"I can be just as bad as the next girl," she said giving him a sexy little smile. T could feel his pants grow tighter as he watched her drink.
He couldn't help but picture her lips on him and let out a low groan. She giggled as she put her hand gently on his knee, "you can be bad too, I presume?" She said as she crawled over to him on hands and knees. She straddled his body with her own and let her pelvis gently move against his.
She giggled a bit, "Oh, just as I thought," she said feeling his manhood against her thigh. She looked around the small room and then back at him before smirking, "and we're all alone."
He swallowed the lump that was now forming in his throat and then blushed lightly as he looked over at her, "W-what does that mean?" he managed to stutter out.
She smirked and stood on shaky legs. She could barely stand and her mind was racing. She knew what he was doing, but she needed him to admit it. Would she really go through with this if it came down to it? Would she shag him? At this point, anything was possible.
She led him slowly to her private room and pushed him slowly toward the bed. "Want to hear something funny?" she asked with a deep, sexy voice. She didn't wait for him to answer, she continued on her own, "I know what you're doing!"
He raised his eyebrow, and managed to gather a calm, collected tone, "And what am I doing?" he asked running his hand down her arm slowly, almost achingly.
"You're seeking revenge," she said pushing him roughly onto her bed before climbing on top of him, "Unfortunately for you," she said slowly unbuttoning his shirt and running her fingers across his newly exposed skin, "I knew all along." As she finished her statement she tore the shirt from his body, scattering the buttons over the duvet.
He couldn't stop the growling moan that escaped his lips, "Not bad for a Hufflepuff." It was then that Suzanne knew she was going to go through with it... not for revenge, but because she actually cared for Theodore. She had feelings for him. Fuck. Suzanne had feelings for yet another Slytherin.
He reached up, cautiously and ran his finger down her arm again. "Don't go nice on me now," she teased. He laughed lightly and let out a growl before pulling her down to him and flipping their positions. She giggled as he ripped her shirt from her body, taking her bra with it. He immediately placed his lips over her nipples and nibbled and licked at them playfully. She let out moans of appreciation and pleasure as she made her idle hands work at his pants.
Once they rid each other of their clothing, they paused for a moment and looked at one another. Suzanne let a smile play at her lips. She couldn't understand why she wasn't repulsed by him, instead she was seemingly drwan to him. Fuck. This was NOT going according to plan. Before she knew it he was hovering over her. She looked into his eyes as he thrust into her. She raked her nails against his back and let out a low moan of satifaction as he began to set a pace.
He hadn't realized it, but this was more than just a shag to him. And it wasn't until after he came inside her and she laid her head on his chest that he was able to come to terms with it. She laid against him, cuddling close and smiled to herself. "Wow," she finally said as she lifted her head and laid herself beside him. He let out a small whimper as she moved away and peered over at her.
"Not bad," he said calmly as he looked over at her. Her hair was sprawled around her and the covers rested just above her nipple, but still exposing cleavage. He smiled at the sight and she, unknowingly, was checking him out at the same time. She stared longingly at his strong, nicely formed body and she loved the way the blanket fell low enough to see the freshly shaven stretch of skin before arriving at his manhood. She got the chills just thinking about what they had just done. She wanted to ask him if she was just another shag, but she knew him. She knew what he was doing from the beginning... she already knew his answer.
She rolled away from him and pulled the sheets closer to her body as she sat up. "I'm going to shower," she said, hoping it would hint to him that he should go, but what Slytherin boy ever got the memo. She threw something on and made her way down to the prefect bath.
"Sue, wait." She turned and saw him. Fuck. This wasn't going to be easy to end after all.
