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do the helen kellar, and talk with your hips [FLASHBACK//Alec::Vivi, closed]

Post  Guest on Mon Jun 08, 2009 7:12 pm

Vivalia da Vici always, always got what she wanted. Except for Alec. If there was such a thing as an obsession, she had had it since the tender age of eleven, when the boy passed by her and sucked all of the air from her lungs. She pined like a little girl would, pined, schemed, and waited. The party had been perfect. Newly 14, newly inducted into the society of the older, cooler, wiser kids -where she'd always belonged, duh. It had only been a matter of birthdays, and everyone knew it. If they didn't, they should have. Vivi was money, beauty, foreign and fabulous. Oh, the scandals that would erupt if she wasn't treated appropriately! It was in the best interest of the populace that she had ended up at the party in Othello's common room, been provided alcohol and flirtation. And then, there was Alec. Perhaps it was her recent birthday, her usual egotistical manner, or, more simply, alcohol...but she was feeling brave. She had pushed off the boy breathing hot, sticky butter beer on her neck in clouds of noxious gas and fluffed her hair to cover the scent if it dared to linger, auburn curls flowing generously over her shoulders well past her newly full breasts. Vivi had finished her bottle in one final swig before crossing the room in a deliberate path, smoky green eyes burning a sultry line to the object of her curiosity, desire, and obsession for the past three, nearly four, years.

And now they were here. Vivalia didn't know where they were going until her back hit a door, Alec's hand fumbling with the knob for a moment before he had shoved it open, both of them nearly toppling to the floor. She lifted her mouth from his for a second to giggle in nervous excitment, the air tingling with a mess of lust, humidity, perfume, and sweat. Long, lean legs were wrapped precariously around his waist, skinny jeans a fortunate choice (had she been wearing a skirt, it would have come off at the party, by Merlin). Her hands found his hair, the base of his neck, and she slipped her fingers through it as a soft moan of enchantment escaped her lips. "Lock the door." It was a husky whisper into his ear. She giggled again and nibbled at the soft flesh, alcohol heavy on her breath as it met his equally thick exhalation, her lush Italian lips (thank you, Mrs. da Vici!) pressing hard and happily against his in eager need. She didn't even know what she needed. Vivi was acting on pure instinct, tingles coursing through her body and pooling heavily below her hips, on the rise of her chest. Vivi wanted him to be everywhere, right now. Her feet found the ground and she slid her tiny body down to stand shakily on it's own long enough to remove his shirt and save him the trouble, her lips trailing a hot mess of kisses down to his hips and back up to his neck. She managed a pause, just long enough to look into his eyes and toss wild red curls over her shoulders, feel lucky, and reach up to fiddle playfully with the buttons on her shirt, as though daring him to have at it.

"I'm Vivi." Smiling, biting her lip, and lowering her lashes, she pulled the top loop free and couldn't help but grin sexily, reaching up to tug at a curl. "You want to see more?" In her drunkenness, she slurred just slightly, but didn't notice. She didn't notice the flush of desire, the flutter in her stomach, or the way bumps rose on her skin when his eyes raked over her. All she noticed was Alec, and the fact that they were alone, in his room, and that she was getting exactly what she had wanted. Duh.

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Post  Alec Edwards on Wed Jun 24, 2009 7:18 pm

Alec Edwards shouldn’t be allowed to drink. Well, technically, he wasn’t supposed to drink. He was only 15, and legal drinking age on Amorcya Island was 18. Alec didn’t particularly care about the rules; he always blatantly ignored them, anyway. And besides, everybody was doing it. No, not sex. Well, they were doing that, too, but not at this particular moment. Or maybe they were, Alec didn’t really know what was going on upstairs in the dorms. But at the moment, people (including a mass amount of underage people) were drinking. Consuming large amounts of alcohol, grinding up against each other in time with the music, just plain old making out with randoms. What was a party without people hooking up with people they wouldn’t normally hook up if they were sober? Alec himself had hooked up with a few randoms tonight, but now he was just happily standing by the wall with Kyle, Jared and Jake, observing the large orgy-looking party. Alec was all for parties and booze, but usually he didn’t drink as much as he had tonight. At the moment he was just taking whatever bottle Jake threw at him. Obviously Jake was just trying to get him drunk for whatever gay reason.

As Alec took a sip of his firewhiskey (he could only tell it was firewhiskey because of the burning sensation he got in his throat with every mouthful), he allowed himself to look around the Othello common rooms. He really didn’t know why there was a party going on. Nothing interesting had happened recently. They hadn’t won anything, because, well… they didn’t play Quidditch at Oasis Hill Academy, so therefore they couldn’t have won a Quidditch match. Alec supposed they could be celebrating the fact that Voldemort hadn’t found the school yet. That was reason to celebrate, right? Well, no. He hadn’t found the school for over 10 years, now, so this was nothing new. Alec shrugged it off. Apparently the seventh year Othello students just liked to have an excuse to drink booze and party. As Alec looked around the common room, his eyes fell upon a few familiar faces. Gabrielle and Michelle Amorcya, of course they were there. Gabrielle was flirting shamelessly with some guy who was obviously too old for her, and Michelle was sitting beside her looking like she’d rather be somewhere else. And beside Michelle was… Danielle Hale. Alec was pretty sure he loved that girl. Or at least, he wanted to get into her pants. He hadn’t met a guy yet who hadn’t wanted to get into Danielle’s pants. Alec tore his gaze away from Danielle and looked around the common room again. Something red caught his eye, and he turned to look at whatever it was. ‘It’ was apparently a girl, coming towards him from the other side of the common room.

And now they were here. Alec didn’t really remember much of what had happened between the common room and here. All he knew was what was going on right now. And what was going on right now was a lot of heavy kissing and stumbling around trying to find a door. With the redhead’s back pressed against said door, Alec fumbled around for the doorknob and shoved it open, the two of them nearly toppling onto the ground. The girl lifted her mouth away from his to emit a nervous giggle. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her hands at the base of his neck. “Lock the door.” Alec complied willing, flicking the lock as the girl slid her body down to stand on her own. Alec would have preferred that she didn’t, but to each their own, right? She removed his shirt, trailed kisses down to his hips and back again. And then she was fiddling with the buttons on her own shirt. “I’m Vivi. You want to see more?” Ah, so her name was Vivi. And she was inviting him to see more. Well, no male in their right mind would pass that up.

“Alec”, he responded. In a few short steps, he was standing in front of Vivi. With a short nod, he all but ripped her shirt off, gathered her into his arms to resume the kissing as he stumbled towards what he hoped was a bed. He would take the floor, though, if he couldn’t find a bed. He felt his feet hit something, and then he and Vivi were on the bed, Alec on top of the girl, trailing kisses from her neck to her chest while his hand found the button on her jeans.

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Post  Guest on Mon Jul 13, 2009 1:09 pm

Vivalia was not totally inexperienced. She had made out with plenty of boys, the first of which at a meager age 12. She’d seen them naked. She’d played naughty games and flirted shamelessly, even revealed some of her own skin for their pleasure. This, however, was instantly more than anything she’d done before simply because of how badly she wanted it. All of those other past escapades paled in comparison because they were experiments, a bit of fun that she could have cared less about. But this…this was Alec Edwards! Since laying eyes on him at the tender age of 11 she had been in some kind of sweet, childish love with him –except now it wasn’t love, just aching, biting need to be near him, see him smile at her. He was everything her mother had taught her to want –sexy, daring, cool…minus that werewolf bit, but damned if Vivi even cared –that, in her opinion, just made him even more of a fine, fine badass guy. She felt like she was in an amazing, electric dream –he popped the buttons off of her shirt and peeled the rest of it off as easy as she imagined he would and they tumbled, hands and mouths and moans, onto his bed.
Her breath caught as he landed on top of her, his comfortable weight and the heat of his core contrasting starkly with the cold sheets she had been tossed upon. The alcohol on his breath went unnoticed as she, too, tasted of it –instead, all she felt was the warmth and depth of his kisses, and the insane skill in which he delivered each one. When his mouth left hers to trail down her chest, her stomach, his deft fingers daring the top button of her jeans, Vivi couldn’t help but whimper in utter anticipation, her eyes fluttering shut and caramel crimson lashes falling over flushed cheeks. Her breath game in short gasps and she arched her spine, the teasing trail of his mouth leaving a burning line of utter pleasure on her skin. This was really happening. She was finally getting what she wanted. Vivalia let her hands fist in his hair and she didn’t stifle the moan that escaped her lips, full and brilliant pink with their pretty heavy snogging. The moan was quickly followed by an excited giggle, and as her jeans snapped open and unzipped under his fingers, she sighed happily. “So very nice to meet you, Alec.” Her brilliant green eyes glistened with mischief and she scooted back on the bed, pulling him with her and planting a slow, soft kiss on his mouth while a hand slid playfully down his beautiful (as in hot daaayyumm) body and find the clasp of his pants. Her next words were murmured through a sly smile into his mouth. “My turn.”

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