Dark Meeting {{Jazzy}}

[anton]

The roses smelled wonderful, he held six in his hand. The baby's breath that was added to the small bouquet made a wonderful addition. He knew he had hurt her, there could be no doubt. He had no idea that their sexual encounter had meant more to her than to him. However, at the same time he always sort of knew his effect on others. It was his bread and butter to know these things. Regardless, he wanted more. Anton had a strong appetite, and she filled his needs once already. He found that his needs were only stronger, and he was willing to do what it took to make sure he got her in bed once again.

He glanced around, no one was in the dungeons. The rest of the school would be asleep, tucked safely into their little beds. Anton had long since memorized the routine of the patrols so no prefect, or Headboy would interfere in their little meeting. He only had to wait and see if she would respond to the owl he had sent her. He had wrote her a little note, sent it on red paper, with hearts and a pink ribbon. He supposed those were the things girls liked, Anton found it rather silly. However, he wanted her to sneak out and meet him away from prying eyes.

Anton asked her to meet him in the dungeons. He asked her to come alone, just half past midnight. It was now twenty-five minutes after midnight, and he was looking for her to show up at any moment. Of course, if she did not come he would have to think of something else to do to gain her attention. However, he knew she would come. He saw the look in her eye when they were spending time together. There could be no doubt in his mind that she would show up. And then, one thing could lead to another, and he could sample her once again. Anton was excited to do just thought. His lips moved into a small smirk and he waited.

[jazzellamaree]

Jazzella had read the letter Anton had sent her over again and decided to meet him. She found one of her most revealing outfits - a small tight fitting top that basically only covered her chest and a Mini mini skirt. She then ran out the door knowing she looked good. She headed to where it had said to meet him. She got there and spotted him waiting there with flowers. He had flowers for her. She was shocked. Why would he give her flowers.

She walked over to him making sure to walk as sexy as possibly and tease him. She knew what she wanted and she was going to get what she wanted. She knew he wanted the exactly the same thing ... to have her in his bed once more. She wasn't going to give into him that easily though he was going to have to charm her really good to get her . She wanted to play hard to get.

"Hey." She said sexily, as she moved around him. Her walk had a cat-like quality to it and she knew it was going to drive him insane which was what she was going for. She knew she was being a tease but it wasn't like he wasn't going to end up with her in his bed.

[anton]

His eyes crawled over her perfect form. The way her body moved from the shadows to be so close to him made him desire her more. Of course, this was exactly her plan. He could see it in the look in her eye. She wanted something, and he had exactly what she needed. However, it would not come as easy as that. Even if he did want to be inside her as quickly as possible, there was no way he was going to give in to her seduction that fast. No, Anton enjoyed playing, and she was the perfect toy.

He moved closer to her, placed the roses into her soft hands, and kissed her. His lips pressed onto hers, his tongue moved out to touch her bottom lip. Her taste was an addiction, like she used a potion of desire to mark her full lips. His body almost quivered, but Anton remained in control. As his body pressed against hers he could feel her curves against him. This sensation was something he had enjoyed about the first time they had slept together. The way her body seemed made to fit against his.

He broke off the kiss, and whispered into her ear. "I am so glad you decided to come, and looking so... immaculate. Was this all for little old me?" His eyes moved down to her chest, something he desired seeing more often. Her curves were full, bounced always in the right direction, and were pleasing to the eyes. She was a complete firecracker, and she knew how to work what she had. Anton felt like kissing her mother for making her so perfect. His eyes moved back up and looked into her eyes. Maybe making her wait for what they both wanted so bad was not such a smart idea after all. In fact, Anton knew he would not be able to wait long before he was inside her again.