Travnato peščena obala

Sloka postava, okoli katere je vihral crn solski plasc, se je pocasi sprehajala po obali. Sopi trave, ki so tu in tam strleli iz peska so se nagibali ob mocnem vetru, ki je zavijal preko brega, gladino jezera pa je nakodral v penece se valove. Amon je obstal v zavetju razvejanega starega hrasta in se naslonil na njegovo hrapavo, mogocno deblo. V daljavi so se kopicili skoraj crni oblaki, medtem ko se je nad Bradavicarko pocasi valila sivina, ki so jo vsake toliko razsvetlili bliski. Dezevati se ni zacelo, a Spolzgadovcu je bilo precej vseeno za to, kajti dez ga je nekako pomirjal in tudi ce bi se mogel sprehoditi nazaj do sole v dezju, ga to ne bi motilo. Obraz je usmeril proti temnemu nebu, zatisnil oci in prisluhnil okolici. Na vsakih nekaj minut so se tla zatresla od groma, drugace pa je bilo skoraj povsem tiho. Njegove ustnice so se pocasi ukrivile v majcen, hladen nasmeh in poslusal je sumenje vetra, ki je stresal hrastove liste nad njim. Nekaj trenutkov je uzival v zvokih divje narave, ko so jo preglasili koraki po pesku.

(Arisha? )

Bilo je prosto popoldne. Kar je pomenilo, da ni rabila imeti oblečene tiste dolgočasne šolske uniforme. Čeprav je izgledalo, da bo deževalo si je zaželela sprehoda po obali.
Nase je navlekla črno natupirano kratko obleko, ki ji je segala malo višje kot do kolen. Razmršila si je lase, obula si je čevlje s peto in odšla ven iz doma, ter ven iz stavbe.
Ni marala takšnega vremena, saj to je pomenilo, da ne bo nikogar zunaj. Sprehajala se je po obali in na obrazu je vsake toliko padla majhna kaplja na njen obraz. Pogledala je v nebo in ni bilo več sivine, le še črnina, ki je objela šolo in njeno okolico. Veter je vedno bolj pihal in že je preklela, svojo obsesijo nad oblekami, da jo je oblekla.
Veter je objemal njeno telo in pričelo jo je zebsti. Pod hrastom je zagledala postavo fanta. Na daleč ga je opazovala in ko je začutila že preveč kapljic na sebi se je odločila, da bi bilo najbolje, da se mu pridruži. Ker je bil hrast razvejan je dvomila, da bo kakšna kaplja prodrla čez gosto listje. Korakala je proti postavi in ko je bila že dovolj bilzu je spregovorila:" Hej. Se ti lahko pridružim?" Ko je stopila pod zavetje je še dodala:"Vsaj dokler pada dež." Kislo se mu je nasmehnila in ga pogledala

"Ne, seveda ne smes."je odvrnil s sarkasticnim nasmehom in premeril svetlolasko. Bilo je ocitno, da ne mara dezja niti dezju podobnega vremena, ki se je sedaj sukalo okoli sole. Zmajal je z glavo in se premaknil nekoliko bolj v levo, da se je lahko se dekle skrilo pod drevo. Povsem neopazno se je s pogledom sprehodil preko njenega telesa, katerega ocarljive obline so se bolj izstopale, ko je temna obleka, ki jo je nosila, tesno objela njeno telo ob mocnem vetru, ki je zavijal preko parka. "Amon."se je na kratko predstavil in ji namenil majcen nasmeh. "Ti pa si?"je se dodal in zasukal glavo, da jo je lahko gledal v oci. "Se ti ne zdi nekoliko neprimerna obleka za taksnole vreme?"jo je se zbodel in privzdignil obrvi, ko ju je zadel se posebno mocan sunek vetra. Svetlolaska ni nosila solske uniforme, a nekako se mu je dozdevalo, da gre za dekle iz njegovega doma.

Na njegov sarkastičen odgovor se je le namuznila in ko se je mladenič premaknil je še bolj blizu stopila k deblu in se naslonila nanj. No ubistvu, ga je z eno roko objela, drugo pa je naslonila nanj. Ogledovala si je rahlo premočene roke in obleko, ki je vedno bolj plapolala v zraku saj je veter vedno bolj pihal, zato je s eno roko objela svoje telo. Nikakor se ni morala dobro namestiti. Preklet dež, si je mislila.
Ob besedah fanta je preusmerila pogled nanj. Recimo, da ga je že poznala. No navidez vsaj, saj sta bila iz istega doma. "Ary," se mu je še sama nahitro predstavila in se na kratko nasmehnila, a je njen nasmešek zobet izginil, ko ju je zadel močen sunek vetra. povrhu vsega ji je še razmršil lase in videla ni nič.
"Ne, ne zdi se mi. Mislim, da bi morala obleči še krajšo obleko," mu je sarkastično odvrnila. Kako pa naj bi vedela, da bo tako močno veter pihal in da ji bo dvigoval obleko vsake 13 sekund. Ko ga je drugič pogledala si je malo vzela čas in ga premerila. No, saj je res, da ga je že videla ampak nikoli od blizu, oziroma nikoli zares dobra. Imel je rjave lase, razmršene recimo in pa oči bolj temne. Niso bili svetli, kot njeni. "Torej,.. Kaj pa ti počneš tu, ob takšnem vremenu?" ga je po krajši tišini vprašala. Čudila se je, da je bila ena oseba zunaj in ni bil notri kot vsi, ampak vsak ima svoj karakter.

Namuznil se je in zopet odvrnil pogled ter uzival v vetru, ki je svigal okoli njega. S temenom se je naslonil na mogocni hrast za seboj in se predal mocnim sunkom zraka, da je za nekaj blazenih trenutkov dobil obcutek da leti. Ko je dekle, ki ji je bilo ocitno ime Ary, zopet spregovorila, ga je postavila nazaj na trdna tla. Glede na sarkazem v njenem glasu so se njegovi sumi o Spolzgadu potrdili in ustnice so se mu ukrivile v poseven nasmeh. "Cakam na punce v kratkih oblekah."je odvrnil s povsem resnim tonom in jo pri tem budno opazoval s svojimi sivo modrimi ocmi, ki so se po barvi priblizno ujemale s trenutnim neurjem, ki se je razpaslo preko nebesnega svoda. "Ampak splosna zgodbica je, da se rad sprehajam naokoli pred nevihto."skomignil je z rameni in jo z zanimanjem pogledal. "Kaj pa ti? Imas rada, da ti veter zapiha med nogami?"je nekoliko privzdignil obrvi. "Ali ni nicesar drugega, kar bi slo tja?"je dodal po krajsem postanku in jo pri tem se vedno povsem resno opazoval. Zelja po sarkazmu je bila preprosto premocna, da bi se ji uprl. Cetudi bi to zares zelel.

Sedaj je bilo že popolnoma črno nad njima in veter je bil vse močnejši, dež pa je začel padati vse močneje in hitreje. A za nekaj časa ju bo hrast lahko še ohranil suha, ampak vprašanje je za koliko časa. Ker so jo noge že bolele se je raje usedla, tako si je lahko spočila noge in je imela manj dela z obleko. Obrnila je glavo k njemu in preučevala njegove obrazne poteze. Ampak ni buljila v njega kot nek manijak. Njegove oči so bile zanimive in morala bi priseči, da so bile prej malo temnejše. "So youre wish came true," mu je odvrnila in se nasmehnila. zaradi njegovega tona ni vedela ali se šali ali misli resno, ampak če pogledaš le stavek veš, da je sarkastičen. In ta sarkazem ji je že malo zajedal živce saj ni povedal niti enega stavka ne-sarkastičnega, le takrat ko se je predstavil, ampak bi lahko rekli, da se je še predstavil sarkastično. Ampak takšni pač so Spolzgadovci, kaj moreš.
Njegov drugi stavek jo je milo rečeno šokiral in ni vedela ali naj mu eno primaže ali naj se smeji. No, sedaj je pobuljila za hip vanj, nato pa se nasmehnila in naslonila na deblo. "Imaš kaj specifičnega v mislih, kar bi šlo tja?" ga je vprašala in ga pogledala z kotičkov očes.

Njegove oci so se drugic in tokrat precej manj prikrito sprehodile preko njene postave, ko se je posedla na majhen krogec trave, ki je obkrozal veliko drevo. Da, brez dvoma je imela privlacno telo in Amonu je bilo cele pocitnice na tem podrocju presneto dolgcas. Morda bi bil cas, da zadeve nadoknadi. Njegov nasmeh se je nekoliko razsiril, ko se je Ary poleg njega dobesedno zaletelo. Kako je pogresal ta obcutek, ko so ljudje samo strmeli vate in premlevali, ali naj ti primazejo eno okoli uses ali naj bruhnejo v krohot. Zdelo se je, da se svetlolaska naposled ni odlocila za nobeno izmed teh dveh moznosti, temvec mu je vrnila vprasanje. Spolzgadovka pac. "Od dekleta kot si ti pa bi res pricakoval, da bi vedela, kaj spada med zenske noge."je odvrnil in se zopet nekoliko namuznil, nato pa je sedel se sam. Veter se je zopet okrepil in mu razmrsil lase, Amon pa je le zatisnil oci in se prepustil prevevajocemu obcutku. "Torej, kaj menis, da spada med tvoje noge?"je dodal, ne da bi odprl oci. Ko je sunek vetra le popustil, se je ozrl proti njej in za nekaj trenutkov opazoval poteze njenega lepega obraza, nato pa se je le nasmehnil in se zazrl v razburkano jezersko gladino.

Začutila je njegov pogled na sebi in lagala bi, da ji to ni bilo všeč. Razmišljala je kaj si misli in strmela je naravnost pred sabo. Opazila je, da se mu je nasmešek razširil in to je pomenil dober znak, kajne? "Dekleta kot sem jaz?" je ponovila. ta stavek jo je razjezil. Imel je veliko pomenov, a skoraj vsi so bili slabšalni. Mogoče je malo zlezla skupaj in ga pogledala. "Nisem kot tista dekleta za katera misliš, da sem," mu je kratko odgovorila in roke položila na noge. To je bilo delno res. Rečmo, da se Ary ni prepustila čisto vsakemu, ampak tistemu, ki se je se mu je prepustila do konca. In Amon je bil na dobri poti. Kaj pa naj naredi? Bil je privlačen in znal je z besedami, čeprav napačnimi in človeška privlačnost pač ne pozna meja.
Sledila mu je s pogledom ko se je usedel zraven.
Na kratko se je zasmejala. "Kaj spada med moje noge?" je ponovila. Zmajala je s glavo, a nasmešek je ostal na obrazu. Če bi bilo bolj svetlo in če veter nebi pihljal bi lahko vsak opazil, da je zardela. Ampak hvala bogu je tista sila vetra, razmrševal njene lase, ki so ji tako zakrivali obraz.
"Jaz točno vem kaj spada med moje noge," je čez čas dodala. "Vprašanje je ali veš ti?" mu je vrnila vprašanje in ga dregnila v ramo.
Ni hotela kaj preveč povedati, da je fant nebi spravil še v večjo zadrego, zato je previdno izbirala s besedami.

(om nomm nomm )

Njegov posevni nasmesek se je pocasi, besedo za besedo, ki jo je izrekla, prevesal v rahlo pokvarjenega. "Ah, mislim, da si me narobe razumela."je dejal in svoj pogled staknil z njenim. "Jaz sem govoril o pametnih, privlacnih dekletih, ki vedo, kako se stvarem streze."namenil ji je enga svojih izbornih nasmehov iz repertoarja 'Zate je ze prepozno' in se nekoliko premestil, saj trava ni bila med najbolj udobnimi sedali.
"Zakaj pa sprasujes mene?"je odvrnil z ocitno ponarejenim presenecenjem. "Bi rada, da ti dokazem, da vem, kaj tja spada?"je se dodal in nekoliko izzivalno privzdignil obrvi, ustnice pa ukrivil v se bolj pokvarjen nasmeh. Njegov lakomni pogled se je ze v tretje sprehodil po njenem telesu, a tokrat pocasi, povsem lagodno in opazno, postal pa je ob vsaki oblini, ki jo je hote ali nehote razkrivala oprijeta obleka. Ary je bila vsekakor bogato obdarjena in Amon se je tega se predobro zavedal, zdelo pa se je, da to dobro ve tudi ona. Vprasanje je bilo, ce je vedela tudi, da namerava Amon to izkoristiti. A saj niti ni bilo vazno. Ce ni vedela sedaj, ji bo pa jasno cez nekaj minut.

Ary ga je opazovala in tisti nasmešek je poznala. "Ali tipi res ne zanjo drugega?" se je vprašala in ga opazovala. No saj ne, da bi bila ona kaj drugačna. To pa je če odraščaš v družbi fantov.
"A tako si mislil," je rekla." Potem pa to vzamem kot kompliment," je dodala in se nasmehnila. Mogoče ji je bilo malo neprijetno, saj je obleka že zelo objemala telo, saj je dež premagal hrast in je bila že kar premočena. Opazovala je kapljico, ki je padla na roko in je polzela počasi vse do dlani, kjer je padla na tla. Objela se je z rokami. Torej, lahko bi stekla v šolo in mogoče celo nebi zbolela, lahko pa ostane tu in se malo pozabava s Amonom. Ugriznila se je v ustnico in ga gledala v oči. Odločila se je za slednje. Nekako ji je zabave na temu področju malo primanjkovalo.
Tisto njegovo ponarejeno presenečenje jo je spravilo v smeh. "No, če pa trdiš, da veš pa mi dokaži," mu je rekla in ga zapeljivo pogledala.

"Odlicno, da se tako dobro razumeva."je veselo odvrnil in se vzravnal ob deblu. Pocasi so se usule prve dezne kaplje, ki pa so se kaj hitro prelevile v mocno dezevje, ki se je prebilo tudi skozi gosto listje mogocnena hrasta za njunima hrbtoma in ju zelo hitro pricelo mociti. Amona to ni kaj dosti motilo. Hlad je bil njegovo podrocje, se vecje veselje pa je v njem zbujalo dejstvo, da se je mokra obleka se bolj prilepila na Ary. Nagnil je glavo vstran in ji povsem umirjeno vracal nadvse izzivalni pogled, ki mu ga je poslala izpod svojih bogatih, temnih trepalnic. V Amonovih sivih oceh se je zasvetlikala zelenkasta iskrica in zamrmral je nazaj "Z najvecjim veseljem, gospodicna." Koticki njegovih ustnic so se ukrivili navzgor v kratek, pozeljiv nasmeh, nato pa jo je prijel za dlan in jo potegnil na noge. Umirjeno in pocasi jo je pritisnil ob deblo velikega hrasta in svoj obraz priblizal njenemu, da ju je locevalo le nekaj centimetrov. Z eno roko se je naslonil na drevo za njenim hrbtom, z drugo pa je pocasi zdrsel po njenih bokih in navzdol po stegnu.

Ustnice so se ji ukrivile v poreden nasmešek. Njeno telo se je zaradi dežja in mraza vedno bolj hladilo in vedno bolj jo je zeblo. Začela se je tresti, zaradi mrazu. Kako je bila vesela, da je imela vodoodporen make-up, drugače bi Amon že tekel stran.
S pogledom je sledila Amonu, ki se je pognal na noge, nato pa je začutila njegov topel dotik na svojih dlaneh, ko jo je povlekel na noge. Njegov obraz se je približal njenemu in začutila je njegovo sapo na obrazu. Začutila je njegove roke na svojih bokih in stegnih, kako so se sprehajale gor in dol. Dvignila je eno nogo in jo naslonila s peto na drevo.
S eno roko ga je objela okoli vratu, le da je dlan počivala na laseh, oziroma prsti so se igrali s njegovimi gostimi lasmi. Vrtela si jih je okoli prstov in vsake toliko je s z dlanjo švignila čez lase in ga nežno popraskala po tilniku.
Druga roka, ki pa je bila prosta je nekaj časa obvisela ob njenem telesu, nato pa ga je pobožala po licu, pogled pa ni umaknila z njegovih oči. Tisti perverzen nasmešek se je spreobrnil v nedolžnega. Prvi poljub, ki mu je dala mu je prilepila na lice, nato pa ga je poljubila na ustnice.
S roko tisto prosto roko, ki je prej visela ob njenem telesu ga je sedaj držala za ovratnik.

Namuznil se je in nekoliko nagnil glavo, ko je prste zapletla v njegove lase. In se prav ocitno se je postavila v vabljiv polozaj. Amon se ni niti priblizno nameraval ustavljati in njegova roka je pocasi zdrsnila na notranjo stran Aryninega stegna. Pozorno je spremljal izzivalno iskrico v njenih oceh in cakal na doloceni trenutek, ko se bo prelevila v drugacno iskro in postala nekoliko bolj zahtevna od bozanja po licu. Njuna obraza sta se zblizala se za nekaj centimetrov, tako da sta se nosova ze skoraj stikala. Njena dlan je zdrsnila na rob njegovega plasca in v naslednjem trenutku so se njene oci nevarno zasvetlikale. Z ustnicami je najprej zdrsnila po njegovem licu, nato pa je ze poiskala njegove ustnice. Amon ni okleval in njegova roka je usla navzgor po njeni dolgi nogi, nato pa jo je objel okoli pasu in jo potegnil k sebi. Njegove ustnice so lakomno segle po njenih in trescil jo je nazaj ob hrast. "Nikar tako hitro,"je zamrmral, ko je za tenutek odmaknil ustnice, nato pa jo je zopet poljubil in ji cez trenutek z jezikom zdrsnil v vroca usta. Z drugo roko, ki jo je se nekaj trenutkov prej naslanjal na drevo, je zdrsnil navzdol ob strani njenega vitkega telesa in ji pocasi razmaknil noge.

Vzbujal je strast v njej in njeno telo je postajalo vedno bolj toplo, čeprav je bilo zunaj hladno. Ah, zopet je razmišljala o vremenu. V takšnem trenutku pa res ne sme o ničemer razmišljati. Glavo je obrnila vstran in njen pogled je odtaval stran, medtem ko je njegova dlan božala njena stegna. Vzdihnila je. Ko ga je pogledala sta se njune ustnice zopet našle in dotaknile. Bil je nežen poljub, tisti ravno za pričetek strasti. Začutila je njegovo telo ob svojem in njene dlani so počivale na njegovih prsih ter njene oči so vztrajno gledale njegove. Ravno ko je svoj obraz približala njegovemu jo je butnil nazaj k drevesu in na hrbtu je začutila mokroto debla. Njegove besede so odmevale v njenih ušesih. "Nikar tako hitro?" je ponovila in roke uprla v boke. Hotela mu je že nekaj reči, ko je zopet začutila njegove ustnice na svojih, njene roke pa so ga objemale. "Make up youre mind," si je mislila, ampak če se ni sedaj ustavil, zgleda ni hotel, da bo igra tekla počasi. Nekako pa res nebi rada, da ju kdo tu vidi. Še preden se je čisto vnela ga je vprašala:"Bova tu do konca ali se premakneva kam bolj na suho in varno?"
Njene noge so se vedno bolj odmikale druga od druge. Čeprav je čakala na odgovor mu je odpela plašč, ki je nato spolzel s njegovega telesa in padel na mokro travo. Njene oči so gledale njegove iskrice v očeh in pričela mu je vleči majico izpod hlač. Med "opravilom" ga je nežno poljubljala po vratu.

His usually cold eyes now sparkled with passion, with pure passion and lust. "You want to move? Now?"he murmured softly when she said the words. "Oh well, I guess you're right...it's easier to move now than later when we'll have to pick up all the clothes."he added after a sencond or two of quiet thinking. His eyes met hers, then he released her slim body out of his firm grasp and grabbed his school coat. "Come on, before it gets too cold."he said over his shoulder, than he joined his hand with hers and thay dived into the rain that poured slowly, but very devotedly. Amon didn't hold a grudge against rain, but in such moments it was certainly very unpractical and most disturbing. As soon as they stood in the shelter of Hogwarts, he pressed her against the nearest wall again and his lips chrused onto hers. He could feel all the unsatisfaction of the past two months building up in his already hot body as he entangled his tongue with hers in a passionate tango. With one hand danced down her back, while he was pulling her close with the other.

"Yeah, now would be the best time," she told him nodding her head. She watched him pick up his clothes and than she ran after him into the rain. It was quite romantic. You know, walking in the rain, holding a hand of a hot guy. She realy hated the rain. It was so depressing and now it was very disturbing.
When they stepped into the school he pushed her against the wall and kissed her .She could feel his hands on her back and he was pulling her clothes from her. When their lips separated she frozed for a second, because she heard some steps. She grabed his hand and lead him into a dark corner, where nobody could seen them. "Now, we are totaly safe from unwanted eyes" Arisha whispered to his ears.
There was no time to bo lost, so she kissed him again, but this time with more passion. her tounge played with his, and with her hand she pulled his T-shirt out of his trousers. She pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor. She looked at his body. His body was in good shape. with he kisses she went lower and lower on him.

He smiled softly at the sound of steps and followed her into the dark hideaway beteween two walls. He smiled at the soft sound of her whisper. "Ah, that's good."he grinned back and let her do her magic. When it came to this, he wasn't exceptionally picky - the girls could do almost whatever they wanted, as long as it caused pleasure. And his clothes being practically torn off his body did come into that category. Just as being kissed all the way down. He sighed softly and leaned his head on the cold wall behind him, closing his eyes for a few moments. He couldn't deny it, really, she was good, although there was still something that he didn't quite like at the moment - the restricting presence of his pants. But, whoever on this world could stop him from removing that obstacle? No one, not right now. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped the jeans, looking down on Arisha. "Come on, show me what you've got."he provoked her and lifted his eyebrows teasingly.

Her lips were bent into a smile, but she didn't stop kissing him. She was enjoying herself, but not like he was. Practically she was doing all the work, he was just standing there and grinning of pleasure. But she didn't mind it, it was fun. Now she was kissing him from bottom up. She looked him in the eyes and she felt his fingers unzipping his pants. "Let me help you," she whisppered into his ear. She laid her hands on his and together they uzipped the jeans.
Than she unzipped her dress and slowly started pulling it lower and lower. Now she stood before Amon only in her bra and undies. After that she pulled his jeans down and smiled.
Her hands were around his neck and she kissed him on mouth. Her hands slid down his body and her fingernails left white stripes on the skin, but the gentle biting and soft kisses followed it.
"Now the real fun begins" she said in mind as she knelt down before him. Her fingers were softly stroking his "lower part of the body". She had a smile on her face. She kissed it and he could feel that he is losing his boxers. Ary intended to show him what she got, but in return she expected the same. "Don't let me down, lover boy," she said to him and the blond began to play with his special friend. She was pleased with what he got.

((o lol, o lol, kake primerjave xD sam spet falijo iztocnce, ohwell.))

It wasn't like he needed any help with getting undressed, but he didn't mind her hands being all over his body. His eyes followed her smooth, elegant movements as she unzipped her partly wet dress and slid it slowly down her body, inch by inch. His eyebrows rised a little at the engaging sight that her almost naked body offered. He chose good, that was sure. He groaned silently when she let her fingernails dig into his skin while she was caressing and kissing his body. Well, she certainly knew what she was doing, and his belief in that was even more firmly established when she started playing with him. He leaned his head at the cold stone wall behind him and his lips curved into a sly smile as he felt sudden absence of his boxers. "I'll do my best not to."he smiled at her words and than closed his eyes to the pleasure she was starting to cause him. It was raising up in his body in a form of burning warmth but he was well accustomed to the feeling, he would even dare say it has become a natural part of him, he experienced it so often. He placed a hand on her head and started to play with her hair, gently at first, then at one moment he calmly pushed her head down on him further, moaning at the result.

((Ja kaj pa naj xD direkt napišm al kaj xD... še enkrat mi reč da ti mankajo iztočnice ti bo Arisha zagrenila živlenje xD ))

She felt his hand playing with her hair. At his moaning, she knew she was doing the right thing. She leaned her hand on his leg and Ary continued doing her stuff. When his friend was hard she rose and looked him straight in his eyes. She bit her lip. Her hand slided down his left arm and her look followed it. She noticed a tattoo. It was a snake, which coincides with the wild rose. Then she looked him at his eyes again and she raised her leg and knee, leaned on the wall. Her hand was sliding up and down her thight. There was silence, good silence. She kissed him on his neck and she was all wormed up. She wana felt him inside her, deep inside her. Her lips found his and she put her hands around his neck. Her tounge played with his. Her gentle hand grasped his ... and she put it in her. Well, she wasn't as wormed up as she tought so she felt a sharp pain, but the pain was over soon. She sighed. Arisha leaned her head on his shoulder. She was slowly moving up and down. She was moaning at the plesant feeling she got. Her hands were raped around his neck and her fingers were playing with Amons hair.

((ahahaaa xD ma angla malu šepa, mm? ))

His lips were slightly parted and he could feel her long tongue working on him. Amon clenched his teeth as a tight moan ragged his quick breath. Shaking his head, he looked down on Ary, who certainly knew what she was doing. What a nice start of the school year, he thought to himself and stifled a rough smile that slowly turned into a grimace of pleasure as she finally let him go. He followed her gaze that stopped at his bare upper arm and smiled a roguish half smile. His eyes were soon diverted to watch her long legs as she parted them and now his half smile transformed briefly into a very horny smile and than back into sweet innocence as he leaned in for a long kiss. Their tongues were entwined again and he could fell the warmth of her body as his hands slid along the soft skin.

He moaned into their kiss as he pushed deep inside her, feeling her tension and a slight shudder that went along with mild pain. He moved his lips on her neck and pressed her hard against the cold castle wall. His hot breath collided with the moist skin on her neck and he bit down on it ever so gently.

Her arms were still wrapped around his neck. She could felt his warm breath on her skin. She looked him and she had a little smile on her face. Her breathing was shallow and fast. When she felt his lips on her neck, she laid her hand on his head and played with his hair. Her moaning was quite silent. When she felt the cold castle wall on her warmed body she squeaked. "Cold, cold, cold," she silently said and looked at him. She took a deep breath and shut up.
Amon was doing his job very well. Soft bites had turn her on, more than she was. She began to sweat, beacause of his hot body and the action they were doing.
"Mmm, harder," she whispered to his ear. She liked it hard and fast. One of her legs was wrapped around his legs. She licked her lips and now she started to kissing his neck and gently biting it. Then she kissed him and gently bit his lips. One of her hand was playing with his hair and gently stroking his neck and the other one was playing with his nipples.
She leaned her head against the wall and her breathing was quite loud.

((Sorry za napake in sorry za epic -lame post >.< sam zadne čase sm ful brez domišljije :O ))