Back to the Future [Elle]

[elijah matthew brown]

Waking up early in the morning and taking walks around the grounds had become a normal routine for Eli. Their was something comforting about being outside alone listening to nature, being able to get ahold of your thoughts. Today, he found himself sitting on the ledge of the dock, overlooking the lake. It was foggy and misty, so he couldn't see all the way across the lake. He had pulled on a dark blue v-neck and a pair of light jeans, so the cold was bringing out the goosebumps. He had slipped off his sandals, so the soles of his feet were sitting comfortable on top of the water. 

Compared to the coolness of the air, the water was actually kind of warm. Hearing the screeching of an owl or two, Eli looked up, his eye settling on a certain barn owl. The creature came swooping down, landing on a post beside him. She let out a click, and ruffled her feathers, making them stand out. The male let out a chuckle and clicked back at her. The owl just looked at him, and she dropped down to the deck, letting the rolled up parchment visible on her leg. Eli reached out and unhooked the paper, running his hand down the owl's back. 

Unrolling the paper, he found a letter from his little sister. It was a picture of him and her, which she had drawn. It showed him and her holding hands, him about three times taller than her. He looked over at the owl, who's name is Marley, and held up the picture. "Look what Nell drew me," he told the barn owl, who raised her wings in response. She was waiting for a picture to take back to Nell. It was something that they had been doing for the past year. They would draw pictures for each other, and they would send Marley back and forth, delivering their special packages. He laughed and rolled the paper back up, sticking in his pocket, next to his wand.

[milena radeva ivanova]

It never took much to get Milena out of the castle and away from the cliques of girls that had nothing better to do than gossip about petty things. In fact, on this particular occasion, it took a mere glance at a rather puggish-looking girl with an annoying high pitched voice to make up Milena's mind. Scoffing slightly, Milena pulled on a face of contempt and directed it at her target. As if on cue, the puggish girl shut her mouth and didn't resume talking until Milena had almost left the vicinity. And even then, she kept her tone much lower than it had been previously. A triumphant smirk curled up on Milena's lips and although the problem had been taken care of for now, she didn't particularly care for another annoying encounter. Without glancing back, Milena headed for the main entrance and out onto the grounds.

The sun was trying desperately to break through the heavy cloud cover that promised rain, but it was to no avail. The wind swept a cold shiver down Milena's spine and still she continued on. Her last minute decision to walk around the grounds had left her ill prepared for the weather in a black long-sleeved mini dress and ankle boots, but she wasn't going to let it bother her. Truly, anything was better than dealing with the naive children she was forced to call peers.

She allowed herself to get lost in her thoughts, enjoying the alone time. As she walked, Milena wound a path towards the lake and it's black depths. On the path in front of her, a pale shadow swooped by and her brown eyes caught sight of the owl. She followed it's flight to the docks, a devilish smirk forming quickly on her lips at the sight of a handsome fellow Slytherin. Without having to think, Milena sauntered forward towards the boy.

Her heels clicked softly against the wood of the dock, announcing her arrival before she was even within five feet of the Slytherin male. She bit her lip slightly and stopped just near him, the smirk on her lips turning mischievous. "I'm surprised to see you out here, Elijah." Milena paused, letting her dark gaze glance appreciatively over his body. "I passed a whole army of girls in the castle waiting to be charmed by your good looks." She teased, recalling his reputation as a flirt. Lucky for him, he was about to go against the queen bee in that department.

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[elijah matthew brown]

After about five minutes of sitting there, with Marley beside him, the distant sound of heels clicking against the dock reached his ears. Instantly he was agitated, he didn't like it one bit when people bothered him when he was outside during the mornings. The clicking got lounder, and it eventually stopped. A icy, but beautiful, voice reached his ears. "I'm surprised to see you out here, Elijah." the girl said to him, making chills spring down his spine. He recognized the voice, Milena Ivanova. She was possibly the biggest bitch in the school, but she was uncontrallably hot. He didn't really know much about her, except that she was amazing at kissing.

"I could say the same to you, Milena," he told her, a smile clear in his voice. The owl beside him turned her head and looked at the girl, her wings flapped up into the air, and she began to squak. Obviously she didn't like Milena, it would have been pretty hard to miss. The owl flew up into the air, flying as far away as possible. This kind of threw Eli off, it was rare that Marley didn't like someone, but he just shrugged it off. "I passed a whole army of girls in the castle waiting to be charmed by your good looks," she told him, her eyes roaming over his body. He could feel her eyes on him, but he didn't turn around. He knew that she was possibly the biggest flirt in the school, and he was going to play hard to get.

"What, You just couldn't wait for me to charm you either, I guess?" he asked her, letting out a slight chuckle. He liked it when the girls reminded him that he was incredibly good looking. He wasn't going to invite the girl to join him, he knew she was going to do it anyways. It was always a turn on when the girls take the initiative, and most of the insecure ones don't, which makes it way too much work for him. As he sat there, he folded his hands together. Turning his neck, he looked at the incredible girl, his eyes roaming over her body. He couldn't say that he wasn't impressed, that would have been a flat out lie.

[milena radeva ivanova]

The harsh squawking that came from the owl at Elijah's side caused Milena's smirk to falter, her brown eyes turning curiously to the bird. She wasn't used to such a reaction, at least not from an animal. Milena loved owls, especially her own Rana, and had never seen one act in such a manner. It was clearly wary of her as it flew up and off into the distance, leaving Elijah to deal with her on his own. With a slight frown, Milena stared as the bird flew off and turned back to Eli when it was no longer in sight. She felt a little thrown off her course, but such things never lasted longer with her. Milena had taught herself long ago how to pick herself back up and continue full speed ahead.

Her smirk returned easily, impressed by the way he'd been able to keep his eyes off of her. Most of the boys at Hogwarts could hardly stop staring at her. Of course, Milena hardly minds, but she enjoys a bit of a challenge every now and again. Boys that practically pledge themselves to her within the span of five minutes get boring rather quickly and then they wonder why their hearts get broken. So rather than being offended by Elijah's lack of attention, Milena was thrilled by it. Soon enough, she'd pull him in.

"Oh Elijah, you know I'm the type of girl that takes what she wants." She said, biting her lower lip softly as he finally turned to look her over. Taking a few steps forward, Milena bent down at the waist and took a seat by his side. Her legs curled up under and off to her side, inching her dress higher up her thighs. Once settled, a seductive little smile curled onto her lips and she let her eyes roam over his handsome face. "In fact, I'm a bit surprised at myself for not coming after you sooner. With a body like that, you should have been one of my firsts." By the low, seductive tone of her voice, it was clear what Milena was referring to. She was far from a saint and she enjoyed it that way, not caring what rumors other girls spread about her. Milena embraced her status as a queen bitch, a flirt, a slut. In her world, her opinion was the only one that mattered.

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[elijah matthew brown]

"Oh Elijah, you know I'm the type of girl that takes what she wants." The girl told him, a slight seductive edge to the tone of her voice, and with this boy, that's the first thing he would notice in a girl. Elijah did in fact notice this, but he really isn't up to playing games today, it would take a little more than some sweet seductive words to get him out of his little rut. He had been put up with a very difficult decision, not by anyone but himself, of course. He was to either decide to be with a girl just as attractive as Milena for the rest of his life or to settle down with the only girl that had ever made him feel anything other than lust, Gracelyn. "And exactly what is it that you want, Milena?" he asked her, looking over with a smirk upon his face. "It wouldn't be me, would it?" The boy added, now flashing her a full on smile.

He looked away, right when she sat down, keeping his eyes away from anything that she might want to show him. He wasn't really in the mood for hooking up, as one would call it, and knowing himself better than anyone, he wouldn't be able to resist a little show, not from someone as attractive as Milena. "In fact, I'm a bit surprised at myself for not coming after you sooner. With a body like that, you should have been one of my firsts." the girl then told him, all the seductiveness clear in her words. This sent shivers up and down Elijah's spine, making him wish the same thing at that very moment. To be honest, he kind of resented that thought, becuase Grace was his first. Stopping himself from continuing on with his train of thought, he looked over at her, his eyes instantly roaming over her legs and the area where her dress should have been covering. But of course, that doesn't matter to him, the shorter the dress, the better.

He needed a distraction, a good one too, and he felt that Milena wouldn't be such a bad one. She was experianced, that was obvious, especially when all the other girls wish they were her. "It wouldn't be that you were scared would it?" he told her, his voice coming out quite seductive and huskily. "Because you shouldn't be scared of the best time of your life, dear," Elijah added, resisting the urge to kiss her. He was in desperate need of his distraction, he didn't want to think about her. She made him crazy, desperate even, he doesn't want to lose himself like that. He kept his eyes on the highly seductive woman sitting so close to him, not even worrying about the rumors that all the others girls like to spread about her. He knew their were rumors about him as well, but it all revolves around the jealously, the boys just wishing that all the girls were fawning over them as they are over him.

[milena radeva ivanova]

"Perhaps." She stated, her tone soft, but seductive. Elijah was enticing and Milena simply couldn't deny it. The more her dark eyes roamed over his features and the closer their bodies got, the more Milena wanted him. When Milena told him she takes what she wants, she wasn't merely trying to be flirtatious; she meant it. Although he clearly should have been on her radar long ago, he was now and there was no way he was getting away without at least a heavy make out session.

Without a second thought, her gaze slipped down to his lips and she fought the urge to close the distance between them. A kiss was always more pleasurable when you built up the sexual tension to the point where it physically hurt not to have your lips crashing against theirs. Milena knew how to play this game and she played ruthlessly. Elijah would have quite a hard time forgetting her after she was done through with him.

"It wouldn't be that you were scared would it? "Because you shouldn't be scared of the best time of your life, dear." She laughed softly at his comment, knowing his conjecture was far from the truth. Milena was never afraid, especially not of her potentially hottest hookup to date. "Me? Scared? Hardly, Elijah." Smirking, Milena's eyes filled with lust and she slipped her hand from her thigh to rest lightly on one of his own. "I just had to make sure you'd be able to handle me." She teased, tilting her face slightly closer to his. Milena could feel the tension growing, pulling her in and screaming at her to taste his lips. Soon...but not just yet.

With a devilish smile, Milena pulled back again, watching him intensely. The look in his eyes was one Milena had seen a million times before, the internal dilemma that plagued most boys she went after. He wanted her and she knew it. All she had to do was help him make the choice and he would be hooked. Without missing a beat, Milena's hand inched slowly up his thigh, heightening the tension. She moved in close once more, closing the distance between them and clearly showing Elijah what she wanted. Milena pressed her lips hard against his own, flicking her tongue along his lower lip before pulling back slightly. "So can you, Eli? Handle me?" Now, he could make his choice.

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[elijah matthew brown]

He really liked this girl's dedication, they way she truly went out of her way to win him over, even if it was only for a night, or two. He knew in the back of his mind that he wouldn't be able to turn this wonderful beauty down, but his heart kept telling him otherwise. At a young age he had learned to shut his heart out though, ignoring it's constant and determined pleas. He didn't care that he was possibly in love with Grace. He didn't care that his brother had left town but he still loved him. He didn't care about anything in his life right now. All he had his eyes on was the dark haired woman that was sitting so damn close to him. "Perhaps," She told him, the seduction softly flowing off of her tongue. He couldn't help but to chuckle at this, tingles slowly creeping up his spine. Their was nothing more enticing to him than a girl admiting to her schoolgirl crush.

Watching her closely, he noticed how her dark brown eyes roamed over his body. The pleasure noticibly showing in her facial features, slightly turning him on, making the chills return back to him. He had no idea what he was going to do to this girl, all he knew that it was probably going to be close to the time of his life. Just by looking at her eyes, he could tell that she was looking at his lips, proabably debating whether or not to kiss him. "Me? Scared? Hardly, Elijah." She told him, letting a slight laugh reach his ears. He nodded his head, breathing in a deep breath. The enticing smell of her perfume entered his nose, making him lick his lips in anticipation. "That's good," Elijah told her, keeping his eyes on her. He really had no idea why he hadn't pursued her earlier in his life, all he knew was that she was here now. That's all that really matters, right?

Suddenly he felt a soft and dainty hand touch his thigh. Suddenly he couldn't hear the lake splashing against the dock beneath him. He couldn't hear the owls in the morning sky screetching. He couldn't even hear the tree's swaing behind them. It took everything in him just to keep his eyes open. He had no idea exactly how this girl was sending him over the edge like this, but he knew that he really liked it. And he would be damned if he didn't finish what she had just started. This girl really had no idea what she was getting herself into. "I just had to make sure you'd be able to handle me." She told him, her words reaching his ears in whisper. He watched her, the girl's face leaning in slightly closer to his, making his heartbeat race just a tad bit more. "Babe, your the one that should be scared," The male breathed out, a smile plastered to his face.

He felt himself leaning in just a tad bit closer to her, but she pulled back, a devilish smile apparent on her beautiful face. This actually angered Elijah, he didn't like to be played. Letting out a slight huff, he calmed himself down, just long enough for her to begin to inch her hand closer up to his manly parts. He watched as she moved her face in closer to his, this time planing a kiss firmly on his lips, letting her tongue graze the bottom of his lips. He was about to pull her closer to him whenever the firecracker pulled back away from him. He felt the anger boil up inside of him again, he didn't like that she kept faking him out, it wasn't right. "So can you, Eli? Handle me?" The girl asked him, her breath melting in with his. He pushed his body towards hers, laying a hand on her stomach, pushing her body down towards the dock. He was close to her now, their bodies touching together. He knew that she would proabably smack him for pushing her to the ground, but he could take the tension anymore, it was killing him. "Milena, you don't know what you just signed yourself up for," he told her. Without any hesitation, he pushed his lips up against hers, the passion flying throught the air around them.