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Post by Stamford Jorkins on Jan 13, 2014 4:05:43 GMT
very very very very very au omg
Stamford was a bit of a dog, he'd admit it. Though, knowing him personally took away any need for him to actually say that he was one. It was pretty obvious, when you spent a little time with him. He honestly had no real idea what it was that drew Ashley to him, or really what drew him to her. Raw chemistry, perhaps. Broderick Bode's shy little niece had blossomed into an obnoxiously delicious blonde bombshell almost overnight, and, well, could you really blame him for being unable to keep his hands off of her?
She'd always came to visit Broderick at work, before. She hadn't been allowed up into their office, what with it being so confidential, but it always gave Stamford a little stir of excitement to walk down to the lobby on his break & see her sitting there, waiting patiently for her uncle. She usually had her face tucked in a book, one leg swinging back & forth as she read. Damn, he loved those uniform skirts. The pleats were perfect for grabbing a handful of when he pulled them in against his hips, fervent kisses trailing down, down, down..
"Ashley!"
Fucking Lyssa. He glanced around & quickly pretended to be reading a poster tacked up on the wall about safety gear while in the apothecary, ignoring the way the receptionist immediately started a conversation with her boss' eldest daughter. Oh, shit. He'd nearly forgotten about Warner. This entire time he'd been worried about Broderick seeing the way that they looked at each other in passing - it was probably not nearly as terrible as her father seeing it.
He finally glanced over when he deemed it time enough to seem casual, jaw slackening a little. Ashley was leaned over the counter to talk to Lyssa, arms pressed up under her breasts to balance herself on the surface, lower back arching just a little so that the view of her legs from where he stood was completely & utterly intoxicating. When she looked up in his direction, he was sure he saw a smirk.
She was so doing that on purpose.
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Post by Ashley Godfrey on Jan 13, 2014 5:26:07 GMT
Ashley had found herself visiting the ministry more and more, and although she had the perfect excuse with her father and uncle both well known members within the ministry this was not the reason for her current visits. Stamford Jorkins was painfully attractive and the sort of man daddies warn their daughters about but, that really hadn't been enough to keep her from caving to her unbearable need to give into him. Although she refused to surrender her womanhood completely that didn't mean she was completely innocent, no Stamford diminished her pristine lady like sensibilities once he got his hands on her barely legal ass. Leaning forward on the fron desk keeping up a conversation with Lyssa Towler the receptionist to her father she brushed one foot behind her leg gently as she glanced up at the thing she was really around to see, a flicker of a smirk twitching on her lips as she caught his expression. she should 'accidentally' wear her 5ft best friends school uniform skirts more often.  |
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Post by Stamford Jorkins on Jan 13, 2014 5:32:54 GMT
Luckily enough, Stamford had a reputation ahead of him, so when he got caught staring, it wasn't too dastardly or unbelievable. That being said, he still didn't fancy running into Broderick or Warner just then. Approaching the desk, himself, he cleared his throat to get Lyssa's attention & winked at Ashley subtly before the other girl turned to face him. Once she caught sight of Stamford, she immediately rolled her seat back away from the desk in order to grab his mail from the back for him, leaving the pair of them alone. Well, as alone as two people in the middle of the Ministry of Magic lobby could be - which wasn't much. However, in the throngs of people milling about, Stamford didn't see a single relative of Ashley's, & took it as a divine sign.
"That's quite the skirt." he informed her, quirking an eyebrow & leaning back a little to take in the view a little better. The look he gave her form was the sort of look that Broderick would likely smack him none-too-gently upside the head, for. |
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Post by Ashley Godfrey on Jan 13, 2014 5:38:04 GMT
Ashley perked up as Stamford approached the pair of them and smiled innocently, her blue eyes and lashes fluttering as she feigned oblivion. "good afternoon Mr.Jorkins" she spoke softly with the faintest innuendo attached to her tone , the moment he called attention to her skirt, she blushed her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink as she continued to peek up at him "I did a load of laundry for Charlotte the other day and our skirts got mixed up."
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Post by Stamford Jorkins on Jan 13, 2014 5:47:28 GMT
"Wonder how Broderick feels about that. His poor girlfriend probably looks like a nun." he teased her, quirking one eyebrow before giving a nervous glance around, as if worried about a 'speak-of-the-devil' situation. Deeming the coast clear, he turned back to the blonde & gave her a small nudge, before asking, "What are you doing, here, anyway? Not that I'm complaining."
Licking his lips, he pushed a little further - that was what he did, he pushed - "Not just here to see me, are you?" |
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Post by Ashley Godfrey on Jan 13, 2014 5:56:03 GMT
Ashley snorted at his comment her hands placing on her hips "I don't dress like a nun" she pouted only slightly in a almost sultry manner her lower lip jutting out only to be sucked back in at his next question, feeling her cheeks heat up again she sunk into her shoulders and peered at him quite adorably " I might have came to see you"  |
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Post by Stamford Jorkins on Jan 13, 2014 6:03:13 GMT
"That's a bit dangerous." he pretended to chide, quirking an eyebrow at her & feeling his smirk growing. "What should we do about it?"
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Post by Ashley Godfrey on Jan 13, 2014 6:10:52 GMT
Ashley's eyes widened in nervous excitement "I-um" she paused when Lyssa re-entered the room and smiled innocently "Stamford just mentioned that he saw Broderick in one of the areas that isn't restricted for me so I think I will just go with him and he can show me...could you tell my father I stopped in to say hi but I will just see him at dinner on Sunday?" she turned to Stamford, eyes bright and hoping that he would go along with the little white lie she just told, her lower lip tucking under her teeth and dragging along the tender flesh slowly.  |
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Post by Stamford Jorkins on Jan 13, 2014 6:12:39 GMT
Stamford smiled charmingly at Lyssa & took his mail from her, tucking it into the inner pocket of his Ministry-issued cloak.
"Of course." Lyssa replied, smiling at the pair of them obliviously before going back to the mountain of paperwork in front of her on all of the possible surface space of the desk.
"You're a doll." Stamford smiled, turning away & placing a hand on Ashley's lower back to lead her to one of the interrogation areas. |
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Post by Ashley Godfrey on Jan 13, 2014 6:14:59 GMT
Ashley's eyes lit up happily, as they turned away from Lyssa and disappeared from her line of sight she slide in closer to Stamford her side brushing his softly as they walked the grin on her face wide as she fought back giddy giggles.
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Post by Stamford Jorkins on Jan 13, 2014 6:17:50 GMT
Glancing around to make sure that no eyes seemed to be following them, he opened the door & ushered her inside of the small room, glancing around once more before pulling it shut behind himself sharply & double-checking the lock.
He turned to face her & shucked his cloak to the floor in one swift movement, immediately swooping in on her & wrapping his arms around her back, resting his hands dangerously high on the back of her thighs in order to pick her up & place her on the table in the center of the room, almost aggressive in his actions but certainly not rough or violent. |
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Post by Ashley Godfrey on Jan 13, 2014 6:21:16 GMT
One of the giggles she had fought so hard escaped her lips and echoed into Stamford's ear as he swooped her up, biting on her lower lip once again she gazed up at him sweetly playing with his tie shyly in anticipation.
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Post by Stamford Jorkins on Jan 13, 2014 6:23:50 GMT
He chuckled, leaning in so that his forehead rested against her own.
"You're a bloody tease, you know that?" he asked, not giving her a chance to answer before capturing her lips in his own & nipping at her lower in playful 'punishment' for her actions earlier. |
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Post by Ashley Godfrey on Jan 13, 2014 6:25:51 GMT
Closing her eyes as she felt his lips on hers she smiled playfully when she pulled away to take a breath "I don't know what you are talking about she" replied coyly then leaned in for another kiss her hands landing on his shoulders to get a better grip and deepen the kiss.
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Post by Stamford Jorkins on Jan 13, 2014 6:33:43 GMT
"Brat." he mumbled, squeezing his hands around her waist in order to pull her closer to the edge of the table, moving to stand between her legs as his hands traveled down to play with the hem of her skirt. Merlin, he wanted her. But he also knew what she needed, and that was to wait. Rubbing her legs affectionately, he moved his kisses from her lips, her cheek, her jaw, her neck, loving the way that her entire body reacted to him & his every move. |
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