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Post by mina on Jan 9, 2013 23:20:28 GMT -5
I'M THINKING MAYBE I CAN'T HAVE RELATIONSHIPS Sunlight was sprinkled across the floor of Ravenclaw Tower, shining through the navy curtains hung loosely about the wrought iron windows. The entire room was dimly illuminated, in such a way that would indicate it was morning. Very little was stirring, and small chirps could be heard through the window at the far right of the room, where the iron and glass was propped open slightly. A light breeze filtered through the opening, playfully swatting at the drapery so it swayed back and forth delicately, dragging across the floor so only the slightest of sounds were made.
Dominica could feel herself waking up, but she resisted, wishing her eyes to stay glued shut. She’d come out of sleep very peacefully, which was unusual. She was an avid dreamer, and was usually awoken rather suddenly by some change in her own reality. Today was different though; it was a Saturday morning, and she'd had gone to bed rather late. Turning her head over so it was facing the common room, Mina let one of her eyes open into a taught sliver. From where she was at the far side of the room, she couldn’t see anyone, only their mismatched things possessions and disarrayed bedding. She shut her eyelid again quickly, turning her head to the other side, once again opening it. Sirius Black's bare back was exposed, his lower body barely covered by her navy sheets, his face hidden by a mop of black hair.
This woke her up rather quickly. Groaning slightly from movement, Mina rolled off of her stomach and onto her back, lifting her hands so as to fling her long mane of blonde hair out of her face. Settled for a moment, she allowed her eyes to adjust to the morning light and air before sitting up finally, and looking around. Thinking back to the night before, she remembered going to a party in the Prefects' Wing (probably something ridiculous thrown by James Potter). Sure enough, after she'd had her fun, brooding around with her few friends, she stumbled right into the arms of Sirius Black and away they went to Ravenclaw Tower.
She shook her head slightly, then ran a hand through her hair, pushing it away from her face. She didn’t want to get out of bed yet, and instead let her head and back flop back against the mattress. "Hey," she said quietly, poking Sirius slightly on his shoulder. This wasn't the first time she'd done so. It wasn't the tenth time she'd done so. Mornings like this occured, with him, more often than either of them would have liked to admit.
"Hey!" she said crossly, much louder, poking him harder in the shoulder again, for no reason other than her own complete boredom. Her bed, her rules.
TAGS: Sirius WORDS: 597 NOTES: Lol. Them. BECAUSE LATELY THEY'RE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE template by eliza @ shadowplay
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Post by siriusblack on Jan 10, 2013 0:07:04 GMT -5
I ' v e ~ g o t ~ t o ~ h a v e ~ i tIT’S ANOTHER BAD HABIT. [/font] And I hope I’m not here too late[/center] I’ve been trying all night long; I put up with your favorite songs all night
Sleep was something that tended to evade Sirius Black. It was not for some obscure medical reason or anything serious; no, it was simply because he lived by the motto that you could sleep while you were dead. The kid just erupted energy from a seemingly endless and unknown source, so it wasn’t like he necessarily needed the sleep like some people. Admittedly, though, even just watching him was slightly tiring; never sitting still, constantly on the move, looking for something to do. Luckily for his lifestyle, he was just one of those people who didn’t need sleep as much as others. Take last night for example. Why would he choose sleep over a back-to-school party of such in the prefects’ wing? The fact that Sirius Black even set foot in the prefects’ wing of the school was positively shocking; he knew every nook and crevice in the school, but a place for responsible, authoritative students was not the place for him. Of course, he knew people, one of who happened to be the organizer of this shindig and who also happened to be his best friend, James Potter. As much teasing as he gave James for scoring the head boy spot, it did have its benefits.
That doesn’t necessarily mean, of course, that Sirius didn’t like to sleep, or he didn’t welcome it when it came. That wasn’t true at all. No, he rather liked to be refreshed; sometimes he could even be so much for himself to handle. That way, he was given more fuel to run off of nonstop for another few days. Sometimes, that sleep may be the consequence of a few too many firewhiskeys or getting slammed in the head with something, but those are of very few ways to get him to hold still. Of course, Sirius was no stranger to beds; one could say he just preferred to have company when he slept. Rarely was he disappointed in this regard. Virtually every time he attended a party of some sort, he did not leave alone. Again, last night was the perfect example of this; escorted by the familiar company of Dominica Spinnet, Sirius ended up in Ravenclaw Tower for whatever remained in the night.
That “whatever remained,” turned out to be not much, as he too soon found himself being prodded from his slumber by his bedmate. Immediately his hands groggily reached for his own head, even before his mind was functional enough to register pain. The morning light – much too cheerful for his own liking – did not help in this regard, as he kept his eyelids squeezed shut for just about as long as he could muster before finally accepting the fact that he was awake and had to face the day. Besides, Dominica sounded like she had to say something to him, so he might as well be a good sport and listen. “Hey what?” he questioned as he pushed himself into a semi-upright position, blearing at her through newly-opened eyelids. Truthfully, opening his eyes made so little a difference because of the mass of black hair that overtook his face. A quick glance around the dormitory showed him that there was really nothing of urgency to wake him about. “What’s going on?” he said, his eyes fixing on hers.
tempted by your tainted love; I sure do like the way you come inside my crystal ball. [/i] NOTES:: I am excited xD TAGGED:: dominica! CREDIT::: IMAGES - Persuasion @ Caution. Lyrics, Next 2 You - Buckcherry// Template MEGNGARNETT @ Caution.
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Post by mina on Jan 10, 2013 8:29:51 GMT -5
I'M THINKING MAYBE I CAN'T HAVE RELATIONSHIPS She reconsidered and sat up a little bit, adjusting her pillow so that it was propped up against the headboard and so she could lean her back against it comfortably. Without a shirt on, she pulled her navy sheets up with her in order to retain some decency, though if she was sure that there was no one else in the common room, she probably wouldn’t have cared. With that side thought in her head, she glanced around. The rest of her dorm mates were out cold, also passed out from a long night (Fridays were always the most fun for Ravenclaws, for some reason, it just worked that way).
Turning back to Sirius, she saw that he was showing signs of life. “Oh good, so you’re not dead,” she said in mock relief, rolling her eyes quickly to herself. “Hey what?” she repeated, in a mocking voice, looking down at Sirius and wrinkling her nose slightly. There was something about mornings with him that was repulsive. It wasn’t that he wasn’t attractive- no, she was quite sure he was one of the most attractive guys in the school, that wasn’t the problem. He didn’t have any defective physical features, he didn’t smell, he didn’t do weird stuff in bed (that she didn’t like anyways). No, the thing she was so repulsed by was actually talking to him in the morning. It was one thing to fuck ceaselessly all night, it was completely another to have to actually interact in the morning. She really did think he was a bonehead, he and those other Gryffindor kids like Potter and Lupin- nah, Lupin was alright.
“Nothing. It’s early. I’m bored.” Why, if she was so heart set on not having any sort of relationship with Sirius other than violating each other in the depths of the night to settle her teenage libido, was she engaging him in conversation? Well, it’s true, she was bored. It was pretty early, she gathered, and she wasn’t about to fall asleep any time soon. Once up, she was up. “Last night was fun,” she started, engaging him in conversation whether he liked it or not, completely disregarding any signs that showed he wanted to keep sleeping. “I was really impressed with the new maneuver. What slut did you pick that up from, huh?” She spoke in a cheeky, fake high-pitched voice, obviously making fun of him for his reputation with girls. Anyone else, she probably should have been worried that they got mad. But, for one, Dominica didn’t really care to think about other people’s reactions to her words- she just talked. For another, it was Sirius. Pfft.
TAGS: Sirius WORDS: 443 NOTES: I love them, and I love RPing Dominica. BECAUSE LATELY THEY'RE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE template by eliza @ shadowplay
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Post by siriusblack on Jan 10, 2013 16:27:07 GMT -5
I ' v e ~ g o t ~ t o ~ h a v e ~ i tIT’S ANOTHER BAD HABIT. [/font] And I hope I’m not here too late[/center] I’ve been trying all night long; I put up with your favorite songs all night
Sirius shook his head slightly, partly to wake himself up, and partly to get the hair out of his eyes, and neither of which worked. Despite his natural tendency to avoid sleep, he didn’t like being woken up either when sleep finally did find him. What was even worse was waking up with a hangover, which he almost always did, such as this morning. Anyone who went as hard as he did knew exactly that horrible feeling upon waking up. He had not even a guess at what time it was, had no idea if he had classes; all that really registered was how much he did not want to be awake at this moment. He looked sideways at Dominica through blurry and slightly irritated brown eyes that clearly reflected his distaste for hearing her voice at this hour. “No shit it’s early,” he grumbled in a voice which would be surprising to anyone who knew that they’d given each other all of their passion just hours before.
Dominica was not unlike most girls to Sirius. He enjoyed her company for a very specific reason and a very brief time; other than that, he couldn’t say he wanted anything to do with her. Some other girls he hooked up with he actually enjoyed talking with – he wouldn’t seek out a relationship, of course, but he didn’t mind having their friendship along with their bodies. Dominica, though… they just had nothing in common. Well, he didn’t know if they had anything in common, because they never really talked. They never needed to. But he assumed they had nothing in common, considering the attitude he received each morning after. This was not a new thing for him – this was a routine they’d settled into long ago. Some might question why they put themselves through it if they didn’t particularly show friendly feelings to each other, but in Sirius’s mind it made sense.
As she mentioned that last night was fun, Sirius thought back to it and flashes of memories appeared in his mind. All things considered, it was clear that Sirius had a good time, seeing as he couldn’t remember half of it, and that he woke up with a pounding head and a pretty girl by his side. “It was,” he said slowly, a little unaware of what to say next. Sirius had no problems with conversation, but right now his motivation to speak and carry on a conversation was at zero. “Of course it was. You were with me.” Often times it was difficult to decipher whether Sirius’s arrogance was forced or natural. It could be hard to believe that it was natural, but if you knew Sirius Black well, it wasn’t. “Who says I picked it up from anybody?” he continued, no noticeable ego injury from her jab at his reputation. It’s not like it wasn’t anything he hadn’t heard before. "I'd be careful suggest the girls I get with are sluts," he said almost warningly, in a tone not too accusatory, but also one that he wasn't sure she would appreciate.
tempted by your tainted love; I sure do like the way you come inside my crystal ball. [/i] NOTES:: I am excited xD TAGGED:: dominica! CREDIT::: IMAGES - Persuasion @ Caution. Lyrics, Next 2 You - Buckcherry// Template MEGNGARNETT @ Caution.
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Post by mina on Jan 12, 2013 10:49:08 GMT -5
I'M THINKING MAYBE I CAN'T HAVE RELATIONSHIPS She snorted slightly at his predictable response. Leave it to Sirius Black to own fun up to his mere presence. Unfortunately, as much as she hated how inflated his ego was, she could hardly think of a night she spent with Sirius that wasn’t fun. He was sensational in bed. However, the only nights she spent with him were spent having mind-blowing sex. They didn’t exactly participate in any other activities. So far, their conversation hadn’t exactly been as mind-blowing, so the hypothesis that fun came wherever Sirius Black went was being pushed pretty hard.
Dominica raised her eyebrows slightly, not really prepared to answer his question. She wasn’t exactly a sexual connoisseur like the person next to her. Everything she’d learned, she’d learned from experience and instinct. She wasn’t exactly the most creative person in bed; her enthusiasm for most things burnt out around her thirteenth birthday. Trauma didn’t exactly do wonders for your libido. Honestly (and she would never admit it to him), she’d learned most things from sleeping with Sirius so often. Sure, she had her other dalliances, but connection wasn’t something she did well. “Excuse me, I forgot that you’re the sexual messiah,” she said, rolling her eyes. ”Come to bless us with your teachings…” she added in a slight mutter, pulling the sheets up a little bit and turning to flop over on her side, facing him.
She sat back up almost immediately at his next comment though. Her lips were pressed together in a thin line, and her eyes were glaring slits directed at him. Her reaction was fleeting, however. Very quickly, she told herself not to let this bonehead from Gryffindor bother her or infer that she was a slut (which she very well might be, who’s to say what makes a slut?). “I sleep with you too often for me to be slutty,” she said dismissively, curling back up against the pillow, and then stretching her arms over her head, squeezing her eyes shut as she did. “And I haven’t slept with half of Gryffindor house,” she said, biting back unforgivingly, opening her eyes back to smile back up at him, almost condescendingly.
TAGS: Sirius WORDS: 361 NOTES: Wow, she’s actually like…a bitch. Haha, it might be too early for both of them, I think she’s just irritable. She doesn’t actually mean THAT bad. xD BECAUSE LATELY THEY'RE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE template by eliza @ shadowplay
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Post by siriusblack on Jan 13, 2013 23:37:54 GMT -5
I ' v e ~ g o t ~ t o ~ h a v e ~ i tIT’S ANOTHER BAD HABIT. [/font] And I hope I’m not here too late[/center] I’ve been trying all night long; I put up with your favorite songs all night
Now that he was starting to wake up, Sirius felt the boredom starting to settle in. He did not do well sitting in one place for too long; sometimes he even suggested that that was the reason he stayed away from sleep in general. Just minutes after waking up, bitter and irritated to have his rare sleeping time interrupted, his energy began to pile up at an extraordinary rate. Basically, the kid was a nightmare to keep still, even though the solution was rather simple; he needed something with which to entertain himself. And aside from the rendezvous the previous night, Dominica was not providing him with much entertainment. He wasn’t exactly sure of what to do about it, either; their friendship was virtually nonexistent. She didn’t seem to be in much of an entertaining mood, either, but she, too, had said how bored she was, so they seemed to be in the same boat.
“Wow,” Sirius said as Dominica fed him a sarcastic response and watched as she sunk back into the sheets, facing him. “You are not a morning person, are you?” With everything that Sirius had to offer, he certainly did not come with a filter. Whereas some people would live by the motto, ‘if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all,’ he likely has never heard that phrase before. However, his ego tended to compensate for his lack of filter of the words that came out of his mouth. Her sarcasm, like a lot of things, went in one ear and out the other. It was easy for him to not let anything get to him, to really affect him, apart from a little annoyance at times. “It’s a hard thing to forget, sweetie. Especially with that reminder I gave you last night.”
Sirius recognized that he had toed the line; he’d been there a million times to go and he wasn’t even halfway done, but he kept his gaze bearing into her venomous, narrow one as he raised his hands slightly off the mattress in defense. “I’m not accusing,” he said, though his tone of voice hinted that he could easily start accusing any minute. Truthfully he did not know enough about Dominica’s life to call her out on sleeping around. She certainly did sleep with him a lot, if that counted for anything. Of course, that had never stopped him before. It’s already established that he has no filter. “You don’t have to. You have me. Who else could you possibly need?” Sirius asked, matching her smile with a cheerful yet arrogant one of his own.
tempted by your tainted love; I sure do like the way you come inside my crystal ball. [/i] NOTES:: That’s okay. He’s tough, he can handle it xD He’ll try to bring a bit more cheerful atmosphere TAGGED:: dominica! CREDIT::: IMAGES - Persuasion @ Caution. Lyrics, Next 2 You - Buckcherry// Template MEGNGARNETT @ Caution.
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Post by mina on Jan 18, 2013 15:11:48 GMT -5
I'M THINKING MAYBE I CAN'T HAVE RELATIONSHIPS “Are you?” she shot back, with less bite then she’d been speaking with previously, honestly posing the question to him, stifling any laughter with a small smirk. He didn’t seem to enjoy being awake any more than she did, yet here they both were, lying next to each other in bed, each slightly hungover and perhaps slightly sore in unseemly places from a late night of romping. Dominica resisted the urge of rolling her eyes, only to herself. She would ask herself how she always ended up in this position, naked next to Sirius Black, but she was too honest with herself to delude herself into thinking that she didn’t know the answer. She loved the sex, he made her feel much less lonely, and perhaps she had some affection for the bloke himself. No, not like that. Definitely not like that. But he wasn’t as bad as she always made him out to be.
With her wandering to the part of her brain that wasn’t completely consumed with hating Sirius Black, Mina couldn’t help but smile slightly, exhaling a bit of a smirk. She turned onto her back, her torso grazing his. It was funny, how being completely naked and vulnerable next to him didn’t faze her at all. She didn’t pay the intimacy much mind; there was a difference between being naked with Sirius Black and being intimate with him. She wouldn’t necessarily describe what they had as intimate. It was…a different brand of that sort of thing. “Last night was…” she paused, trying to find an honest word that wouldn’t inflate his already ballooned ego. Unable to find a suitable one, she looked up irritably, but smiled out, “…brilliant.” She couldn’t keep up her annoyance very long though, and looked over with a crooked half-smile, only holding his gaze for a moment before shutting her eyes and putting her arms up over her head in a stretch, the blanket over her chest inching a revealing distance downwards on accident. She didn’t correct the sheet now by her waist, instead cracking on eye open just slightly enough to see whatever expression Sirius might have on his face, only for her enjoyment.
With his snarky comment, she opened her eyes and punched him in the arm, jokingly, but still with a fair amount of force. “Watch it,” she said, softening up a bit, the more minutes she was spending awake already aiding her mood. “Maybe someday I’ll get bored of you, and then what will you do?” She couldn’t help but laugh a little bit, something resembling a giggle, even though giggling was the last thing that Dominica ever did. She rolled off of her back, straddling him happily underneath the sheets, taking each of his wrists in her hands, pinning them on either side of his head. “Go back to shagging virginal, fifth year Hufflepuffs?” She grinned devilishly, and quickly imitated what she could only imagine a virginal fifth year Hufflepuff might sound like. “Oh….oh Sirius,” she moaned in a high-pitched, girlish voice, dragging out his name as much as she could without breaking her character with laughter. “I never thought my first time would be like this!” Her voice could barely go higher, and she moaned out a few more high-pitched squeals, tossing her head and mane of dirty blonde hair backwards to add to the effect. She snapped her head back towards him quickly, her façade dropped immediately. “We both know that you love shagging me,” she cooed in his ear, leaning down slightly to let her lips graze at his earlobe.
She wasn’t exactly sure why she was teasing him this early in the morning. Probably because it was just too much fun for her to do so; her stubborn confidence had its perks.
TAGS: Sirius WORDS: 629 NOTES: I. Love. Them. BECAUSE LATELY THEY'RE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE template by eliza @ shadowplay
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Post by siriusblack on Jan 26, 2013 15:23:50 GMT -5
I ' v e ~ g o t ~ t o ~ h a v e ~ i tIT’S ANOTHER BAD HABIT. [/font] And I hope I’m not here too late[/center] I’ve been trying all night long; I put up with your favorite songs all night
For a moment, Sirius thought that he’d missed over the venom and sarcasm in her response – something he could usually pick up on because 1.) he was so used to both hearing and delivering sarcasm that it was easy to recognize and 2.) Dominica generally made it pretty obvious. For this he had to conclude that her question had been genuine; perhaps slightly snappy but not nearly at its usual level. In that case, it was probably best he answered. “Sweetheart, I usually don’t see daylight before noon,” Sirius said, though once again careful to avoid an accusatory tone to keep things civil. He didn’t mind being awake anymore; it was just that she was not exactly the first person he’d want to see in the morning. There was a price to having so much fun in the night, and though Dominica was a great girl to keep coming back to for the sex, she wasn’t the type he’d hang out with for any other occasion, or the type he’d immediately forgive for waking him up for no reason. “So no, I guess not.”
As Dominica paused in the middle of a sentence, searching for word to describe last night, Sirius raised his eyebrows at her with a hint of a smirk on his lips, as if he knew how she would finish the sentence. He was not disappointed, as she finally got out the compliment. He did not immediately respond, however, with some egotistical comment that would be typical of Sirius. He kept his eyes on her as she glanced in his direction and smiled slightly, with thoughtful eyes like a curious puppy. The smirk widened slightly as her blanket dipped down slightly in a stretch, but he still refrained from commenting for the time being. For that brief moment where bitterness and irritation was nowhere to be found in Dominica’s expression, Sirius thought perhaps her good looks were sometimes understated or disregarded because of her personality. She wasn’t a stunner, but she was attractive at least, but it didn’t appear that she let people in without a fight. Like he’d said before: he liked her company in the night, but he wouldn’t want to go hang out with her as friends the next day. He didn’t think that attitude was especially reserved to him, either. “You should smile more often,” he said finally. “You wear it well.”
“Oh, whatever would I do?” Sirius rolled his eyes, speaking with great sarcastic dramatization, but his eyes not irritated, but alight with playful amusement. “There are only legions of women that would be willing to comfort me in your absence.” That being said, he made no objections as she straddled him and seized his wrists, giving a slight laugh when she tried to imitate a “virginal fifth year Hufflepuff.” He slipped his fingers between hers and pushed her off of him, so that they were both on their sides, facing each other. Releasing his grip of her hands, he gently ran his fingers down her side coming to rest on her waist. “Oh, you think so, do you?” Sirius questioned teasingly, though she was right in a way. “Because to me,” he said in a softer voice as he pulled her closer, within inches, to himself. “You’re the one that sounds a little jealous,” he finished, prodding her pointedly in the center of her chest upon the word ‘you’re.’ “Understandable, Spinnet, but you’re going to have to learn to share.”
tempted by your tainted love; I sure do like the way you come inside my crystal ball. [/i] NOTES:: Ugh this took forever to get out TAGGED:: dominica! CREDIT::: IMAGES - Persuasion @ Caution. Lyrics, Next 2 You - Buckcherry// Template MEGNGARNETT @ Caution.
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