Need a muse? [Daryl]

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@jill16

The first years were being annoying again. They always were though, so it wasn't a surprise. Usually she had more patience for them, but not today. One of them had let their cat get into the seventh year girls dorm, and let it shed all over her bed. Ugh! Ondina was not an animal fan. Never had been. They made it hard to breath and periodically caused asthma attacks. So, after having to request the house elves go and thoroughly clean the room she headed out to find a good distraction from her frustration.

She was on the fourth floor when she found one.

Ondina spotted Daryl in a class room by himself, an easel in front of him. "Need a model?" she asked as she entered the room and flashed him a smile. Moving to his side she tilted her head to look at the painting he was working on. She always seemed to forget that he wasn't just talented in kissing or in bed, but also art.

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Ondina Nell Weasley
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With an easel set in front of him, and a large canvas, Daryl was sitting on a stool with a tray of watercolor paints and a few different types of paintbrushes. This quiet empty classroom was the perfect place to paint the best image possible. He was sitting in front of a window, giving him decent amount of light and area to do what he needed. A small bird perched on the windowsill, and Daryl took that as a great hint and began, the brushes bristles against the canvas.

An eyebrow rose at a voice, a familiar voice that he hadn't heard in only a couple of days. Daryl smirked, but continued to paint. Ondina ended up standing next to him, and out of the corner of his eye he could see her studying his work. Daryl was never secretive of his talent, but he made it known that he was good. Especially being in the art club, and the fact that his father was also fairly talented in the art subject. "A model? I suppose I could paint you..." As soon as Daryl finished that sentence, a different, more amusing thought came to mind.

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@jill16

It really was a pretty painting Daryl was working on, even someone as illiterate in art as herself could see that. But just because she didn't know anything about art didn't mean she couldn't appreciate it. And the artist, but that was for vastly different reasons. She tilted her head as she stared at it for a few more moments, but smirked at his answer. He didn't even look at her, just kept on painting, his focus not breaking. "Do you paint people?" She asked curiously. Currently he was painting a bird, which made her wonder if that was what he normally painted, or just what he was working on at the moment.

Moving to the window, she peered outside to take in the grounds stories below them. After a moment, she turned around and leaned against it. "I'm not a fan of brushes though. but I'm not opposed to finger painting." She finally added in her usual confident and seductive voice.

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Ondina Nell Weasley
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Her question wasn't too surprising. Many people asked Daryl about his paintings and what he enjoyed painting, what his favorite thing to paint was, if he couldn't paint a certain thing, etc. His father had been more a fan of comic books, which required much more from colored pencils and charcoal than it did paint. "I have painted people, yes. But I'd much more prefer to draw them with charcoal then to paint them." Daryl wouldn't mind drawing her if she so pleased. It would be much more fun to study her that way.

Daryl continued his painting of the bird as she went over to the window and leaned up against it. Her comment made him look from the canvas to directly behind it, where Ondina was. He rose an eyebrow, a small smile gracing his face. "Is that so, Ms. Weasley?"

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@jill16

Draw them with charcoal? Well, apparently there was more to art then she'd expected. She hadn't even thought he'd have a preference of what he used to create his art. "Why's that?" She asked with that same curiosity from before. Ondina really wasn't that into art, but it'd make for a semi decent conversation.

Ah, he finally looked away from his bird to look at her. She smirked, and then shrugged. "Is that surprising?" She retorted, pausing momentarily. "Considering your track record, shouldn't you prefer to use your hands?" She continued, teasing and hinting at just how many people he'd been with previously, herself included. Hm. Maybe that was the sort of distraction she needed. Or at the very least at least some amazing snogging. Nothing better to get your mind off of annoying first years. "So, Mr. Thomas. Just what have you been up to since I last saw you?" She threw that same formality he was using back at him, making sure to emphasis his last name.

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Ondina Nell Weasley
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It was nice to have someone actually be interested in his art and question why he does some of the things he does. At home that was the norm with his parents and sister, but at school, many people just left him be while he was painting or drawing. Daryl didn't mind the attention not being on him, but when it was it felt good at the same time. "It's much easier to do shading with charcoal. You can easily do the light and dark spots, and there's more detail you can add then if you just used paint."

Daryl chuckled and went back to his painting. Ondina was incredibly captivating, and he knew he'd be all over her...soon. But his bird was not finished. And maybe that sounded silly or seemed like his priorities weren't in order but Daryl always finished his art, always. Ondina would just have to wait, and Daryl would enjoy the teasing it took to make her to do. "Hands are great and all but...sometimes toys are more fun." Daryl winked at her. Her tone of voice as she called him Mr. Thomas made him raise a brow, although his eyes were not on her. "Wouldn't you love to know."

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@jill16

Shading. Lights. Darks. Basically everything he'd said was over Ondina's head, way above her understanding of art. The detailed part she got though. That one made sense. "I wouldn't have thought of that." She answered honestly with a shrug before turning to peer out the window once more. "Can you do landscapes?" She asked. She knew he could do birds, and people according to him, but what about scenery? For some reason she just wanted to know, for no particular reason.

Ondina brushed her hair over one shoulder, absent mindedly running her fingers though the ends as she stared out the window and waited for him to finish. He wasn't in any rush, so she could be patient for a little while. After all, she was the one that found him. They hadn't been planning on meeting, so she couldn't expect him to just drop everything. His comment was what got her to look back at him, an eyebrow raised and her head tilting as she took in his words and saw that wink. "You sound like you've tried a few of them." She observed. That didn't bother her at all. Considering how many people he'd been with, it wasn't a surprise. In fact, as much as she hated to admit it, he was vastly more experienced in all this then her. She was just confident enough to not let her inexperience stop her. His last answer though made both her eyebrows raise, and then a wicked smirk touched her lips. "Nothing you're ashamed of sharing with me, I hope?"

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Ondina Nell Weasley
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Ondina seemed to be genuinely interested, and Daryl enjoyed it. "I can do landscapes, but they are not my favorite thing to draw. I really do whatever I find interesting or beautiful enough. Sometimes I make it my own, or sometimes I leave it as it is." Daryl didn't really have a favorite subject to draw, but it was just whatever caught his eye.

Daryl snorted at her question, his facial expressions turning from serious to incredibly amused. He either assumed two things about Ondina; one, she was incredibly inexperienced, or two, she had all the experience in the world but didn't care to show it to many people. He himself had no idea what made her want to sleep with him that first time, or what gave her the initiative to do so, but he was okay with either of those answers. "I'd never be ashamed of sharing anything with you, Ms. Weasley." Daryl did a few more paint streaks on and around his board, then set down the paintbrush and plate, grinning at the finished product. "I'm done."

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@jill16

Daryl's response almost made him sound... Well, fickle in her mind. How he painted or drew whatever he thought was interesting or beautiful. "And do many things catch your interest?" She pushed just a little more. She tilted her head as she asked. The real question was though, just what did catch his interest? Was she one of those things? Well, Ondina was pretty sure he wouldn't sleep with her if he wasn't interested.

Ondina raised an eyebrow as he answered her question so casually, as if it was silly of her to even ask. "Anything? That's a bold statement." She muttered, turning back to look at him again, her back against the cold stone wall by the window. He was setting the brush and paint down now, announcing that he'd finished. Curiosity got the best of her, and she pushed away form the wall, quickly crossing the room back to him and leaned over his shoulder to get a look at the bird he'd painted. It was stunning. She knew he was a talented artist, but seeing his finished work only nailed that knowledge in even more. "Pretty." She commented softly as she rested her hands on his shoulders. "You know, there are five other 'Ms.Weasleys' running around here. I'd hate for anyone to think you meant one of them instead of me." She'd put up with being called by her last name, but she preferred her first, for that very reason. She hated just being 'another Weasley', as if she was just a piece of the whole.

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Ondina Nell Weasley
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Daryl rose his eyebrows, a goofy grin appearing on his face. He couldn't tell if Ondina was genuinely curious now, or just taking the mickey out of him. Daryl tilted his head back, an amused look on his face. "I suppose you could say many things do. I much prefer animals and people, though. Not so much intangible objects." He had an idea, but he wasn't sure how she'd take it. "I have my sketchbook if you'd like to look." Daryl leaned over and pulled it out of his back, throwing it onto the table near her.

As the sound of the sketchpad hit the table, Daryl laughed. "I'm a bold person, Ondina. I'm sure you've figured that out by now." Suddenly Ondina was crossing the room to him, and was behind him. Daryl looked up at the window, seeing her reflection as she looked at his bird. He stared at the reflection when her hands rested on his shoulders, and he smirked. Daryl completely ignored her comment about the 'Ms. Weasley'. "Oh you'd hate it now would you?"

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@jill16

Daryl tossed his sketchbook down on the table closest to her. She raised an eyebrow, her gaze wandering to the book and resting there. Part of her was definitely curious enough to look. The other part though wondered if it might be to... intimate. As in, learning too much about him and getting to know him rather then simply having a physical relationship. "I'll look in a minute." she finally decided. If she remembered. She'd get her physical needs out of him first.

"I have figured that out." She answered smugly, her hands sliding forward to the front of his shoulders. As he asked that question, as if to taunt her. She scowled slightly. She bent her fingers so her nails were slightly digging, just enough to make her point clear. "I'd really hate it." She repeated.

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Ondina Nell Weasley
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Daryl rose his eyebrows at her as she stared at the sketch pad. She seemed to be interested but also wary, and he was curious as to why but decided not to ask. Ondina had reasons for many things, things he'd probably never realize himself. But forcing her to look at his art wasn't in his capability, nor did he want it to be. "That's fine. It's up to you as an offer."

Her nails went forward more, resting above his chest. Daryl sat back more, his back now touching Ondina. His eyes glanced down at her fingers, and he smirked at the feeling of them digging into his skin. "I'm not sure I care, Ms. Weasley." Daryl knew he'd get it now, but Ondina was so enticing... So captivating. His eyes were filling with lust as he stared at her through the window. "Do I need to be punished?"

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@jill16

Ondina dug her nails in against his chest a little harder. He really was asking for it, and he knew it. If anything he was intentionally doing it, just to rile her up. No surprise. After a moment longer her fingers relaxed and slid further down his chest. "Yes, you do." Ondina breathed softly, her lips bushes against his ear before she lightly nibbled on it. "You should know.... I'm not very nice when I'm punishing someone. I might hurt you a little..." She teased, though there was an impish tone to her voice. Without warning she pulled away from him and took a few steps around him so she was in front of him. Pushing the easel out of the way, so she wouldn't accidentally bump into it, and approached him once again. "What to do with you though...?" she thought, tapping on her chin before grinning.

Ondina straddled him, settling on his lap as her hands roamed against his chest once more.

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Ondina Nell Weasley
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Daryl chuckled, enjoying the feeling of her hands on his chest and shoulders. As her teeth nibbled his ear lobe, Daryl tilted his head to give her a bit better access, smiling. "Go ahead, hurt me, Ondina. I'll love it." Daryl's voice was a quiet whisper. As soon as he was done speaking, Ondina had let go of him and ended up in front of him, moving his easel away and straddling him, her hands back on his chest.

Daryl's right eyebrow went up, and he smirked wildly. Resting his hands on her waist, he squeezed tightly and pulled her close. "Anything." Immediately, Daryl went right for her collar bone, sucking gently.

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@jill16

"You'll love it?" Ondina repeated with a smirk and eyebrow raise. If she was really going to punish him, she shouldn't do something he loved. But it was oh so tempting after hearing that deep whisper escape his lips.

Now settled in his lap, she smirked as his hands immediately and tightly grabbed her waist. That smirk turned to a soft gasp as his lips found her collarbone and she tilted back just a little to make it easier for him. She'd never tell him this, but she was grateful for all his other romantic partners, because it meant he knew exactly what to do to get her going. She let him continue for a moment longer before shoving him back hard with her hands, forcing his back against the chair back. "You're the one in trouble here and in need of punishing, not me." She scolded firmly. Her hands slid down to the bottom of his shirt, and then under it, her fingers now lightly teasing the skin on his chest, again intentionally digging her nails in. Ondina didn't remove his shirt though, so neither of them could see the faint red lines she was leaving. Leaning in at last she pressed her lips firmly against his own, possesively kissing him.