FUTURE THREAD: 7th year! Aodhan/Tamara
Aodhan tugged the hand of the girl he had managed to sweet talk into the hallway he liked to frequent. His intentions were... not noble, but since when was Aodhan noble. The idea the word even entailed was quite laughable to him. Sure, he was just doing it to use the girl, but he never really cared about the feelings of the girls he grabbed to snog with in the hallway. His main reason of doing it anyway was so that a certain someone would purposely run into them.
He grinned at his prey and tugged a little roughly towards him as he spun around in the middle of the hallway, "You just let me take care of you," he whispered to her. Sure, he'd tell her everything she wanted to hear and the moment Tamara showed up he'd throw her aside.
"You're so beautiful," he said close to her neck, nipping gently as his mouth followed the curve of it.
He grinned at his prey and tugged a little roughly towards him as he spun around in the middle of the hallway, "You just let me take care of you," he whispered to her. Sure, he'd tell her everything she wanted to hear and the moment Tamara showed up he'd throw her aside.
"You're so beautiful," he said close to her neck, nipping gently as his mouth followed the curve of it.