meeting her teeth and then soon her own tongue. He never imagined just how she would taste, it was not something that was on his mind until her tongue d his, offering something a bit sweet and the taste of a mint toothpaste. Emerald tasted good, there was no doubt about that, and the male certainly craved for more. Thus, his hand removed from her face, but his lips still continued their work on hers, to remove his highly unnecessary clothing. He most frantic with his button-down shirt, frustrated with the amount of buttons before he gave up and pulled from her addicting mouth to just pull the fabric over his head.

Highly uny, he already knew that. But his mind was set getting himself in there with here, regardless how idiotic he looked in his rush to slip into the warm water beside her. "What were you saying about your curiosity?" Once more, the question was rhetorical, however, Liandro gave her time to answer this time around as his hands merely gripped onto her wet waist in an effort to keep her from straying. His lips grazed over the dips and lines of her collar bone and neck, , , biting in any place that she'd allow.

@－ ❛ s ❜：liandro kang。⁰⁴ A soft, carefree humming of La Vie En Rose echoes in the tiled walls of the Prefect's Bath, unoccupied except for a single damsel. She wades through the bubbling water without an ounce of worry upon her pretty little shoulders. Her body was relaxed, flowing with the movement of the ripples, as if she was one with the water that embraced her. Soft breaths interrupted her melody, though only for a brief moment, before she would continue her song with the most gracious smile upon those pouty lips. The girl, who rarely smiled around others, found joy in this peaceful time alone, though she knew it would soon become much more exhilarating when the hour comes for another to join her.

Her eyes, lackadaisical in their gaze, flicker over to the luminescent screen besides the tub. The message alone tugs at her lips into a grin, except, this one was much more coy, much less serene than the previous one. And so she continues her song, leaning against the wall as she closes her eyes to enjoy the last bit of her time alone. This, of course, became too short lived, when an intruder's voice breaks her peace. The girl turns her head, chin hovering above her wet, bare shoulder, and she smiles at him with a coquettish glint in her brown hues. "I don't know," she murmured truthfully, twisting so that her forearms may rest upon the bathroom floor. "Curiosity? Maybe..." Before she could utter another word, the male silences her with his lips. It was commanding, forceful, as if he desperately wanted to prove her wrong. And although she wanted nothing more than to challenge him, she was quick to succumb, as she also had something to prove. Though, she didn't know what, just yet. All she knew was that she sat in his grasp, tiers moving along with his without a second of hesitation.

@－ ❛ s ❜：emerald de lisle。⁰⁴ "," he breathed out loud, staring at the last message that he had sent to his fellow prefect. He knew that he shouldn't have been on his phone during his rounds, but goddam did it lead him to something wonderous. Not only that, the fact that Emerald even agreed was ing beyond him. Whatever it was, Liandro didn't care, all that he knew was that he was to go to the prefect bath /now/. No funny business. It wasn't like anyone would notice the halls that he had missed, he was always good about them. But who cared this time. If he waited any longer, Mera may change her mind and leave the bath.

He was out of breath when he arrived to the prefect bath, somehow convincing the painting that Emerald had indeed already left the bath. That they just hadn't notice her walk out. It was clear that the mermaid didn't believe home, but she opened up anyways, allowing Liandro to enter, kicking off his shoes and socks before he came into view of the bath. Emerald was sat so elegantly, so beautifully within its contents that a smirk tugged on the males typically stoic demeanor. "So, tell me. What made you change you mind about this whole ordeal, Emerald?" His Slytherin robes drop to the tile, his uniform tie was loosened with one quick tug as he mad his way towards the woman, dropping to his knees at the edge of the bath, only to tug her face up for a kiss filled with enough ual tension to drive them both.