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Thread: At the School (lovelikewhoa + Blaster5608)

As soon as the teacher called the class to attention, Natasha's focus immediately shifted from Robert and Greg to the young man standing at the front of the room. He was incredibly attractive, in a weird sort of way. She figured it was just the fact that he was both older and her teacher, and both of those factors were supposed to scare her away. They seemed to be doing just the opposite in this situation, but she ignored the thoughts that were running through her head. She needed to focus. This was the first time she'd ever been in a chem class from day one. She couldn't screw this up this was her last chance to get through this class. But the fact that she was sitting at a table with two incredibly attractive guys and had a cute teacher was quite distracting. Her mind only seemed to grow that much more distracted when Mr. Archer began talking about the group project. Reading over the paper, she smiled brightly. This could work out in her favor. It was like someone was handing her all the tools, she just had to make her plan a reality. Smiling over at Robert, she said, Why don't you guys head over my house after school? She glanced over at Britt and Greg quickly before looking back at Robert. I have a pool, she said raising an eyebrow, adding it as some sort of enticement. Natasha was sure that they probably wouldn't spend much time working on their project if they went over her house, but she thought it would be a good way to get to know them a little better. Play the field. Figure them out. Forcing a smile, Natasha let out a quick thanks. Your hair is so pretty, she said with a slight giggle, You'll have to tell me what you use. Okay, so she was being a bit fake, but she wasn't really feeling like making an enemy on her first day at a new school. She'd rather grin and bear it than put up with someone as annoying as Britt.
Thread: At the School (lovelikewhoa + Blaster5608)

Greg looked over at Britt and Natasha in conversation. Both two girls that Greg would do almost anything for, yet they won't even acknowledge him. His mind was as if he was on summer break still and his eyes just continued to watch as the girls talked about their looks. If Mr. Archer was to ask him a question, Greg would have no clue what to answer with. Greg's short day dreaming ended quickly once Robert began to speak to the table. That would be awesome! I'll bring my swim suit. Robert said and very slyly and confidently slung his arm around Natasha's shoulders as if they had been dating for years. Was Natasha going to let him do this? Greg watched a little intrigued and simultaneously nervous. In disappointment, Greg frowned. It seemed like she was enjoying him being so close and she just continued to smile. A pool huh? I can get someone to bring and buy us some drinks if you want? Britt laughed following up with a wink towards Natasha. It was pretty clear that Britt meant alcoholic drinks. Most people in the school already knew that Britt drank a lot, and probably fucked a lot, with the football players, but Natasha was new. Britt just craved the attention and needed Natasha to know. Besides, Britt was taking a liking to Natasha and almost willing to introduce her to her other friends. Robert used his other hand and swung out his cell phone from his pocket. What's your number? Robert asked Natasha loudly enough for everyone at the table to hear him, but quiet enough to seem private about it. Greg's mind flashed for a second as he pulled out a piece of paper to quickly write down her number as well. It would be a good idea to get everyone in the groups number for the project.
Thread: At the School (lovelikewhoa + Blaster5608)

Looks weren't generally something Natasha talked about. But she was willing to chat about it nonchalantly if it meant not having to listen to this girl whine anymore. She had an incredibly irritating whine, and it made her want to pull her hair out. So a boring conversation was just a small price to pay, it seemed. When Robert spoke up, though, she was glad. It meant that she had an excuse to stop talking to the brunette and pay attention to someone else. Awesome, she said with a giggle. Natasha let him place his arm around her shoulders, and even leaned into him slightly. It wasn't that she was doing it on purpose or to make a scene it was just natural to her. She liked hugs, physical contact, holding hands - it was like a drug to her. The more contact the better the high. Looking back over at Britt, Natasha made a face but tried her best to be polite, That sounds great, but my parents will probably be home. We just moved in, so we're still unpacking. She wasn't sure if that was true or not - and knowing her parents, they probably wouldn't be home they'd be out looking for their next house - but she didn't need an alcoholic running around. That, and Britt just seemed like someone who would be incredibly intolerable when she was drunk. Natasha just didn't have the patience for that. What about you? she said, looking over at Greg she still didn't know his name, Are you coming? The way she said it, she sounded almost unenthusiastic. A lot ruder than she had intended. But she liked being chased, and she hoped that her giving him the cold shoulder would only make him work harder. When Robert asked for her phone number, she just flashed him a coy smile and gave him her number. She looked right at Robert the whole time, but she said it loud enough for Greg to here. After Robert put her number into his phone, she gently took it from him and put her name in as 'the sexiest girl ever' before handing it back to him. Don't be shy, she said softly so that only he could hear. She knew he would know what she meant.
Thread: At the School (lovelikewhoa + Blaster5608)

Greg quickly wrote down the number as Natasha read it out loud to Robert and stashed it in his pocket. He was a little worried that Natasha may have seen him write her number down. It would be important to have her number for the project, but Greg didn't want to seem like a stalker. Ummm yeah, sure, I guess so, what time? and where? Greg said a little caught off-guard from her quick and rude question. Greg looked back at her seeing her pretty eyes still staring at Robert. 'Dammit Greg, why didn't you say something cool like 'Of course I am, I'm in your group, arn't I?' or something like that' Greg thought to himself. He wanted to seem cool and tough, but he wasn't very good at speaking sometimes on the fly. The teacher continued to drone on about the things in chemistry that the class is to learn over the next few weeks. Not very many people were paying attention and most were still talking with their tables to arrange group meetings. Robert lightly scooted his chair over closer to Natasha still with his hand around her shoulders. So which class do you have next? Robert asked her quietly not wanting to disrupt the class. His arm over her shoulder nudged her a little closer to him wanting her to answer his questions before Greg's questions. On the other side of the table, Greg continues to wait patiently for her answer and sits in his chair giving a blank look at Natasha, wondering about when and where should they begin to work on the project, but it by the way she was acting recently it was clear that Natasha was interested in Robert's question more. Britt smiled to herself and began to slouch back in her chair and chew her gum that she was annoyingly chewing earlier. She smiled knowing that if Natasha didn't want any booze at the house, then she could always just leave and hang out with her friends. Britt always had something fun to do every night, and it usually included late night drunken sex. She was proud of being one of the sluttiest girls in the school and probably the sluttiest in this particular chemistry class. However, she was beginning to have this deep dark hovering fear that the new girl Natasha might steal her thunder and become the new girl that gets any guys she wants.
Thread: At the School (lovelikewhoa + Blaster5608)

Out of the corner of her eye, Natasha spotted Greg scribbling something down and then sliding it into his pocket. She could only assume that it was her number. A small, satisfactory smile spread on her lips, feeling confident that she could have this boy wrapped around her finger by the end of the week. But then again, she'd always been a cocky little bitch. Always overestimating herself. Looking over at Robert she pursed her lips in thought before glancing down at her schedule. English, she stated blandly before looking back up at him, With Mrs. Hawthorne. Is that good or bad? She was a bit concerned. English had never been her strongest subject, and having a bad teacher only seemed to make it worse. She hoped that Robert would tell her the truth, just tell her straight up what the class would be like. A part of her hoped that he was in it, just so she wouldn't have to sit through it alone. Though, a part of her wished that Greg would be there, too. Hell, she'd even sit through another period with Britt if it meant knowing someone in her next class. She glanced over at Greg, almost forgetting about his question. Oh, right - my house, she mumbled. Natasha had moved around so many times it was hard to remember addresses. But that morning before she left, she'd written it down, just in case. Pulling out the little slip of paper, she read off her address to them, just loud enough so only they could hear. She wasn't about to shout out her address to the whole class. And school gets out at two... so why don't you all come over at three? she said, before glancing up at Robert and adding coyly, That way I have time to get ready. She flashed Britt a quick smile, already sensing the girl's envy before turning around to finally start paying attention to what the teacher was saying.
Thread: At the School (lovelikewhoa + Blaster5608)

After getting the address from Natasha, Greg quickly stashed the written down address in the same pocket as her number. 'Wow, Greasewood Street? Her family must be loaded' Greg thought. Greasewood Street was the one street in the city that anyone would kill to live in. Not a single house on the street would be worth less then 1 million dollars, all of them huge, with large yards, giant pools in the back, and fancy cars up front. Greg wouldn't be surprised if she was living next to a famous movie star or athlete. It was clear to Greg that she must be new in town if she couldn't remember the street she lived on, the fanciest street in town. Greg sighed realizing that the teacher was talking about more than just the group project now. It was time for him to pay attention, as he began to quickly scribble notes down from the board. Mrs. Hawthorne? Hahahaha Robert laughed quietly trying to keep from interrupting the class. Robert laughed a little more trying to get under control. I had her last year. Robert paused thinking of a nice way to put it. Let's just say that's she's totally clueless of everything, easiest 'A' ever, and doesn't even know English herself, I don't even know how anyone can call her a teacher. Robert smiled slightly. Unfortunately I don't have that class next Robert said frowning with a puppy face trying to look sad and cute. Don't worry, I'm 100 positive you'll get an 'A'. I did, and I ditched almost every class last year. Robert saw the glint in her eye at the mention of ditching class. Almost everyone at the school ditched, Robert and Britt being huge offenders as well. Robert stared back into Natasha's eyes wondering if she would be the type of person to ditch class. Robert continued on If there's someone's class that you should pay attention to, it should be this one. I heard Archer never gives out an A, and fails so many students. Robert kept talking and looked up at the board so he could show to Natasha how confusing the subject was on the board already. So glad there is only 4 minutes left in this class He finished looking back down at Natasha, letting his eyes gaze over her cleavage. Her breasts under her top looked perfect and Robert began to imagine what she looked like naked.
Thread: Princess, Sister... Lover? {billiam & fate}

Princess Angelique felt warm. She'd felt warm ever since she'd first sipped the drink, the one that had been offered by a supporter of the kingdom. It had been her father's idea for Angelique and her sister to enjoy it, claiming that all the goodness in the kingdom lay with them. Personally, Angelique thought him too generous, and the initial sipping had been so delightful that perhaps she'd had more than her share. That would describe the strange heat, and the buzzing feeling that she felt within her. The crown princess paused, bracing herself against a wall. One hand went to her stomach, holding it as if to help gather her breath there. Despite panting and looking a little worse for wear, there was no doubting Angelique's beauty. Truly, she had been rightly named in her angelic name. Beautiful soft hair, a honey brown so light it bordered on golden, curled about her pale shoulders. Her face had been sculpted often, claims of her great structure embarrassing the girl. Expressive brown eyes stood just above a perfectly shaped nose, which stood above slightly plump lips. Her frame was, perhaps, slightly lacking in curves, but there was no doubting her womanhood, especially not with her delightful breasts. Soft porcelain skin covered every inch of her, wrapping up the very image of princess perfection. Except now a blush marred the paleness, making her seem as though she'd been running a great distance. Perhaps I did have too much, she muttered. One hand went to fan, while the other remained pressing against. At last, the princess gathered herself, standing fully upright. She smoothed her lacy skirts, gathered the frilly, gauzy material about herself, and continued. She was supposed to meet her sister in the study for private lessons, something they'd established to help. Now she entered the room quickly, hoping that her sister didn't notice the flushed face, or thought it merely from her hurry to arrive.
Thread: Princess, Sister... Lover? {billiam & fate}

I thought about using a different picture, but I'm such an Emma fan, we'll just go the twin route Like her sister, Natasha had unwillingly taken a large amount of the drug present in the delicious liquid. She had no idea what had happened to her, or Angelique, but there was no denying as she settled into the study that something weird was going on. Her body was tingling, like something was very gently electrifying her. She looked almost her sister's exact equal, and was dressed in much the same kind of dress, a flowy, beautiful gown with layered skirts, and heels. She was sitting on a comfortable couch resting her head in her hands, trying to get her mind to clear up a bit. At the moment, she felt like she was lost in a mental fog. For some reason, she was particularly excited and relieved to see her sister enter the room. The fog didn't exactly lift, and in fact the weird throbbing feeling throughout her body got more powerful as she laid eyes on Angelique. She attempted to ignore it as she scooted over and made room for the other girl. Hey, I-I was gonna get started, but I have the weirdest headache that's been distracting me...
Thread: Princess, Sister... Lover? {billiam & fate}

Angelique frowned upon seeing her twin like this. While they'd always looked identical, Angelique had always been the one to protect Natasha, or at least, she often felt that way. True, they were twins, and true, they had several of the capabilities of their birthright the unique magic and something of an emphatic link, but there were also those very slight differences. Which is probably why each fought against it in their own way. That's quite alright, said Angelique, forcing a smile as she slid into position beside her sister. Almost immediately, the princess felt her skin grow hotter. Indeed, it seemed as though Natasha bore some of the heat herself. Curious, Angelique paused to stare at her twin, wondering if they bore the same malady. They did have nearly identical physiologies, and they had drank the same liquid. It would only make sense for it to have the same effect. Where did we leave off? asked Anqelique, tearing her eyes from her sister and reaching for a book. She immediately looked at the cover, frowning as she tried to recall exactly what they'd been studying. Rather hard to think of anything when your skin kept feeling as though it were growing hotter and there was a tingling developing over your body. Worse, Angelique could have sworn she felt a tightness in her chest. I was thinking about looking into the various affairs of the Minorth people, said Angelique, trying to use their studies to drown out the effects.
Thread: Princess, Sister... Lover? {billiam & fate}

The most bizarre thing about whatever had come over them was that the closer they were to one another, the worse her condition seemed to get. with Angelique sitting right next to her, her mind went all the more hazy, her body all the more energized. She had to bite her lower lip just to stifle a moan as she reached for her own book. Yeah, I uh... I was doing their uh... rivals, the Kadiss... Is that uh... Is that right? She blinked a few times, suddenly finding herself very tired. But that wasn't right, either, because she didn't want to go to bed necessarily. She was just generally not very mentally present. In 425, they attacked, but were defeated easily because the Minorth had a mage army... Or did I get that backwards? She sighed dramatically and laid her head on Angelique's shoulder, shaking her head slightly. This is not going to work, I can NOT focus... It didn't help that this suddenly felt like the most comfortable place in the world.
Thread: Princess, Sister... Lover? {billiam & fate}

Angelique could swear that her body hummed as her sister drew closer. It was as if it recognized that someone else was near, recognized it and reacted. The heat flared up, starting within Angelique's stomach and quickly spreading. The princess bit her lip, swallowed hard, and pushed the feeling aside. Now was not the time to think of such things. Later that evening, she would have to allow her fingers to ease her tension. Those delicate digits would delve between needy lips, seeking out the mounting heat and gathering wetness. Then they would come between two pink lips, almost smearing the juices about as if they were a balm. And Natasha would smile, teasingly announcing the taste of... What? said Angelique, blinking. She shook her head. No, that's not quite right. It was the Eragol. And the Minorth had the mages, said Angelique. Her mind was desperately grabbing at the facts, flinging them to the forefront of her heated brain. The princess shifted, thinking that perhaps she'd have to seek some alone time sooner. This mounting feeling simply would not dim. In fact, a new shiver and sensation shot through the princess as her sister's head touched her shoulder, making her straighten and gasp. Right, agreed Angelique, sliding away from Natasha. We should probably get you to a healer. Clearly you are in no condition for this session. Come on now, Tasha,' she held out her hand, smiling toward her sister, and again hoping that her own face wasn't flushed.
Thread: Princess, Sister... Lover? {billiam & fate}

Almost as if another person had taken her over, she reached out and took Angelique's hand and pulled her right back into her. Oh, c'mon! You're always so serious about our studies! I don't need a healer, not when I have my wonderful twin sister with me... She sat right up next to her again, laying against her once more. She looked up into her eyes in a way that could only be described as longingly. The look lasted a little too long, and before the girl even realized what she was doing, she leaned up and began kissing gently at her neck, her hand running up and stroking her hair a bit as she moaned softly. Just as suddenly, she leapt back a little bit, managing to catch herself and stop before she went further. O-O-Oh my Goddess, I... I... I'm so sorry, I... That was so strange! She bit her lower lip, hating herself for how wonderful that had felt, and the anger she felt at herself as she pulled away.
Thread: Princess, Sister... Lover? {billiam & fate}

Angelique gasped as her sister pulled her close. Contact sent her skin crawling once more, and it made Angelique nearly quake with want. Serious, yes. They were princesses. They had duties to attend to. Wonderful twins or not, they had to remember that. Angelique looked down into eyes that were a mirror of her own. Except, these, well, these were filled with longing. Once upon a time, they'd looked at knights like that, especially as the men had trained shirtless in the yards. There was sexual want there, a desire to kiss and stroke the soft skin until both were trembling. Another fantasy flitted through Angelique's mind, and she licked her own lips, for a moment. No, we really should get you to the healer. You're-- Angelique stopped, her eyes going wide. Soft kisses trailed up her neck, each a light touch gracing her skin. Each one gave a burst of heat, and hands stroked her soft hair. Before Angelique could stop herself, a little moan and tremble left her. She had to bite her lip, forbidding herself from doing. The flush had gotten ridiculously hot now. It's fine, said Angelique. She swallowed hard, forced herself away. Her skin thrummed now, thoughts of her sister and those soft lips completely filling her mind now. We... we really need to get you to a healer. This... this isn't normal, she licked her lips, closing her eyes. More vision. Dammit.
Thread: Princess, Sister... Lover? {billiam & fate}

Unfortunately, Natasha's self-control only lasted for a short burst. Before she had the chance to stop herself, she was pressed back up against her sister's body tightly, giving her that same look as before, only now with lips slightly parted and cheeks a bright red. Within moments she once more had her fingers up and running through Angelique's hair, this time her lips pressing against the other girl's lips in a tight kiss. She broke it occasionally for breath or to whisper softly to her. I-I don't know what's going on, I can't keep away from you... It's like it hurts to not be near you. You can feel it too, can't you?? She whimpered pathetically, needfully, and went back to kissing her, holding her face steady between her hands and practically pushing herself up onto Angelique's lap, praying no one would stop by to check up on how their studies were going.
Thread: Princess, Sister... Lover? {billiam & fate}

Angelique had opened her mouth to protest once again, knowing what they should do, what they ought to do, and what they were going to do, if she had anything to say about it. Instead though, her sister climbed upon her. Hands threaded through her silken hair once more, and those open lips were seized in a passionate kiss. Barely had Natasha started kissing when she would find Angelique kissing back. The princess's tongue sneaked in, finding her sisters and flicking it, beginning a duel. For that raging heat that had been smoldering within her burst into flames with the kiss. When Natasha pulled back, she'd find her sister flushed and nearly panting. I know what you mean, said Angelique. She flicked her hand, shutting the door and sealing it. Then her hands went to her sister, crushing their bodies together. Angelique's lips sought Natasha's, and they began dueling. Pure need and want fueled the princesses, driving Angelique over the edge of reason. Her teeth lightly nipped her sister's lip, nibbling that soft flesh, enjoying the taste. Tongues lashed, lips dashed, and teeth grasped. Meanwhile, Angelique's hands had started feeling about her sister, touching that oh so familiar body and seeking out spots to stoke the flames that burned within.