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Oct 7, 2022 14:43:13 GMT -7
Post by malcolm calan clark on Oct 7, 2022 14:43:13 GMT -7
Mal matched the dark gaze Yas shot at him as she agreed to be his muse if he returned the favor. ”I promise.” he agreed solemnly, knowing that this was one of the few times he made a promise he actually wanted to keep. There was something about vibing with someone who understood passion for their craft. It has been years since they saw each other but their relationship wasn’t only transactional to him, unlike most. Even when they were careless teenagers, Yas always had a way of burrowing into the depths of his soul, finding the soft center reserved for a select few. Her presence had always been effortless and carefree. Maybe it was a “Libra thing”, but he’d quickly disagree, since he believed horoscopes were complete bullshit.
As Mal attempted to catch her lips with his, she pulled away to trail her lips to his neck. His eyes closed, melting to her touch, hands falling to her hips as she kissed his neck. After a couple of short moments, Yas announced that ten minutes was up. A hint of disappointment nipped at his gut from the lack of intimacy as she stood up from his lap. Slowly, he stood up and adjusted the growing desire in his pants.
The “or not” caused him to smile smugly, hazel eyes boring into hers, biting his lip. They exchanged information before bidding temporary farewell. “Sounds like a plan. See ya later.” he smiled as she turned on her heel to finish her shift. After a couple of moments he descended the stairs so things wouldn’t look so suspicious.
Mal apparated back to his flat in Hogsmeade to clean himself up and prepare for the promising night ahead..
YASMIN ZARA EL FAYED
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YASMIN ZARA EL FAYED
HOGWARTS ALUM HOUNDS AND HARRIER'S BARTENDER HOUNDS LOUNGE MANAGER STARVING ARTIST
82 posts
played by ana
ripped at every edge but still a masterpiece
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Oct 8, 2022 3:45:41 GMT -7
Post by YASMIN ZARA EL FAYED on Oct 8, 2022 3:45:41 GMT -7
The remainder of Yas' shift passed quickly, what with the crowd of young witches and wizards keen to check out Harry Potter's new location. She considered admitting to Harry about her distraction - Mal did tend to get her in trouble - but thought it would be best to keep it to herself. If questioned, Yas would be honest. Harry could trust her. Even as she checked in on each of the bartenders, all signed on to finish around 2am, there was a flush of excitement brimming under her skin. Before she knew it, her watch chimed midnight and she was free. Yas bid farewell to her colleagues, wishing them a restful next day (Harry never scheduled lates to work the next day, a relief) and retreated to the office to finish off last bits and bobs.
Within five minutes, Yas had apparated back to the flat she shared with her sister in the heart of Chelsea. Their parents had bought the place when Yara had been accepted into Imperial, and Yas was all too happy to share. She managed a quick shower and ran her fingers through her dark hair to liven it up before there was a knock on her door. "Just a mo," said Yas, pulling on a silken slip and dashing to greet Mal. "Long time, no see," she greeted, stifling a grin. "Hope you didn't miss me too much?" she added, quirking a brow. She stepped back to allow Mal to enter, not taking her eyes off his towering frame in her doorway.
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Oct 10, 2022 17:58:22 GMT -7
Post by malcolm calan clark on Oct 10, 2022 17:58:22 GMT -7
With a crack in the dark night, Malcolm appeared in an alley way of the upscale West London neighborhood of Chelsea. After he departed from Yas while she finished her shift at the pub, she left him in an eerily good mood after a long day of work. Running into her while wandering the streets of London was out of pure luck. And boy did he knew he was going to get lucky from a proper booty call tonight. The door opened a brief moment after he heard Yas’ voice on the other side. His eyes flickered with admiration to take in the silk gown draped on her form, offering a cat whistle of approval, refraining from grabby hands. Mal ducked into the door way as she welcomed him in, stating she hoped he didn’t miss her much. ”Mmmaybe just a wee bit.” he easily played along. The corners of his lips curled into a smile as a hand pulled her in for an embrace, enjoying the buttery fabric of her gown against his finger tips. A curious silence took over him as his eyes took in the living space, deciding it was decorated in a very “grown up” Yas-like fashion. He fell silent as he familiarized himself with a new location, something he wasn’t aware he did, probably due to his profession of work. ”Nice place..” he complimented, meeting her smoldering gaze. ”Now this is lovely but would be much better on the floor.” Malcolm commented with a smirk, a finger playfully playing at her strap. YASMIN ZARA EL FAYED
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YASMIN ZARA EL FAYED
HOGWARTS ALUM HOUNDS AND HARRIER'S BARTENDER HOUNDS LOUNGE MANAGER STARVING ARTIST
82 posts
played by ana
ripped at every edge but still a masterpiece
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Oct 11, 2022 12:05:47 GMT -7
Post by YASMIN ZARA EL FAYED on Oct 11, 2022 12:05:47 GMT -7
There was a glint of victory in Mal's eyes as Yas pulled open the front door to greet him. And the way his tall frame looked in her doorway... well, Yas was very glad that Yara was not home tonight. Her sister would very likely call her out for being haram, allowing the iblis into their home. But Yas had absolutely no intention of telling Yara, or correcting the fact that the Iblis had entered her heart, and left it in pieces. Emrys was much more suitable as a demon than Mal, despite Mal's rather unsavoury habits.
Yas watched carefully as Mal surveyed the front corridor, closing the door as he stepped deeper into her home. Her gaze burned into him, her patience waning by the second. "Thanks," said Yas with a slight upturn of her lips. She'd taken on the decoration of the flat mostly, with Yara so busy with her school work. But Yas was the creative one after all. Mal swooped towards her, closing in so there was barely an inch of space between them. Yas' breath caught in her throat, her lips parting as Mal played with the strap of her slip. Arousal pooled in her belly, warming her. "Like this?" asked Yas, slowly dragging the straps down before letting the buttery satin pool around her legs, leaving herself completely bare to him.
Taking Mal's hand, and wearing a confident smirk that suited her delicate features, Yas led Mal through the flat to her own room. She dropped his hand and turned away from him once the door snicked shut behind them, stretching out on the luxurious white duvet. "Is this more to your liking?" she mused, peeking up at Mal from under her lashes.
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Oct 27, 2022 17:59:28 GMT -7
Post by malcolm calan clark on Oct 27, 2022 17:59:28 GMT -7
The eye contact between them was electric. They didn't have to use any words to convey what they both wanted. Mals body went hot, a shiver of pleasure travelled up his spine as she lead him to her dimly lit bedroom, closing the door behind them. A smile slowly curled at the corners of his mouth she displayed herself on the bed like a renaissance painting. His groin filled with urgent desire, eyes drinking in her naked form.
Nodding at her question, ”Magnificent.” he stated, ”Your body is an exquisite piece of art.” Mal purred, falling into her to kiss her neck before nicking his teeth lightly against her skin. Enveloping himself in her familiar scent that caused his senses to go into hyperdrive.
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YASMIN ZARA EL FAYED
HOGWARTS ALUM HOUNDS AND HARRIER'S BARTENDER HOUNDS LOUNGE MANAGER STARVING ARTIST
82 posts
played by ana
ripped at every edge but still a masterpiece
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Oct 28, 2022 14:06:07 GMT -7
Post by YASMIN ZARA EL FAYED on Oct 28, 2022 14:06:07 GMT -7
With a sigh of contentment, Yas and Mal resumed their familiar song, a dance of two familiarities, winding around one another only to be ships passing in the night once more.
End thread.
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