Post by Professor O'Conner on Feb 12, 2009 18:04:33 GMT -5
Ashelle had gotten up early that morning to take care of her animals. First she went up to the Owlery to feed Vivienne Tenahu, accompanied by Raiku the Alaskan Malamute. Then she went to the school barns where she fed and watered Raiku and her Thestrals, Artemis Fowl I and II.
She was getting ready to brush them and was considering giving them a shampoo when a odd mist floated down from the castle. It was a weird color but Ashelle didn't really pay it much mind. Student were often getting extra credit work wrong and blowing up their cauldrons. After a while, a breeze came by and whisked the mist away out toward the forest.
Ashelle finished gathering her brushes and went back in to get to work but half way there stopped. Was it just her or was the hay particularly fragrant today? It smelled like fresh cut flowers . . . and could the sky have gotten bluer while she was in the tack room? The Artemis's were standing nose to nose despite being in different stalls. That was strange, they usually ignored each other. Well at least she knew they did indeed like each other. Perhaps spring had come early? Yes that must be it. Ashelle loved spring! The flowers and the colors . . . it was all so beautiful . . .
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Feb 12, 2009 18:14:03 GMT -5
Morgan had just spent the most pleasant hour with Lucius. She would have spent all day with him (he was really quite handsome), but they had parted, and she found herself lolling about by the lakeshore. She spotted the barn where Dora liked to sleep when it was warm enough for her to be outside at night. She stood, brushed the grass off of herself, and went in. She was not alone, Ashelle was in there.
She hadn't seen much of Ashelle since the 'incident', but suddenly she understood things much better. Of course Malachy had kissed her. Seeing her now, Morgan was in awe of her beauty, the way her radiant red hair tumbled down her back. Morgan wanted to kiss her. So, she sauntered up behind Ashelle, gave her a hug from the back, getting a sniff of her hair in the process (it smelled even better than it looked). and said "Hey there, Ash" in a sultry voice.
Post by Professor O'Conner on Feb 12, 2009 18:30:39 GMT -5
Ashelle knew that voice! She jumped, and whipped around. "Morgan!" she exclaimed then stopped. How had she been so oblivious to Morgans beauty before? Her eyes were like limped pools of molten amber, her hair like spun white gold. Ashelle stared and stared at the feast for the eyes that stood before her. "You . . . look so . . . amazing," she finished, her fingers tingled with the want to reach out for Morgan, to touch her lovely pale skin. This was weird no girl had ever even spoke to her the way Morgan just had, never mind made her feel this - peculiar. "M-morgan . . . uh . . ." for the first time in her life it seemed Ashelle couldn't find the words. She pursed her lips and licked them to give herself time to think.
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Feb 12, 2009 18:39:10 GMT -5
Ashelle turned and Morgan was captivated by her icy blue eyes. Eyes that color were at odss withc such flaming red hair, but the effect was charming on Ashelle. The Gryffindor seemed lost for words, and she licked her full, lucious lips. Such lips...
Morgan could contain herself no longer. She closed the final distance between herself and Ashelle. She kissed Ashelle as though she had been longing to do so her entire life.
Post by Professor O'Conner on Feb 12, 2009 18:53:49 GMT -5
Ashelle thought and hesitations swept away when Morgan's sweet lips met hers so eagerly. Her arms clutched Morgan to her, one of her hands caressing Morgan's long hair, as she kissed her best girlfriend back passionately.
For once in her life Ashelle felt the burning love so many of her other school mates did on a daily basis. For once she held everything she'd ever wanted in her arms, something all the money in the world couldn't buy. Ashelle slipped her hand to the small of Morgan's back, and pressed against her, enjoying the feeling of her smooth skin and warm lips against her own.
Ashelle melted against Morgan, having no concern for past or future. There was only here, now. There needed to be more of here and now.
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Feb 12, 2009 20:05:26 GMT -5
Morgan moaned a little as Ashelle matched her tenacity. A hand in the small of her back reminded her of her manners and her own hands lost themselves in Ashelle flaming curls. Her mouth kissed Ashelle again, wandering from lips to cheek to neck to ear and back to lips.
She let one of her hands drift from Ashelle's locks, to find the hem of Ashelle's shirt and go underneath...just a little. This was sheer heaven, and Morgan was glad to be here. She let her lips wander again, a little more freely. Her lips grazed the place hwere Ashelle's skin disappeared beneath the neckline of her shirt.
Post by Professor O'Conner on Feb 12, 2009 22:38:30 GMT -5
"Mmmmm," where had Morgan learned all this? Was there some room in Firefox with books on how to snog? Ashelle would likely have wondered this if not for the fact that she couldn't think at all. Her body shuddered as Morgan's kisses traveled. Some thing in Ashelle wished to cry out, but a much stronger force was keeping her sounds very quiet.
She sighed again, when Morgan's fingers met the skin of her waist beneath her shirt. This certainly was one way to make up there friendship. When Morgan kissed near the neckline of her shirt Ashelle felt her knees almost give out. "I - I . . .need to sit down," she whispered, and burred her face in Morgan's shoulder.
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Feb 13, 2009 20:28:14 GMT -5
Morgan heard Ashelle's whispered words with some concern, and she pulled away. Oh dear. Had she gone too far? It seemed Ashelle was not quite up to Morgan's level of adoration, but then, who could blame her? Morgan's adoration for Ashelle was quite high. Perhaps she should leave the girl now and give her time to recover before trying anything else.
Of course not. What a ridiculous idea!
Instead, Morgan slid one arm around Ashelle and helped her to sit on a simple wooden bench backed up against the barn wall. Morgan sat next to her. Leaving her arm around Ashelle's waist, she used her other hand to cup Ashelle's chin, and looked into the Gryffie's devastatingly gorgeous icy orbs.
"Was that too much for you, sweetness?" she purred in a mock upset tone. "I'm so sorry. This time, I shall attempt to be more gentle." Still cupping Ashelle's chin, she gave her fellow prefect the gentlest of kisses.
Post by Professor O'Conner on Feb 13, 2009 21:12:22 GMT -5
Ashelle sighed and leaned into Morgan's new kiss, happy to not be standing on the tilting floor any longer. She touched Morgan's neck and shoulders with one hand eventually putting her arms around her once more. Once they stopped for a breath Ashelle told her; "Thank you for slowing down my dearest Morgan. I have to admit, not one has ever wished to kiss me so fervently before. I feel so happy right now! You are such a beautiful girl . . . and sweet . . . and kind . . ." With each assertion of Morgan's virtues Ashelle gave Morgan a sweet kiss, one on her earlobe, one on her lips and one on her neck near her collar bone. "I wish this wasn't a dream but I can't imagine such bliss being anything else. Please tell me your really adore me as much as I do you?" Ashelle held Morgan close lovingly running her fingers through her love's soft blond hair.
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