James sat by the door of the library, putting the finishing touches on his Potions essay. It was, he had to admit, something of a masterpiece. Outstanding Potions NEWT, here I come, he thought confidently, writing his name at the top of the paper with a flourish
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As she wandered past the library, Eden easily caught the sounds of James happily rambling on about his favourite subject - Quidditch.
"...no matter who makes the final." He was saying, just as Eden turned the corner through the doors. Her sharp eyes caught sight of James sitting with two girls, Gryffindors if she wasn't mistaken. The tart had her hand on her boyfriends arm, watching him with a seductive look in her eyes.
Eden seethed.
She stepped closer, behind the two girls. "Honey," she drawled, her teeth grinding.
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Without thinking, Eden reached out and grabbed the girl's hair, the one who was touching her boyfriend. As if she was simply moving a vase, Eden pulled back and up, the girl making a frightened sound as she was forced to stand. Moving her across, away from him, Eden took the girls seat, still holding on to her hair.
With a fierce look at both frozen girls, Eden leant forward, using her free hand to wrap James' tie around her fist, and kissed him. Not a soft, welcoming peck; a deep, possessive kiss, fuelled by her jealousy and anger, her need to make sure they all realised that he was firmly off-limits.
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She licked her lips, close enough to him to smell his shampoo. "Get on the bed, James..." she ordered softly, firmly, her eyes never moving from his.
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Her tongue traced a long line up his throat, wet and warm, before she settled her mouth down and bit softly, just so that he would feel it, but not enough to threaten to break his skin.
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She smiled at him, and gave in, having punished him enough. With barely a breath, she sat down, fully, taking all of him inside her. The pleasure tipped her forward a little, one hand tightening on his wrists, the other bracing herself against his chest. She panted, watching him, feeling herself pulse around him at the sudden penetration.
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She bit her own lip as she moved slowly, rocking her hips a little, circling them, feeling him stretch her body.
"James..." she whimpered, her head tilting back. When her body stopped shaking so badly, she lifted herself carefully, slowly, enjoying every inch as it slid out of her. Nearly at the tip once more, she stared at him, still unable to believe that she was here, doing this, that he could make her feel like this...
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She slid, it was less effort than actively getting up, moving to his side, her legs finally getting their feeling back as she crooked her knee over his thighs.
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