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Nothing is done never for the right reason [Beauxbatons rpg] [table murphy laws, 30 defects] [1 / 30]



Title: Nothing is ever for the right reason.


Fandom: Beauxbatons RPG.


Characters: Lionel Fournier (.. and Alisha Brewster)


Rating: NC17 Warnings


: Lemmon

N / A
: I'm pretty sure





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going to want to kill Lionel, but as it is mine will not get it. Helena mentions Rousseau (aka Lena), Cyrille Benoit (aka Cyd), Eliane Noire (aka Ely) and Adrian Fronsac (aka Ad), which are not mine but it belongs to the girls of Beauxbatons. Words: 1687
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bien que estaba junto a él. También le había dicho que no sabía nada de Adrièn desde hacía días. Por último, le había preguntado si lo vería en la boda del padre de Elianne y su novia. Su respuesta más larga en toda la conversación fue un “si, supongo que si”. No tenía ganas de nada. Ni siquiera parecía él. Había vuelto a casa después de terminar en Beauxbatons con el ánimo por los suelos. No le apetecía conocer a su prometida, le aterraba. No le gustaba la idea de pasar casi todo el verano solo, porque todo el mundo tenía planes mejores. Y, sobretodo, odiaba pensar en que no volvería a ver a Elianne, a excepción de la wedding, which did not even want to go. be best for them. When he had said it sounded much better than at the time. Because at that moment he felt guilty. He had not said to Lena, and was not sure if it would someday. Most preferred to forget it too. For one afternoon, and one week ago, when he finished eating and went to his room to devote to doing nothing, Alisha was sitting on her bed. There began. "Good afternoon, Lionel. Her voice, with that strange accent that I had to talk, they seemed too suggestive. They had barely spoken since she was there, despite numerous attempts by his parents. And suddenly there it was, before him, in bed with a white dress that left him more than he wanted. Mentally gave thanks that at least he had the decency to wear a bikini.
"Good afternoon, Alisha. Looking for something around here? "Actually, yes. Lionel
waited for the girl continued to explain that he had been waiting in your room, but she decided to make him wait a bit. He got out of bed and went to him. He did not go unnoticed that the dress was shorter than he had expected. Stood before him and looked at him with all the innocence she could. "It's that he planned to take a bath in your pool, but did not know where they kept the towels. I asked your mother, but she said she will ask you. "Of course, towels.
sighed in resignation. What do parents play? Had made it clear he had no plans to marry. Moreover, they literally had said that it could send that girl back to England, because he was not interested. Might sound a bit cruel, but his parents could not mince words.
And yet there she was.
He explained where to find towels, hoping that she left, but did not. Alisha was stood there, staring at him with a smile on his face. He waited for her to ask something else.

-Lionel ... I'll be in the pool, right?

He winked before you go around to walk out the door.

remembered that afternoon had looked out his window. I did not know exactly what had been done, but he had. They had found in the pool, leaving it in concrete. I had seen, and he had smiled and even waving. He had not even responded to the greeting, had simply gone back to his room.

A couple of days later he returned to meet Alisha in her room. On that occasion wore another dress, but totally different from before. He would not let him see what was underneath, but it left a perfect delineation of the corners of the girl.

-Alisha ... The aforementioned smiled.

-Lionel, the other day did not come to the piscina. He shook his head slowly, and repeating what he had said. "I had ganas.
" he said, without giving too much importance to the issue. Alisha

approached him just as he did last time. Supported one of his fingers on his chest, and began to draw figures indistinct as he looked straight in the eye.

"Let's be clear, Lionel: I do not want to marry. But there is nothing wrong with having fun, you know? And unless that redhead that comes from time to time be your girlfriend, which I doubt, do not see why we could not have fun together.

fun Lionel smiled. Who thought he was talking about that girl? He compared it was sure it was the master of fun. But not amused either.

And least anyone you would jury to his best friend is not fun.

-Alisha, no ...

She gently put him to shut his finger to his lips. Before he could even replicate something she already was kissing. Thought to separate, but not necessary. The kiss was short but intense.

too intense.

-Think.

again, left his room leaving him alone.

remembered the sound of the door shut behind her, the sound of his shoes away. She lifted the pillow to get some air before returning to cover her. The next time was the worst by far.

Barely two days from the kiss, and had received a letter warning that Lena would visit in a couple of days. The news had cheered. If it was Lena, Alisha would not approach. Should only take a little longer.

course he did not have the third meeting. Lionel

afternoon had gone for a walk to unwind. It was hot out, and had been sweating, so decided to go take a shower in the bathroom in her room.

He felt the water fell on him, relaxing. But with the noise of the shower did not hear the sound of the door. She opened her eyes when she noticed a pair of hands su espalda. Un par de manos mucho más pequeñas que las suyas, más suaves.

-Alisha.

No necesitaba girarse para saber quién era. Casi podía ver la sonrisa dibujada en los labios de la chica. Ella, sintiéndose algo más confiada, comenzó a recorrer con sus manos la espalda de Lionel.

-Alisha, ¿qué se supone que estás haciendo?
-Divertirme.

La voz sonó muchísimo más cerca de lo que hubiera querido él. Sonó prácticamente pegada a su oreja. Un cosquilleo lo recorrió de arriba abajo y cerró los ojos. Sabía que no debía. Le había jurado a Lena que no iba a hacerlo.

Pero era débil, and could not help it.

He turned and began to kiss her almost violently. He noted, in the middle of the kiss, how she smiled satisfied, which only managed to gain more strength. The imprisoned against the wall, leaving the water falling on them.

did not have to do anything. There were no preliminaries, touching or games. They were naked, and they knew they did not need to even talk.

Because they knew it would not mean anything.

She opened her legs slightly, getting your out something more intimate. Alisha cried in the middle of the kiss. He, meanwhile, decided that no further lengthen the time needed. Lifted, leaning against the wall, and she sought the position to what he knew was coming next. He felt it go without much finesse, and groaned again, this time louder. Lionel

mentally thanked her house was so big that his parents were away from that room.

began to move rhythmically, sticking to it and becoming completely separated. Alisha was limited to hold tight to his arms while he groaned. In fact, the moans were partly to blame because he is moving ever faster.

to no longer take it anymore.

With a final lunge, Lionel stopped straining. Alisha fully arched, pressing her wet skin and sweat water to the boy, who was in the same conditions. He said nothing before spreading it slowly and get out.

He leaned against the wall. He closed his eyes. What had I done?

The question had been echoing in his head the rest of the afternoon. He saw himself, walking back and forth in his room, torn between telling Lena or not. Worse, no doubt, had been the days following that.

happening every day. The shower, his bed, Alisha. And every day had been feeling increasingly worse ending. So when Lena had visited, had not been able to just talk. I knew that she had noticed strange, but had not explained his reasons.

thought it was not.

few knocks on the door of his room he was taken from his memories. He took off the pillow top, and looked toward the door. Alisha had not even bothered to wait to tell him that to happen.

-Alisha, no. I will not do this anymore. Alisha

gently shook his head while climbing into bed on it. He scrambled into a sitting on his stomach, when it stopped to look.

-Lionel, you know that's not true. Do not kid yourself.

She kissed him. And he did not bother to stop.

Because, although the reasons against weighed heavily, became increasingly blurred. Instead, the reasons for, and few they were, took possession of him.

Finally, after all, nothing is ever for the right reason, right?

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Surprise [Supernatural] [Table reactions jeuxatrois] [1 / 3]



Title: Surprise.


Fandom: Supernatural. Characters


: Castiel / Ana / Dean Rating


: G

N / A
: Join the





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Words: 393



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angel.

no doubt what he missed most was all the sensations it means to be human. The feelings swirling inside it, mistaking it as if it were right in the eye of a hurricane. Not understand how humans could complain so much of such things. The angels were so limited in this respect: either it was black or was black, and if you happen to shuffle the gray as possible problems you had already searched.

There, alone in the middle of nowhere, closed his eyes. He tried to block out the voices in his head fighting, arguing about something he did not want to know. He tried to look inside this hurricane. Withdrew after realizing that the voices were more powerful than her. He opened his eyes. Castiel. - What happened? "She asked softly, yet with a certain echo of surprise.
front of her was Castiel. He seemed agitated, nervous. Upset about something that eluded him.
-Dean ... "he murmured. Despite its limited range of feelings, Ana did not take long to notice the concern swirling and gathering such force that almost made her question.
- What happened to Dean? , has escaped ...
Then the voice in his head were becoming clearer. The began to understand, and all spoke of the same. They were angry with someone. With an angel that had not fulfilled its mission. were furious with Castiel. -Castiel, what have you done? "He inquired, looking into his eyes. Castiel seemed to regain his strength. Back to command respect, respect must impose an angel. And did not even seem worried or upset. -I helped. I gave them back. not consider that more words were necessary to explain what happened. In fact, they were not. Ana expression was changing. Castiel never forget that face.
Surprise. Grata, almost unbelievable. Surprise.