Miles ;)

[mel___]

Doing her best to keep her satisfied smirk to herself, Melanie quickly gathered up the homework she had been pretending to do and safely tucked her computer back into her bag before leaving the library and heading back to the Slytherin dorms

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[go_for_miles]

"It's open," he said shortly over his shoulder and at the door (he was currently working on a new medicine that had been frustrating him for a while).

[mel___]

Melanie turned the door knob and pushed open the door, not yet walking in.

"If you're too busy, I could always come back later," she commented lightly, eyeing Miles's work.

[go_for_miles]

"No it's alright," he shook his head, sighing roughly and putting down one of the bottles. "It's almost useless."

[mel___]

She took a few steps forward, closing the door behind her and leaning back against it.

"I'd say something about not giving up and it not being useless, but you probably wouldn't buy it anyway," she said, raising an eyebrow.

"Nice hair, by the way."

[go_for_miles]

Miles gave a smirk and turned around to look at her. "I had a hunch you'd like it."

[mel___]

"Did you?" she said with a tilt of her head and a matching smirk. "Why, you must know me better than I thought you did."

[go_for_miles]

"Oh I know you very intimately - several times over too."

[mel___]

She let out a short laugh, pushing herself off the door and walking over to sit on the edge of Miles's bed.

"Don't get too ahead of yourself, dear."

[go_for_miles]

"You can't deny the truth of it though," he smirked, making his short way over to her and stood looking down at her (nice view of her cleavage).

[mel___]

Melanie was perfectly aware that Miles was rather obviously staring down her shirt, but she made no move to stop him. Considering what they'd be getting to, she wasn't about to be prude.

"Perhaps," she replied with a teasing smirk.

[go_for_miles]

He let his eyes roam just a littl more over her body before leaning down and kissing her - leaning into her so she's have to lay back onto his bed.

[mel___]

Melanie was a bit caught off guard by the unexpected kiss (she'd have guessed at least another minute of small talk before they got down to business) but quickly regained her composure. She resisted being pushed back for a second before giving in, leaning back to rest between Miles and the bed.

[go_for_miles]

One of the best things about Melanie was that no matter how teasing she could be, once business got started she was ready to go.

Miles slid his hands up her shirt, tickling her underneath her bra. He smirked into her lips.

[mel___]

Melanie let out a small squeak, flinching away from Miles's tickling hand and sharply nipping at his bottom lip as a sort of warning.

Yes, she was rather ticklish. No, she didn't particularly enjoy being tickled. Her older brother had always used it as a form of torture when they were much younger, and she had walked away from it with a strong distaste for it.

[go_for_miles]

He gave a low chuckle when he recognized her being ticklish there, even if her bite was a bit hard (sexy, though).

Miles rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him so he could take her shirt and bra off quicker. Grabbing her waist with on hand and her neck with his other, he brought her in for another rough kiss, trailing his lips to her collar bone as well.