Flamed Surprises (Mariella)

[mariellacovas]

Oh, damn him! Mariella shouted in her mind, seeing the expression and the obvious meaning behind it. He was trying to weaken her defenses and damn it all it seemed to be worming it's way into her heart a bit. Her smirk seemed to twitch a bit, her determined expression trying to beat down an expression of laughter. She pouted inwardly, calling him a cheater, knowing that using his face simply wasn't fair! She wasn't a weakling, but he simply had these adorable faces that were impossible to ignore. She cursed him mentally for being so cute as she began to glare up at him to hopefully break the alluring expression. She would fight fire with fire for when she was mock angry people often poked fun at her. Ever since she was a child and Mariella showed jealousy towards her sister, the family would break into a fit of giggles at her pouty lip and determinedly angry expression. When seeing that, most couldn't help but break into a fit of laughter, and that was what she was hoping to do.

Mariella pressed her hand against her chest in mock shock, lips parting just slightly at the accusation of being unfair. Well, she may have been a little unfair in not telling him, but she really wasn't being all that bad, now was she. Mariella's eyes brow rose slightly at the comment of male domination, a loud sarcastic laugh coming from her mouth, pretty much ignoring his Spanish. She really didn't believe in male domination, she believed that women let men believed that they were in charge while they really held the reigns. Because, behind every truly successful wizard there always has to be a smart witch. She was taken a back slightly by the sudden whisper, a soft, dangerous purr of her own rising in her throat. Her eyes narrowed at him, jumping forward into him just slightly at the light nip of his little fire dragon. Oh, he was going to play hard ball, was he? Sheena soon made her way over, attempting to pounce on the dragon once again. Mariella's hand rose to her necklace, wrapping around the little dragons in a possessive manner already. She knew he didn't mean it, but still the thought made her give hima pouty look. As soon as he withdrew his arms from her, Mariella shook her head. "You wouldn't dare!"

And of course he wouldn't as he suddenly had her pinned against the wall. All those things just to get her anger flaring. Dammit, he had gotten exactly what he wanted and she was exactly where he wanted. Pinned between him and the wall with that damned expression that she couldn't resist. She was still glaring at him though, a small smile on her lips as she stood there, seeing how close he was to kissing her. She leaned up to kiss him, pressing her lips against his lovingly before pulling back with a soft chuckle. "Well if you really want to know everything I said..."she murmured softly. "I guess...since you want to know so badly....I told you to say that I was your total queen and ruler." Mariella snickered softly, waiting for that to sink in before continuing. "The other things I said were; you are very handsome, I like strawberries and you have no idea what I was saying..." She began to laugh, a soft, light laughter, a tolerable bubbly sound. "Are you satisfied now?" Her head cocked to the side as she looked up at Kalib, her long hair draping over her shoulders.

[kalib]

Kalib knew he had won and didn’t bother to cover it up. Clearly he had been able to sail over whatever walls of protection she kept herself in and this knowledge planted a rather superior grin on his face. Blame it on the Slytherin blood running through his veins, blame it on his outright rebellious nature, blame his own weak defenses against her deliberate attractions – either way you looked at it, Kalib had been able to withstand her, even her glares (oh he had been so close to breaking composure. She’d looked simply adorable trying to stare him down). And even better, her reaction to his deep threats – although he was aware of her trying to hide it, Mariella was surprised by his persuasion. His smirk grew. There would come a day when he’d loose to her, but today was fortunately not that day.

While listening to her explanation of her words, he couldn’t help but smile. “Gorgeous, you didn’t have to trick me into saying that. Anytime you want to hear that you’re my personal goddess on earth, I’d be more then willing to tell you.” Maybe he was teasing, just a little bit, but deeply hidden there was true meaning. Sometimes it was better to say what was really on your mind jokingly – it made it less difficult to comprehend. It wasn’t so overwhelming, if you couldn’t be positive if they were teasing or not. He had used the tactic a lot, and more then once it’d been used upon him. Nine times out of ten, it worked effectively.

“Are you satisfied now?” Kalib kept an innocent expression, like a young boy who hadn’t been given enough candy. With a pout on his lips, he shook his head. “No Ms. Covas, I’m not…I told you that you weren’t being fair… I’m addicted to you – you can’t have an alcoholic a beer and expect them to settle for a sip or two.” No hesitation eluding him, Kalib kissed her with a passion and didn’t want to stop. However, he was well trained in the area of self control nowadays and while he didn’t stop, he didn’t go any further then her lips. And then he slowed, his lips only touching hers just barely, “I think I can live now…I’m not so thirsty anymore.” His gaze rested upon her necklace, smiling in self satisfaction – they had made progress tonight…regardless of the late hour. It made him feel good to know if anyone ever asked about it, she could smile about him and know he cared for her. A simple gesture, but completely worth it.


OOC: *Clicky click*

[mariellacovas]

Again, that pouty look came back to her face as she looked at Kalib, seeing his triumphant grin. Oh, why did he have to grin at her like that, and simply rub in her defeat? Not to mention why did he have to appear so damned cute while doing it?! It would normally be enough to aggravate the girl, to be defeated then to have the person gloat, but he was just too much to her to allow that aggravation to come. The growing smirk however did make some feeling rise in her, some feeling of pride that she had found the guy that could trip her up without being demeaning. She had found the Slytherin male that could withstand her teasing and comeback with equal, if not better comment while respecting her all the same. And he managed to look absolutely amazing when he did all of this. Oh, there was no perfect man, but Kalib was pretty damned close to having all the aspects that Mariella wanted in one.

'Gorgeous, you didn’t have to trick me into saying that. Anytime you want to hear that you’re my personal goddess on earth, I’d be more then willing to tell you.'

Mariella was astonished to say the least at his admittance, knowing that Kalib gave praise but at such a high level was almost astonishing, even if there was a slight sound of teasing in his voice. A small grin began to paint itself onto her face as she looked at him, just content to have heard those words. "You would...?" It seemed that Kalib was a specialist at making her feel beloved, her heart just pounding with the moment. Body held between the wall and her boyfriend, having just been tricked out of the information she tricked him with and trying to understand if he was trying to still bask in his triumph or if he was going to simply compliment her. It had gone both way in the past few minutes, his cocky little smirk that changed into words of the absolute sweetest compliment, or maybe just a joke. Mariella sighed, looking up at him, just curious of what he was going to do next.

Mariella just barely held back the urge to laugh, the overwhelming look of childish nature splayed across Kalib's face almost too much to take. The little pout was just too adorable! Was he really addicted to her, comparing her to an alcoholics alcohol? A slightly insulting comparison, but he had meant well and she knew that. Her thoughts almost ceased for it seemed for once his words stopped, his lips were on hers in a fervor, she stunned for a moment before she began to kiss him back with just as much zeal as he was putting into the kiss. She was tempted to continue to kiss as soon as he pulled away, chest rising and falling as she took in deeper breaths. "Mm...I would like a little more...." she murmured softly, curious if he would simply give into her or make her work for it. Looking up at him, she could see that his gaze had fallen onto the necklace, her smile growing. She felt as if this little necklace had some sort of truth charm over it that simply made them let go and tell each other what they were feeling and let one another know just how much they care. To let it be known before it was too late...Mariella's gaze stayed on Kalib's, just trying to see if she were able to silently communicate with him yet. It was something that she saw a lot of couples were able to do, simply look at one another and pick up he others emotion. She was communicating something simple, a feeling of love and care, and that she was simply contented to be here with him.


OOC:I am soooo sorry about the late response! So very sorry!

[kalib]

OOC: No worries. ;D


“You would…?” Her question drifted off in something of doubt and Kalib felt like he couldn’t stand much higher. He had to admit, surprising her was a bit of a challenger at times, but he was getting better. He liked playing with her mind, making her wonder. Kalib was every bit of predictable as he was unpredictable. It made things interesting, kept things up pace.

His smiled widened, finding himself lost in the same game. Did she really think he wouldn’t offer up compliments when she asked for them? He loved flattering girls, making them swoon. And better yet, when they swooned they always needed arms to catch them. He was a bit of a sap sometimes, even if he would never say it aloud to his guy friends, least of all Zane. He was so mediocre in the world of girls it was sad and even sadder yet, Kalib had made no progress with him. Zane was a lost cause.

“Trust me,” he whispered gently to her, eyes soft, “Nothing could make me happier then knowing the smile upon your lips was placed there because of me.” Kalib watched her for a moment, allowing his words to sink in and then added in a lighter tone, “Anytime you need a moral boost, feel free to let me know.” A teasing grin relaxed onto his lips.

Either way, Mariella seemed to grasp that behind his jokes there were true feelings. Unsatisfied with his affection, she directed her lips to his and there was something there that made it hard to behave. When she pulled back, it was even harder, and harder yet, when her gaze locked his in place. It was an interesting experience, being the one locked instead of the one locking the other. Kalib was mystified for all of a moment, surprised she could say so much without a single word.

Screw being good.

That was all he remembered before he found himself kissing her, loving her, allowing his lips to greedily stray. As on rare occasions before, he lathered her skin with soft affection on any place he could reach. At one point he had been along her neck, feeling the golden chain brush his lips and felt another wave of satisfaction – she could proudly wear the necklace and know he was thinking of her.

[mariellacovas]

Her question was one that she was sure any semi-modest, respectful young woman would've asked. So why was he smiling? Did her question really cause him that much happiness, enough to make him smile as he was. 'Trust me' A delightful tingle spread through her body as the words drifted pleasantly to ears, just feeling that warmth burn through her. She could feel her heart simply melt, her smile growing, eyes shining in her happiness. She could hear the minuscule teasing, but the word simply struck her, hard. He was so wonderful to her, the attention and compliments that he could pour on her were simply amazing. His Slytherin nature was stripped away at these times, disappearing into some unfamiliar depths and the person behind the House came up. When the nature that puts you in a house was left behind to show how you truly felt for a person rather than how you should act towards a person. That was a truly beautiful thing.

Mariella could see that her gaze, along with her kiss was breaking him, her eyes never tearing away from his. She could see he was cracking, like a dam facing torrent after torrent of water during a heavy rain. And all of it is about to spill over....As soon as she felt his lips upon hers, she felt that warmth rush back into her tenfold, overwhelming her with not only love but with a feverish passion. Mariella could feel wherever he touched, whether it be his lips or his hands it was soon sent into a blaze, her hands roaming his back, shoulders, encouraging him. His lips upon the chain seemed to be some completer, just making her soar, the flames in her feeling like they might just burn her. It was so wonderful, to think that he had given this to her, for him to be in her thoughts always. To have him here, with his lips on the chain, for some reason sent double the shock of happiness through her. She could only smile, and kiss him and let her hand roam and bask in his attention.

Whenever he stopped, even though Mariella herself knew she never wanted him to, she panted softly and simply held him, pressing close. A soft, satisfied purr just rumbled in the back of her throat, eyes closing as she leaned against him for slight support. Mariella nuzzled against his neck lightly, just letting him know she had nothing but the utmost love for him.

[kalib]

So maybe he didn’t loose in word-to-word competitions; after all, even if his grades didn’t reflect it, Kalib had a wide range in vocabulary. But when it came to who was harder to resist one another, he fell short and straight into the stereo-type that boys had a one track mind and more often then not the one track was centered over girls. He was pleased to note he could safely say it was over only one girl this time though, which in some odd way encouraged him. It didn’t help that she so willing gave in as soon as Kalib himself had done so. Her cool palms traced over him, her fingertips trailing his back. It was almost sad really, that he couldn’t control himself more. But since when was loving someone a crime? Because he would certainly be found guilty.

All the same, he (on some responsible level) hated when he was left to be the cruel one and pull back before they found themselves in undeniable pleasure and on school grounds at that. It was very hard, trying to resist her. Mariella could not even begin to fathom how much control she had gained over him. A fleeting thought wondered if he held just as much over her, but certainly, there was no way to have more then her? Completing with such power might just land him on the floor and he didn’t feel any desire to threaten her highly positioned stature. Besides, he knew word had been whispering amongst the halls about how ‘that Slytherin boy was whipped’ but he felt no shame. On the frequent occasion that the gossipers were a group of girls, Kalib couldn’t help walking by in a sense of dignity that told them he wasn’t free and felt some satisfaction as their faces fell, completely ignored by ‘that Slytherin hottie.’

It was those thoughts that made him be accused of being vain – so what if he was? He didn’t care so much about the public eye; anyone worth keeping around would see behind his hard composure there was a true human being that wanted to be cared for just like every other person out there.

Through all of this – though it couldn’t have been more then a few seconds – Kalib had felt his kisses become longing and knew he had to stop before it became impossible. Leaving one last lingering kiss along her lips, his hands (that had by now worked their way along her waist, occasionally brushing skin) pulled her something of an inch away. Kalib was certain it was evident that he didn’t want to do so, but again that little ounce of responsibility his parents had been able to ground into him kept him steady. “You really should get to bed, love,” he smiled in dry humor. The idiotic male-dominating side that got him in trouble wanted to come up right along side her but knew to keep safely away from that. “I would offer to tuck you in, but I wouldn’t make it far with those stairs of yours.” A teasing grin crossed his expression, “How about a goodnight kiss?” He did so, sweet and controlled, and then watched her for a moment. “Don’t let the bed bugs bite,” he added with the same smile.

[mariellacovas]

When one was the subject of teenage gossip, it either was in the direction of where it empowered you or left you feeling all but lower than a grub. Mariella, however, would never allow herself to be demeaned by anyone if she could help it, and of course the gossip the spread through the house only helped to make her pride flutter about like a delighted bird freed from its cage. She didn't flaunt the fact that she had a boyfriend, she didn't feel she needed to seeing as she was perfectly happy in love with him. However, if people wanted to talk about her and him and how their relationship was so tight and her 'control' over him, then she wouldn't stop them. Let them be nosey and stick their noses where they didn't belong, as long as they did not spout off the wrong information. Now one might ask Mariella did she really have Kalib 'whipped' as the comment was now. It was almost laughable! What woman nowadays didn't have some sort of control over their significant other? She didn't control him, no, not at all! She was just like any woman, many women used their charms in a relationship to get their way, didn't they? It was not whipped,no, never! It was but human nature taking its course.

Not only had she been spoken about by a few of the other females in her house, but a few of the males as well had addressed Mariella's status as off limits. However, instead of gossiping as the politer and more passive female nature had allowed the girl's to do for Kalib, the several young men had directed Mariella directly. Not many, mind you, since Mariella was sure Kalib had threatened a good amount of the male population that had ever glanced in her direction with an ounce of interest. Just those that were either extremely bold or extremely daft, sometimes a bit of both, trying to find out why she hadn't picked him over the 'new kid'. Mariella never explained however, she need not give any guy that stepped to her in a disrespectful fashion such an answer. That may have landed her in trouble, but hexing was a life saver. Mariella, really didn't not care if she offended pursuers, she was happy with whom she was with, she didn't need anyone else to interfere with her love life at the moment and mess that up. She just wanted things to stay as they were, as close to perfections as humanely possible.

Even when one was expecting something, they could be blind sided, Mariella soft purrs dissolving into whimpers and mewls for him to keep going. She didn't need speech to communicate many things, her body language, showing how much she wanted his touch, simply being driven mad when she felt his hand on her bare skin. When he held her away, she stared at him in a pathetic way, just hoping to make him feel sorry for her again. Although with that order, it seemed like he wasn't going to simply let her have her way this time. She smirked slightly, knowing that she wouldn't object to having him tuck her in...she was sure that she would be able to keep it at an appropriate level. Hopefully...She smiled back at him, shaking her head slowly. Oh, she loved that face...As soon as his lips touched hers, she immediately kissed him back with just as much innocent intent, a good-night-sleep-tight-kind-of-kiss. Mariella held onto him, walking with him till she knew that they would have to separate to go their different ways. "Sweet dreams..."she purred softly, contently. She slowly made her way up the stairs of dorm, fingers lightly touching her necklace, eyes barely casting a look over her shoulder till she could see him no more.

Well off to bed for her again...

[kalib]

[[OOC: I believe this would be a suitable end. *Round of applause* T H E E N D "Courting the the Courtyard."]]