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Thread: Adding a bit of purity

He found himself disarmed but even her full strength only knocked him back about a foot or so. He was still standing within range of grabbing her but hesitated. He looked to her as her robe flapped open. Bit cold in her Granger or did your nipples get all stiff on their own? He teased before he gave a short derisive laugh. That door is locked, for at least two hours, and with Dumbledore out of town, and Professor Flitwick off doing work, no one can break the charm on it. He said with a smirk. I mean...unless you mean to kill me. He said edging closer to her. Would you do that Granger? I don't think you have it in you. You struck my face, its my place to show you yours. No matter what you've heard, you'll never be as good as one of us, for all his talk about equality...Dumbledore's a pureblood. He said with a soft laugh. Voldemort is a half ling but that's more than you'll ever be. He said as his eyes narrowed and he glared at her. Now you stand here..with a wand...pointed at me.. He began before he sighed. Well..what happens now?
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She immediately clasped her robe shut as he commented on her current state. Her blush was still extremely apparent. Glaring at him she quickly moved over to where his wand had fallen and picked it up still keeping her wand pointed at him. All the while listening to his pureblood rant. Pft she would never ever explain herself to someone like him. Now I guess we wait. She muttered. I'm not going to Azkaban for someone like you. If I wanted to I could probably work the charm myself. But I'd turn my back and YOU would kill me. She wouldn't dare to relax. Even though she had his wand and had the upper hand she would never underestimate anyone. You might as well have a seat. Because until that charm wears off I'm keeping my guard up. She said as she kept her defensive stance.
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I wouldn't waste the magic on you. He said rather cockily before he shook his head. If I had to kill you Granger I'd do it bare handed to feel the essence of your filthy mudblood life flow out of you into the aether. He said his pale blue eyes narrowing as he looked to her and slowly licked his lips. It was rather predatory, he had had this streak to him since moody had turned him into a mink. Minks were known for two things, being insatiable sexually, and being vicious when threatened. He paced around slowly as he looked to her with a smirk, it was rather broad and cruel as he moved. Why whould I sit? He asked her slowly. He found it funny, she'd always been a rather poor duelist though she had an excellent knowledge for spells. He walked around and sighed before shaking his head. Look..how about we talk this out then..but I don't feel comfy with two wands pointed at me, for all I know the concussive force of two spells at once may just kill me. He said to her slowly.
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She didn't like the way he was looking at her at all. It was somewhat scary. Like he wanted to kill her. But at the same time it was sexual. She heard his comment about wanting to talk about this and Not being comfortable with two wands pointed at him. She didn't know whether to laugh or take him seriously. After thinking it over she lowered his wand but kept it clutched in her hand. Keeping her wand pointed him she glared. Alright you want to talk? Talk then. She muttered.
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My father beats me. He said slowly as he looked to the ground. Horrible awful beatings, every time he sees my grades and compares them to yours. Even a single B and I get a thrashing. He said slowly as he hung his head. I don't know..I guess I just always blamed you for it..and maybe that was wrong. He continued his hand running slowly along the side of his robe. I just...I don't know. Putting his hands into his robes pockets he slumped slowly and curled up. I just...I just want him to love me. He said with a half choked sob.
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As Draco slumped to the floor she kept her eyes on him as well as her wand. This looked like a trap if she ever saw one. There was no way his father would ever beat him for something like that. Her face did falter slightly. But the way he was looking at her a second ago didn't leave her mind. She reassured herself mentally that he was simply acting and she was far from falling for it. I'm not falling for this I'll have you know Malfoy... She muttered in soft yet firm tones.
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Malfoy had crept a bit closer with each movement. It wasn't even really noticeable. He hunched over his hands clutching his sides as he hung his head. His tears gently dripped from his chin to the floor before he looked up to her. I'm just not that good of a student...you know..the books and the studying. He said slowly before he sighed. I understand...you don't trust me. He said as he hung his head. You were always a good STUPEFY! His hand lashed upward pulling out a secondary wand and he pointed the blast directly at her face as he threw himself sideways from his crouched position to avoid any potential attacks directed at him.
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She knew it. It was too good to be true. As his wand slipped from her grasp and she felt the wave of power coming towards her face. She thankfully ducked in time and came back up to send a spell his way. But decided against it. No this was silly. She still stayed in a defensive stance but she didn't not intend on attacking him. I refuse to do this. She muttered. We'll just end up hurting each other severely and it's not worth it.
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Good to know He said as he scooped up the wand from the ground. Now that he held two he smirked and shook his head. thought I'd have just one wand Granger? He snapped before laughing and shaking his head. so you won't fight back, I see. He said before he gave a slight wave of the wand before he shot a desk in her direction while simultaneously using his other wand to hurl one at her from a somewhat different direction.
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She dove out of the way of both desks as they collided with one another. She was taken aback somewhat but she quickly righted herself. As she stood up she pointed her wand at him and fired. Petrificus Totalus! She exclaimed. If she got this off at least he'd be immobile for a while.
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Expelliarmus He cried pointing both wants towards her. One collided with her spell giving off a large white flash but the other kept going before he whirled around and shot another two her way as well before turning slightly. He had always heard Granger wasn't a very good duelist and in fact was somewhat of a klutz at it but he guessed she had gotten better over the summer.
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She managed to dodge most of what he threw at her. She was glad that she had improved on this. But he was going to wear her out. She fired a few more harmless spells at him before wondering how long she'd be able to keep this up. This is stupid. She muttered. This had all started with hitting him in the face over being a total slut. As she had moved around to dodge his attacks and counter them she had forgotten about her exposure. Finally when she did notice she hardly cared and actually wondered if it would give her an advantage if she just rid herself of it. Deciding quickly she moved out of her torn clothes and tossed them aside. If he would falter at the sight of her half naked, since he only had cut her house robe, blouse, and bra with the spell, even for a second she would be able to get him. So she covered her breasts with her arm and kept firing at him.
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Draco was simply blocking spells with one wand and firing back with the other with ease before he finally sighed. He was getting tired of this. He smirked before he shook his head. You think a set of tits will distract me Granger? He snapped, his member did harden though. IT was easily seen through his robe as he moved. It stretched up past his navel, far too thick and long for his slight frame. Due to years of inbreeding certain qualities in the Black line had been refined and Draco had quite apparently inherited them He growled as he used his wand to hurl several desks and then fired a number of curses at her following them. He was getting more and more frustrated. He twisted quickly to throw another chair and shifted quickly over to another part of the room wondering when she'd finally give in.
Thread: Tension [detyyrkoonox]

It's senior year. Time to party! If you like parties, that is. Unfortunately for Ben, he did not like parties. Too many people, too much commotion. Stuffed into too small a space. Made him anxious and uncomfortable. Why had he even come to such an event if it made him feel this way? Well, it was more for his mother's sake than his own. He spent so much time inside, in his room. It wasn't healthy to be shut in all the time. Not that he could really help it, what with his inability to function on the same level as other people. Social norms were lost on him. He didn't understand their humor, or anything they found entertaining. He had made it through school on his attractiveness alone. His above average height, dark hair, and somewhat bulky physique, due to his hobby of weightlifting, which he enjoyed mostly because he could do it alone. He was thankful for the shallowness of your average high school female. Come on, Ben, came a voice. Dance! It was Stella Connor, one of the just-pretty-enough-to-matter girls. Every school had this girl. The one who made up for her average looks with personality and far too much make-up, and alchohol. Lots of it. Ben was fairly sure that she was drunk already, even though she didn't look it. He wondered if he was jumping to conclusions as he was dragged out of his seat and into the center of the living room. He tried to catch a good look at her face as she flailed about before him. She pressed up against his front, and came far too close. Ben pushed her away. The poor girl went bowling over the coffee table behind her and crumpled to the floor. He assumed that his first inclination had been correct. There was an angry man in his face. One of the few students larger than he was. He was yelling obscenities and shoving Ben, as the smaller young man tried to back away, adverse to the loud buffoon in his face. They were outside a moment later, in the front yard. Ben did not remember passing through the door. Or anything after he hit thr ground..
Thread: Tension [detyyrkoonox]

RE Tension detyyrkoonox She hadn't had the time to be by herself for quite some time. Sure, with her son holed up in his room, one could consider that being alone, when he rarely came out unless he found an urge to get something to eat. That wasn't necessarily the case, as she had no problem with her son's keeping to himself, as sometimes it could be as a safe thing to do rather than get mixed up with the wrong crowd. Ben wasn't a social person, not that she had raised him in such a way, he had merely always been shy, and apparently that carried over in a teenage term as not being social and not caring for other people's conversation or interaction. Again, that was fine, because it was nothing big to stress over as a single parent. There were bigger things to stress over, and overreact to, to say the very least. The woman divorced her husband a mere ten years ago, making her son rather young as most divorces happened when a child was young, the custody hadn't been a difficult battle. Her ex husband simply sent his child support and lived his life, only occasionally coming around for visits and to examine the fact that his wife was still the fine piece of work she had been when they first met. Ben's mother, considerably, had and probably always would be the classification of a 'bombshell', honey blonde locks of hair often in its natural, loosely curled state now sat piled on top of her head and held by a system of three bobby pins. Bubbles wrapped around her frame as she sat in the warm water, it wasn't often that she enjoyed the hot tub features of her bathtub, more often being an on the go sort of woman and taking showers, green eyes closing slightly as she sank just a bit further down into the water. Samaire's night had consisted of dressing up in lingere she had kept in the back of her closet, just to see if she could still fit it of course. She felt sexy for once in a long, long time, and quite frankly, it had gotten her worked up, eyes glancing off to the side of the large bathroom to see that very same lingere tossed about the floor Red and black. Sensual colors. Breathing out gently, the curvy framed woman's body seemed to be outlined by the bubbles, hand swatting a few from getting close to her face as she enjoyed her 'me' time.
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RE Tension detyyrkoonox Ben awoke roughly fifteen minutes later, according to his watch. Which he put his faith in, as he hadn't any sense of time at the moment. He was still quite groggy and disoriented from whatever had knocked him the fuck out. He wondered why nobody had thought to check if he was okay. He didn't remember the drunken girl, so it never occurred to him that they had turned against him. He simply assumed that they had thought he had gotten drunk and passed out. He wasn't the only person laying prone in the front yard, after all. This is a high school graduation party we're talking about here. Ben slowly rose to his feet, brushed his shirt and pants clean. Looking back toward the house, he decided to head back. It wasn't even past nine yet, but he had no desire to stay. The music was only making the ache in his head worse, and he pined for the solitude of his room. With this in mind, he started down the driveway to the road, which he would follow down to where he had parked his mother's Volvo. He opened the door and dropped unceremoniously into the driver's seat. For a moment, he sat there, gathering the shattered fragments of the last half hour. The memories were still vague and cloudy. Ben gave up, shoved the key into the ignition, and brought the car to life. The drive home would be a short one. Thankfully. He lived in the next neighborhood over, and only had to cross one major road. This greatly reduced the danger in driving in the state he was in, but did not cancel it out. As such, Ben drove carefully, as close to the speed limit as possible. Which was a sensible 15 MPH. It was only a few minutes before Ben carefully coasted into the driveway of his two story suburban home. After parking he took another moment to compose himself and make sure that he was not bleeding, then stepped out of the car and made his way up the walkway to the front door of his home. It was unlocked, so he made his way in, trying his best to act as though nothing were amiss as he made his way up the stairs toward his room.
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RE Tension detyyrkoonox The bath was soothing her muscles, leaving her with a soft, relaxed sigh as she enjoyed it as best she could. Of course there was a part of her that wondered if her son was having fun at the party she had told him he could go to, having heard about it easily through the neighborhood and mentioning it to Ben. She had taken note of the reluctance to go in his voice, but in handing him the keys to her car, he had gotten dressed and gone without any disagreement, or rather any verbal disagreement. Standing carefully from the tub, she would absolutely hate to get too comfortable to the point of her skin getting wrinkled, the woman wrapping herself in a towel before moving to pick her lingere up from the floor. If she timed this right, she could have all of these items washed by the time Ben got home. Nodding to herself and adjusting the towel that held onto her curvy frame, the woman moved from her bathroom and out into the hallway, feet moving quickly only to nearly jump out of her skin when she saw the figure of her son. Christ he's big. Mentally shaking her head, the woman blinked several times, looking at the clock at the end of the hallway before stating, Didn't you just leave the house? She could have sworn he did. Moving to carefully turn the hallway light on, her eyes grew wide as she looked at his face, Ben! What happened to your face? The evident swelling on his face showed he had obviously been in some sort of altercation, disregarding the fact that she was in a towel and holding her underwear in her hands as she moved toward him to examine his face.
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RE Tension detyyrkoonox Ben didn't seem to have notice the nasty scrape running down his cheek. The pain in his skull was probably overriding it, or maybe the two were melding. Or maybe he just didn't notice because he had been in such a rush to get home. But, whatever the reason, it was clear that he had failed in his quest to get up to his room without being seen, and without alarming his poor mother. The last thing she needed was this stress. Mom, I'm fine- he said, What is that? He gestured at the lingerie she held in her hand as she examined the damage he had done to himself. He jerked away, stepped back, and his head tilted as he took a good look at what she was carrying. He was fairly certain that it was lingerie. The sort of thing that she would buy at Victoria's Secret or somewhere of that sort. But why? Ben was perplexed as to what she was doing with it. Then, he added the towel she wore into the equation, and an answer revealed itself quickly. Mom, are you.. with someone? He was not aware that she had begun dating again. Of course, he supported her in this decision. She needed to get out some as much as he did. She was his mother after all. She was where he had gotten that introverted personality.
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RE Tension detyyrkoonox Blinking softly again as she hadn't expected him to pay any mind to what she was holding in her hands, the woman now found that she hated how early he had come home. Or maybe how long she had spent in that bath tub. None of your business Ben. Arms folding over her chest and easily tucking the underwear away from plain view between her arms, mentally knowing that could be seen as both a harsh and a defensive response, shaking her head again when he asked if she was with someone. I wish. It wasn't that she couldn't easily be with a man, it was a matter of her tastes. According to her friends, she was too picky, but according to her, a criminal record didn't equal a man she was ever going to be interested in. Rolling her eyes lightly at the thought, the woman let her eyes move back to her son as she shook her head at his question, No, I'm not with someone. Now however, her motherly instincts were kicking in expertly, Go downstairs and put something cold on your face, Blinking softly, the woman tilted her head before adding, Now. God. Her son had just caught her holding lingere. Thank God he hadn't caught her wearing it, shooing him down the stairs and toward the kitchen as she made her way to the laundry room. Starting up the washing machine, the woman set her clothes inside the machine before moving back toward the kitchen, Now what happened?
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RE Tension detyyrkoonox Ben tried his damndest to not think of his mother in that teddy as he made his way downstairs and into the garage. There, he found the large basin his father used to use when he would clean the fish he'd caught every Sunday evening. Nowadays it was used for vomiting or bleaching and stuff like that. Ben turned the knob above the faucet to let loose a torrent of cool water. The youth brought handfuls of the water to his cheek, wiping away the blood caked to that area, revealing the throbbing scrape that had been hidden there. Once he noticed it, Ben suddenly felt the pain which radiated from it. His hand covered it and he sucked in a breath. It was a lot worse that he had realized a moment ago. He would have to clean it up some, lest an infection rear it's ugly head. Ben departed, and made his way into the kitchen. Once there, he fetched a paper towel and used it to gently dab his scrap dry. As he did this, he would be confronted by his mother. Still dressed in just a towel. He could make out her perfect frame in it. The soft curve of her waist to her hips. Oh, those hips. He could not help but salivate at the thought of run his hands over those perfect hips. Cupping her perfect ass, and breasts, and cheeks. To bring a smile to that cherub face of hers. Thankfully, Ben was facing the sink as these thoughts ran through his head, as it brought his manhood to life. Pressing painfully against the inside of his jeans. He chastised himself. He couldn't really be -that- depraved, could he? Ben had always known he was different, but this was a little extreme.. I fell, he replied, into the window before him. He wadded up the paper towel in his hand and turned his back to his mother so he could toss it into the trash bin. For all he knew, it was true. He still couldn't remember what exactly had happened earlier this evening.
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RE Tension detyyrkoonox Reaching beneath the cabinet, the blonde found herself searching for the first aid kit, glancing up when he returned to the kitchen from being out in the garage and attempting to clean a bit of his face. Finding the red bag, the female pulled it up from beneath the sink and moving to set it down on an empty counter top as he carefully wiped away the remaining blood spots from his face. Samaire would absolutely hate to think that her son had gotten into a fight, mentally finding that it apparently hadn't won, deciding that obviously all that weight lifting he had done didn't necessarily do anything for him. The pretty eyed woman looked to her son when he said he had fell, hands finding themselves settling down against her hips as she moved to find a chair, pulling it from the kitchen and taking his hand gently, Sit down so I can check your face. She didn't believe that 'I fell' story, although it could easily explain how he got home so fast, carefully picking out the neosporin once he sat down, she smoothed it over his face gently before speaking again, Your first party ever and you fell . Shaking her head, Samaire looked down at him as she moved to get the only large bandaid she could find in the pack, using her thumb to lightly rub in the neosporin and not add to much pressure to the scar on his face, Did you at least have some fun? He probably didn't, unwrapping the bandaid and gently pressing it over his car, unnoticing to the growing tent he had in his pants as she gave a soft kiss to the bandage He might be as big as he was, but he was still her son, All better.
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RE Tension detyyrkoonox Ben sat, and allowed his mother to nurse his wounds. Not really, he lamented, in a dull voice. It had been as droll as he had forseen. Just a bunch of dumb jocks and bimbos partying like the upper class trash they were. Ben would have given anything to skip this event, but, as mentioned before, his mother had put her foot down. One of the very few times she had ever needed to do so. His mother now applied the bandage. She was close now. He inhaled, taking in her scent. She smelt so clean. Like a woman should smell. He could smell the fruit medley that wafted off her honey mane. He raised his leg and laid his ankle upon the opposite knee. He had to hide his growing erection. He had to get away from her, until he could sort out just what the hell is going on here. He knew there was something wrong with him. He just needed some time to sort it out. The longer he stayed out here, so very, very close to his nude for all intents and purposes, as that towel didn't leave much to the imagination mother. Are you done yet? Ben asked, impatiently. I want to go lay down. From here, he would try to somehow raise from his chair and turn away from her at the same time, so as to prevent her from noticing the bulge in his pants.