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Post by annettelivingston on Apr 6, 2010 8:28:14 GMT -5
Annette could not remove the smile from her face when he spoke. She watched him light it by striking it along the floor. "seems your charms are working just fine on me too " she said softly. She could not help but sit back hearing how his accent changed to one she knew to be cockney. "So your a native to London" She glanced down at the pendent as she held it in her hand. "Its my good luck charm, my mother was given it when i was born, its Bastet, the Egyptian protector goddess " her blue eyes turned upward to glance into his. Momentarily captured in the pools that were his eyes.
She gave a light cough and took a small sip of her whiskey the glass resting on her lap as her red painted fingers brushed the brim. Gently taking away any lipstick that had sat against the glass. She sighed as she sat back drinking her whiskey but her eyes still rested on spike, he fascinated her. Could say tempted her but yet frustrated her at the same time. It had been along time since she had felt this way. "you do know some find a native accent , some what... " she lent forward slightly so her lips were close to his ear as she spoke softly to him, so that only he could hear her words "sexy" she smiled sensuously as she pulled back. Once more to sit against the chair.
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Post by daansn3 on Apr 6, 2010 8:47:05 GMT -5
He chuckled for a second as his own remark got passed back at him. He inhaled smoke only to blow it out once again and looked at the pendant for one more second. When he looked up he spoke ’’Yeah native, me mom was a skank and me father a shank not even nothing to be proud of, momsy quit the business though after all you can’t charge someone to poke a mother and a baby ain’t that right?’’ He closed his eyes for a second and frowned, he was asking himself why he was always this open when he was a little bit mad, it was a cycle. He couldn’t help it.
He changed his attention back to her as she spoke of the pendant. ’’it’s a beautifull thing on a nice woman. And I think I heard the name of the goddess somewhere yeah. Its nice to have something that gives yah luck. ‘’ Chris finished his drink and looked at the teacher. ’’Fancy another round love?’’ He gestured at the barkeep once more and also gave a smile at him to show affection, some people deemed that to be important. When he turned back he decided to get more comfortable, he got out of his duster and hung it over the back of his chair.
When he sat down again he smiled as the teacher whispered in his ear that his accent was sexy. He smiled and bend over to her too. ’’Some other people hit on east European women and their tongue ’’ He had noticed it but just so recently he could place it. Also he came to the conclusion that this new teacher was very attractive.
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Post by annettelivingston on Apr 6, 2010 9:11:25 GMT -5
She smiled as he lent his coat on the back of a chair " Are you trying to get me drunk?" she asked noticing him motion to the barkeep for more drinks. Not that she couldn't handle more , this whiskey was nothing like her own back home. She looked into her glass at the liquid that sat still in it. she looked back up at him "so what do you like about charms?" she asked "is it the allure of the forbidden, or just the sleek lines and curves of the charms them selves" She spoke softly and with a half smile. Her eyes dancing in the light of the fire as she spoke to him.
Stretching out her leg she let it brush his. Quickly she looked up at him wondering if he had noticed. She lightly bit her lip feeling her cheeks warm slightly from her slip. But her heart beat fast just from the touch. She knew it was so wrong yet why did she feel it was just right. Mys be she thought it was the secret side of her that now crept out. The side that wanted the thrill of being with a younger man. Of what she could show him to what he could do to her.
She bit her lip more trying to hold her feelings back. She knew she had bit it hard as she tasted the coppery taste of blood in her mouth as it found its way to run down the sides of her lips
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Post by daansn3 on Apr 6, 2010 9:35:41 GMT -5
’’Annette, how could you think that of me, I’d never sink that deep love.’’ He acted like she insulted him and looked at her the same was before it turned into a sardonic smile. ’’couldn’t get ya drunk if I wanted to anyway. Lightweight meself y’know’’ He know talked with his accent anyways, since she said it was sexy, he figured that he might as well go on with it.
’’ The nice thing bout charms is that yah can do everything with it ya’know. Making pinochio a real boy is fun, but ye need to make the puppet walk first. That’s the charm of charm.’’ he smiled at her. ’’Also you can flirt with the teacher, while flirting with the other teachers is just wrong.’’
He felt her leg touch his and his eyes travelled down for a second looking at the fine legs of the woman. Then his eyes followed her legs towards her hips and beyond that until he stopped looking into he eyes again. Her eyes were piercing blue, beautifull like an ice sculpture. He noticed something red coming from her mouth. Without realizing he stretched out his hand and took a little blood of her lip with his fingertip. ’’The whiskey burns for you now pet, blood is magical y’know, you shouln’t spill it easy.’’ he reached in his pocked and got out his wand. ’’This is a random spell I learned, so useless, yet so magical. It turns the blood of someone into a flower that fits best.’’ He touched the blood and a rose emerged. A white one to be exact. ’’ your beautiful love’’ He offered her the rose.
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Post by annettelivingston on Apr 6, 2010 10:00:02 GMT -5
she felt his finger touch her lip as they parted slightly. Letting a single drop fall to his finger. As she watched she saw him change it into a white rose. "you know, white is for purity. " she said using a silk hankie with her initials delicately embroidered on to wipe her lips clean. " thought pure in body doesn't always fall pure in mind" She could not help but smirk as she placed her hankie on the table in front of her " Maybe flirting is the charm that will get you some where , depending on how you use it and for how long, some charms only work for a little while then you must strengthen them" She lent forward again gently touching his knee "with a touch," Again she moved to his ear "A word, or a kiss. " This time she let her breath gently caress his cheek. Sitting back she let her hand brush his knee " or it wears off ."
Picking up her glass she smiled even though as she drank she felt the sting of the whiskey against the bite on her lip but it made her sigh. Annette had not been so relaxed around some one but here was spike , who she was actually loving and flirting with. She gave a sigh as she looked at him thinking why could he not have come before she became a teacher. Her eyes wondered once more to his chest , his thighs his physique and she could not help the low soft growl that left her lips.
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Post by daansn3 on Apr 6, 2010 10:27:08 GMT -5
He smiled as she explained charming from two perspectives at once. At least that’s what he thought she was doing, he also thought that she was doing a good job at that. He smiled and made his trademark smile at her. ’’ it’s not about the body or mind love, its about the genes.’’ He laughed and flashed his w again, making the flower disappear. ’’I personally think that a man can give a fine lady like yourself something better flowers’’ She started to talk more about the charms and that you needed to strengthen them every once in a while.
He bend towards her and put his finger under her chin gently applying just enough pressure to make sure that her face would follow his finger not to get hurt, his black fingernails needed more polishing he noticed but that wasn’t the point. When she was close enough he tilted his head so he could say something close to her ear. ’’Then why not make it unbreakable from the beginning niblet.’’ he pulled back a little and kissed her on the cheek soflty. After that he released her and learned back into his chair and took a sip from his firewhiskey.
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Post by annettelivingston on Apr 6, 2010 10:59:53 GMT -5
Annette watched him make the rose disappeared , she was a little disappointed but then looking at him. She could tell he had something else in mind as he lent forward. she felt his finger against her warm cheek gently drawing her to look at him, the closer his face came the faster her heart beat in her chest. Soon she closed her eyes as she heard him speak softly to her and she smiled tensing ever so slightly at the touch of his lips against her cheek "Because the stronger the magic the More likely it will back fire, and where would the fun be in that " she turned to watch him as he sat back in his chair.
She knew her cheeks now showed a light pink. But knew she wanted him to see what he made her do. She knew now it was so wrong , yet she was loving every moment , his voice his touch. All sent a feeling threw her and she so wanted more. But at the same time she knew it was wrong , her job was to teach not seduce the pupil , but he to her was like a bee to honey, totally irresistible. She moved her leg so her foot rested against his once more gently she brushed his her eyes and smile now holding a wicked devilment in them, she wanted more.
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Post by daansn3 on Apr 6, 2010 11:15:31 GMT -5
He finished his firewhiskey and smiled at the teacher. She appeared to be interested and he thought that was a good sign. Billy idol lookalikes seemed to get a lot less attention this day then in the past. Now you were cool if you looked like a rapping man, which isn’t cool obviously. That was just the thought that chris always had when he looked at the people that were deemed badass now. He thought they were weak and not important. In comparison to him, what were they? Nothing he knew. He made himself come back to the point as he knew that he had once more let himself be distracted by his own brain.
Her cheeks had changed color and he thought it was cute. He smiled and his eyes narrowed a bit to reflect the cuteness of her blushing. This woman was end twenties and she was blushing at something that a seventeen year old boy said to her. ’’Annette, do wha’ you wanna do. I won’t snitch now will I?’’
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