june ++ gotta do right

[NOAH ADOLF MACNAIR]

OUTFIT

Noah woke up happy, so happy that he didn't even mind looking out the window into the lake he found so frightening. last night went through his head like a highlight reel. The wine, the fine, the cat, the feeling of her lips and her skin... It really had been too good to be true. Noah was terrified that he had dreamt it and would wake up to things being the same as always, which would no longer cut it after making out with her the night before.

He showered and threw on his uniform, wishing it were the weekend so he could wear whatever he wanted. though, truth be told, Noah liked the uniform, mostly because he could rock it and still look like a hunk. Men in formal wear were irresistible to chicks. Not like he really had to impress anyone anymore if things with Juniper were changing.

Some girls were going to get their little teacup of hope dashed on the hard rocks off life. Noah Macnair was about to be off the market. Provided of course she hadn't gone and blacked out or something.

She hadn't been in the common room, so he'd gone up to breakfast alone. Taking a seat at the slytherin table along with some early birds.

[JUNIPER DAHLIA HOLLOW]

Juniper had also awoken feeling great, but that's what drinking did to her. She was an early bird, getting up a little before six, no matter how much sleep she got the night before. Back at the orphanage, the early morning was the ideal time to be up. No one was up yet, and Juniper could wander around the establishment like she was the only person in the world.

She showered, too, and decided to actually do something with her hair today. While one of her classmates wasn't looking, she stole a squirt of her Sleakeazy's Hair Potion and ran it through her locks. When she hair dried a bit later (which also had to be accelerated by means of magic, as June's hair was so long it would've taken it forever to dry naturally) it was a bit smoother and straighter.

She dressed and made her way down to the Great Hall. Noah's back was to her, and as she neared him, she gave him a friendly punch on the arm. "Hey buddy." she said, "What's up?" Making herself comfortable, she started piling her plate with scrambled eggs and lots of bacon.

[NOAH ADOLF MACNAIR]

Noah looked up at her. A punch in the arm? What was up? Great, maybe she didn't remember last night, or maybe she did and she was messing with him because she knew he was sensitive on the inside. Dammit. Women. They got your secrets and then used them against you, ridiculous, and unfair. He watched her lips as she stuck the bacon into her mouth and cleared his throat. "Your hair looks nice." He said, something was different about it, and he wasn't sure what, but it was pretty. Juniper was always pretty.

Noah also realized he was going to make things worse if he kept being so serious, which wasn't his normal state of being. Normally, he was much more playful, but he figured it was last night bothering him. Awkward. He grabbed a corn muffin and started to butter it so he could shove it in his mouth, thus avoiding talking. "Not much, I slept like a rock." And then he stuck the muffin in his mouth, well, not the whole thing, and proceeded to chew slowly so as not to choke.

[JUNIPER DAHLIA HOLLOW]

Juniper smiled at his compliment. "Why, thank you." she said, sounding pleased, but still not giving away any evidence of their intimacy last night. Juniper broke off a piece of toast and chewed slowly, watching him from out of the corner of her eye.

While it seemed like a wonderful idea this morning, now that she was really looking at Noah carefully eating his corn muffin, Juniper knew she couldn't keep up the charade. It was too cruel. "I'm sorry!" she exclaimed, turning so she was facing his. "I wanted to mess with you, but I take it back." Juniper tried to look sorry, but now that her facade was down, she couldn't help but grin goofily. She was still too giddy from last night.

She leaned over and gave him a lingering kiss on the cheek, as his mouth was occupied. "Please, please forgive me?" she begged, putting on her best puppy dog eyes. He had to forgive her, otherwise Juniper would feel horrible. She'd exchange sexual favors for forgiveness if she had to.

[NOAH ADOLF MACNAIR]

Noah chuckled and shook his head. Then he realized she might have thought he was saying he didn't forgive her, which of course he did. Her plan barely worked anyway. Though it took him a moment to realize she was even acknowledging last night until she kissed his cheek and grinned like an idiot. Noah swallowed his muffin in a gulp and said, "Never mess with a man before 11am, our brains aren't really even firing correctly until noon."

He laughed softly and reached out a hand to cup her face gently. Then he kissed her lips softly. She tasted like bacon... yum. He pulled back, distracted and grabbed some bacon. He decided to respond pre-emtively to the face she was probably giving him right now. "What? It tasted good." He grumbled lightly. But Noah's little pout turned into a sideways smile as he bit off a bit of crunchy bacon and looked at her.

"I still can't believe your cat is basically named penis." He said. Normally that word was something he could say any time without feeling weird, but given the fact that things had gotten sexual between them, it felt a little strange, and got him thinking about his own.

[JUNIPER DAHLIA HOLLOW]

Juniper nodded, as though she should've known. Right. Men and their limited capacities. And then he was kissing her, and she was all warm and happy as she had been last night. But he pulled away in favor of bacon and Juniper opened her mouth to protest. He countered her before she could say anything though. Juniper couldn't be mad though, this was breakfast, and there were other people around - they couldn't just make out. Although what a show that would've been.

Juniper ate more bacon. Chewing thoughtfully, and still smiling at the whole atmosphere, she spread some butter onto toast. Breakfast was her favorite meal and breakfast foods were her favorite. She was taking a sip of black tea (sugar and lemon added) when he mentioned her cat, and she had invest all her willpower not to laugh and choke. After swallowing, she dabbed her mouth with a napkin. "Yeah, well, I was ten. It sounded cool."

"Phallis, not penis that is." Juniper clarified, sortof taking an excuse to say penis because it made the mood more humorous, she thought. "As penis is a funny word."

[NOAH ADOLF MACNAIR]

Noah grinned at her as she got her food ready. Breakfast was her favorite meal, and he had to say the food was good--muffins, scones, toast, bacon, eggs... but really the best part was eating it with her because she got so much satisfaction out of it. He chuckled and shook his head when she repeated the word penis--twice--probably knowing he was feeling a little weird being the only one in this conversation who had one.

"Yeah, well, its still hilarious." Parents would have neatly avoided that one, but of course she didn't have any and he wasn't mean enough to prod her where it hurt. He had such a big family and he loved it that way. Noah suddenly had no idea why he hadn't ever brought her meet his family for christmas or something. Did she stay here sad and alone?

He was a terrible person.


"Penises just are funny." He concluded. They really seemed impractical and weird, if he was thinking objectively, but like most men, he had a certain fondness for his own.

[JUNIPER DAHLIA HOLLOW]

Juniper had no counter for his first comment. It was true, it was hilarious that her cat was named penis. Clara could've pointed it out, but she wasn't a very educated person. Juniper was ahead of her game (and most of her classmates in public school) because she read a lot in the public library. There was richness in books and spending time in a grand, clean, quiet institution.

Juniper turned to look at him after his latter comment. Penis was a funny word, agreed, but she didn't necessarily think that they were funny in general. Sure, as a girl, she thought it was a strange appendage - she couldn't imagine having one. But the only time she thought about penises (which was next to never) was when she was considering what they could do for her. And that wasn't normally a funny ordeal. Juniper tilted her head to the side and grinned mischievously, "What? Does your's do tricks?"

[NOAH ADOLF MACNAIR]

Noah nearly choked on the bite of toast that was in his mouth when she asked if his penis did tricks. He gained his composure quickly and swallowed it with a gulp of tea, his face in an almost strained smile. If he were the blushing kind, he might have done so now. "That just sounds like a very bad excuse to get in my pants." he said, not answering the question. of course, his didn't do anything that another guy's couldn't, but whether those things counted as tricks or not, he really had no idea. "You'll have to do better than that." He said, a little twinkle in his eye and a smirk on lips.

Truthfully, she really didn't have to do to much to get in his pants. Last night she practically did, and would have, if not for her silly penis cat. But he didn't bothering informing her of that or she might ply him with alcohol near a fire again. None of that atmosphere was really needed though, she was just as hot sober and not by a fire, or not in pajamas... He had never noticed quite how well she pulled off her uniform, the buttons undone just enough to show the top curves of her breasts, his skin silky and peaking out between her skirt and her socks... It was way too sexy for breakfast.

"If you don't stop being so beautiful its gonna do a trick right now." he said, leaving her to figure that out as he hastily stuffed more toast in his mouth.

[JUNIPER DAHLIA HOLLOW]

Juniper watched Noah, with a rather smug expression on her face, as he nearly choked on his toast and tried to recover. His reaction was exactly what she imagined it would be. He tried to play it cool, but Juniper just nodded - mock serious. "Right." she said, pretending to muster determination. "I'll just have to up my sexual advances."

And Juniper resumed eating, taking bites of her buttered toast, and sipping tea inbetween mouthfuls. He then called her beautiful, and basically said she was turning him on. Juniper raised her eyesbrows and turned to look at him, waiting to swallow before she said anything, "Gee, and you made it sound like it was going to be difficult getting into your pants." Juniper shook her head, but blushed, averting her eyes. Part of her was wondering if this is how it was going to be from now on - no regular breakfast. No normal moment, ever. Just flirting back and forth.

"Maintain your manners, Macnair." Juniper said, trying to be somewhat serious. "We're supposed to be role models here. What would McGonagall say if team captain and prefect had at it at the breakfast table?" Juniper was only willing to discuss having sex because she liked the clear effect it had on him. And that was her job now, wasn't it? To drive him crazy. This is going to be fun, she thought, smiling to herself and sipping her tea.

[NOAH ADOLF MACNAIR]

He could only chuckled and offer her a sheepish grin when she said that he'd made it sound hard to get in his pants. Of course, for her it really wouldn't be. He liked her so much and she was so beautiful-- as such, they connected emotionally and physically and it felt right to jump into the adult dating deep end here. Granted, he realized she never told him about her sex life. Was she still a virgin? That would make it complicated... At least, it would add another wrinkle to an already delicate and forming relationship.

Then she mentioned them getting it on right there on the breakfast table. Noah wordlessly moved his plate and began bagging his forehead gently on the table. "Why must you do this me?" He moaned, banging his head with every word. Was she trying to kill him? Noah had wanted her enough already without her making it worse.

Couldn't a guy eat an early-ish breakfast in peace? He foresaw a lot of sneaking into each others bedrooms in the future. Maybe he'd never get breakfast again.... had she always been like this and he'd just never noticed before? Or was she all talk? It hardly mattered, either way it was killing him.

He sighed and turned his head to the side to look at her. He pouted a little but there was a smile in his eyes. "I hate you." But what he meant was, I hate that you can reduce me to this so easily.

[JUNIPER DAHLIA HOLLOW]

Juniper laughed at his dramatic show of exasperation, but she also felt a bit bad. "Aw, Noah, I'm sorry." she said, patting his back in a completely wholesome and not at all flirty way. The few people in the Great Hall, and some of the professors, were starting to give them looks. She was going to have tone it down if she ever wanted to take him out in public.

When he turned to look at her and said I hate you, Juniper could see his eyes gleaming. She chuckled, "Hate you, too babe." And kissed his head. Then she turned and wrapped the remaining bits of bacon in a napkin, and got up, slinging her school bag over her shoulder. She was thinking they'd probably have to get sex out of their system (if that was possible) before they had any meals together. Group meals would probably be OK. But right now, they were only going to drive each other crazy.

Besides, she could go return his library books to the library, since she had time and had no homework to do for at least a week. Still, Juniper couldn't just leave without one last one jab at his vulnerable state. She winked at him over her shoulder. "See you tonight," she said seductively before walking away.

She left smiling, thinking that life was really looking up now.

[NOAH ADOLF MACNAIR]

Noah watched her get up, his eyes all sad. No! Why was she leaving? Granted, she couldn't drive him as nuts if she wasn't here... well, actually, Noah wasn't sure about that. She got up, her hips swaying and then she winked and said she'd see him tonight. "I HATE YOU LADY J!" He shouted out. Kidding again, but she was going to make today impossibly long, with quite a bit more tension than was needed.

He didn't feel like eating much but he knew if he got up he would chase June right into a broom cupboard-- which was still better than the great hall during breakfast, but still. Juniper felt like torturing him. Noah lowered his head to the table again and sighed.