The Weekend Adventure ( Cameron / Ally )

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Cameron got up early, quietly slipping out of the bed and dressing in the dark with clothes already left out. A nice button up yet casual shirt, rough jeans (with underwear which had a black band on the top to draw the eye purposefully belted slightly higher then the jeans), and then a sweatshirt to top it off. He couldn't remove the ring, but he had found a small charm which would hide an object for a temporary invisibility, not a full one.

He would know it was there, but it wouldn't draw an eye. That was the best he could manage and he didn't want it spoiling a moment on this trip. he smiled to himself in the dark and padded barefoot out to the common room before he pulled on tennis shoes without socks. Slipping out of the dorm in the dark, Cameron made his way to the agreed upon classroom on the second floor and opened the window. The broom he had 'borrowed' yesterday from the Quidditch lockers still sat there behind a desk where it had been carefully concealed and he picked it up with a smile. Slipping over the window ledge he dropped on it once he had it hovering and then floated outside the window waiting for her in the dark before dawn.

When she arrived he motioned her over saying "Here, right behind me and you can hold on while I get us off the grounds." Giving her a hand, he helped steady her slipping out the window and reaching up pulled it almost closed behind them before he turned the broom for the edge of the gates and accelerated to the village, knowing that was the best place to go from. Once to the gate, he landed, stashing the broom in the brush. Taking her hand firmly he grinned and walked towards the train station building with a squeeze on her hand whispering "So, this shouldn't be too hard, two short jumps. And before you asked yes I've done this before, practiced, and I have the license."

ALLEANA LEI MOON

[ALLEANA LEI MOON]

It took her five full minutes after she woke up to actually get out of bed. She lit her wand and dressed in the dim light, trying not to wake anyone. Spending the night in Aiden's dorm the night before had earned her some looks, and she found it ironic that she'd managed to keep her more explicit activities a secret, only to raise eyebrows in the aftermath. Though the top was a bit dressy, the rest of her outfit she kept fairly low-key. She wanted to look nice without drawing unncessary attention. They were breaking more rules at this point than even she was generally accustomed to. She smirked to herself. It was fitting, she decided, given all of the risks she'd already taken with him. Her time with Aiden the night before had given her time to think through everything and process what she'd learned and how she felt. She piled up her hair in a careless up-do, with at least equal amounts of hair spilling out and hanging down as what was pinned up. She crept near-silently down the dorm stairs and out of the common room.

She didn't have much of a plan for what to do if she was caught. She could always change her form to appear as a teacher, but that would be risky if she ran into the face she had borrowed. Deciding to just wing it and hope for the best (as she often did) she found her way to the second floor without much difficulty. Apparently the number of patrols dwindled as the night went on. Students up late was one thing, but it was fair to assume no one would be sneaking out early on a weekend. It was a waste of perfectly good sleep, or so Ally normally thought. This, however, was worth it. Her eyes sparked with excitement and mischief, barely contained energy despite the early hour. When she arrived at the empty room, it puzzled her at first. Then, she noticed the open window. A smile as she made her way to the ledge to see him hovering just out of reach in the first shades of gray that predicted the sunrise.

He spoke, and she grinned at him. "I tought I might just lay back and let gravity take its course" she informed him as she accepted his hand. She had decided to let herself enjoy today, but to treat it as an ending, a last burst of excitement before everything changed between them. He deserved that anyway, given all of the limitations that were about to usurp themselves into his life. He had given her her first taste of a kind of excitement she had never known before. It was fitting, therefore, that their adventure end this way. One last adventure, she told herself, and she would enjoy it as fully as she was able. She wrapped her arms around him, laying her head against his back, enjoying the feel of him against her and the air as it passed over her skin, the feeling of freedom and flight as it wrapped around her and the feeling of being wrapped around him. She sighed against his back when they landed before she released him, dismounting the broom and watching as he stashed it out of site.

She was surprised when he took her hand. It wasn't like he'd never done it before, but the casual air of the gesture felt different. She walked with him toward the train station, listening as he spoke. She made a face. Ally hated apparition. She'd done it side-along a couple of times and the feeling of being constricted through a vacuum made her want to wretch. Still, she grinned, "wasn't going to ask" she answered. "Its an adventure isn't it?" The look she gave him sparkled with the intensity of her desire to experience everything about this day, to embrace it, and commit it fully to memory as she went.

"Bring it on"

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Lyrics: Stay the Night? - Zedd & Hayley Williams
Thoughts: Bring it on!

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Her comment about gravity brought a smile, as did the feel of her arms around him, her hands spreading across his middle and chest. It was a good familiar feeling, her feeling slightly possessive of wanting to feel him under her hands in bed and he might have flown a bit faster then he had expected. When he spoke about the appiration she grinned back and he laughed softly, sliding a hand around her middle and pulling her closely to kiss her briefly, but no less passionately then the other day. It all felt good, right as they reached the train station and he stopped just inside. "Ready?" and he pulled her close to him again, turning her away from him so he could run his own hands around her middle, wand in one to cast the spell.

When she said yes, he first took them to the King's crossing, appearing in a corner of one of the stations which, he was glad to see, had too many people in it for someone to have seen them with the press of everyone waiting turned away from them towards the trains. Before they could be spotted he jumped them again and they were on a driveway between two houses, a large set of bushes hiding them from sight easily. He held her a moment, feeling the disturbance in her and trying to help her relax after the transition. "Sorry, that's never very easy to get used to." Inwardly cheering at how much she trusted him entirely to let him have this control he knew he had succeeded with this one better then most.

Pointing across the street he said "Normal suburb, take a right goes right into London central. The driveway has repellers on it, very hard to look at directly hence the bushes. I suspect my parents are still asleep but we'll be quiet anyway okay?" A short gate behind them between the two houses prevented one seeing beyond it. Placing his hand on it, the gate recognized him and swung open as he led her inside holding her hand. A walk past the houses on either side and the house showed up in front of them as they turned a corner. "It's placed in the middle of a neighborhood with lots of charms to prevent the middle being conciously seen. I think they must have spent most of the family money on that part alone."

ALLEANA LEI MOON

[ALLEANA LEI MOON]

She rarely ever flew this early. Alleana Moon was simply not a morning person. As a result, she took the opportunity to loosen her hold on him some as they streaked across the sky. Watching the sunrise from up here, the earliest rays of light as they cast the horizon in its firsit shades of color, took her breath away momentarily. It passed far too quickly for her liking, and before she knew it they were at the first apparition point. When he kissed her, she kissed him back easily with both familiarity and an an excitement that was easy to see. He spoke and she nodded. "Of course" He pulled her, if possible, even closer than before, wrapping his arms around her, and she grinned in spite of her dislike for apparition in general. Settling in against his chest, she took a deep breath as they spun out site the first time. 'Not so bad' she decided when they reappeared a few seconds later at King's Cross. Not pleasant, certainly, but at least she wasn't dizzy this time. She supposed, silently, that the feel of his muscles against her back through the lace of her shirt didn't hurt anything.

She had barely enough time to take another deep breath before they were off again, spinning through space in what felt like a wind tunnell in the least appealing way possible. She swayed a bit when they landed the second time, exhaling a long breath through her nose. The suddenness of that last one had left her dizzy and she took a moment to regain her footing. Still, it was easy to brace against him as he held her, and regain her balance that way. When he apologized, she nodded. "It wasn't so bad" she answered. After another moment or two, she was stable enough to take in their surroundings. For a split second, she wondered which of the houses was his, but then she remembered what he'd said about privacy and she doubted either. He spoke, and she grinned, "clever". She was familiar enough with repelling magic. Her own house was impossible to see for anyone outside family unless they were escorted. "Lucky them" she murmurs with a smirk. Most people, she knew, would still be asleep at this point on a Saturday, save for her grandfather of course. He always woke before the sun. "Quiet" she answered, "got it." It thrilled her, the risk of getting caught, the potential for trouble, despite the consequences that could easily arise as a result. It showed in her expression, she glowed with it, and the eyes came alive in a way that was unique to this feeling.

She saw the gate, as well as the blank space beyond it, and suspected it worked much like the arch at home. Her suspicions were confirmed a few moments later. The house appeared like a dream, looking incredibly out of place among the other old style brick homes in the neighborhood. It was, as he'd called it, an oasis. If that had been his parents' goal, they had certainly succeeded. As he explained about the magics, Ally was reminded of her grandparents home in Ireland. She nodded, eyes taking in every inch as he lead her toward it by the hand. "Its beautiful" she told him softly, still looking around. "It looks like some sort of resort actually." It made her wonder what the inside was like, and the knowledge she'd soon find out contributed to the bouyant feeling that had begun to take over. "Like having your own beach in the middle of London." She grinned, "So am I getting the tour or is this a one stop only kind of deal?"

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Lyrics: Stay the Night? - Zedd & Hayley Williams
Thoughts: Hate.

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He lightly elbowed her for the 'lucky them' comment and grinned "Hey, best time to do this is when everyone is distracted by sweet slumber. I can guarantee you the elves will be wide awake. They will be the ones to avoid." He led her down the drive, keeping an eye out for her reaction as they got closer. He saw the excitement of all this and the thrill of it before she saw the actual house. "Like I said not as magical maybe and there's a lot of muggle tech inside too, but it has a beauty to it cause they spent a long time getting it right. It really is a nice place."

Chuckling much softer as they approached the doors he said quietly "Please, we didn't come all the way here for nothing..." He pulled out an old key and approached the front door, touching the space next to where the hinges were with his hand and opposite where the door knob was. A keyhole appeared and he inserted the key without turning it and the door popped open quietly. Opening it, he led her inside.

The stairs opened up in front of him. Whispering in her ear after he very quietly shut the door he said "Emergency entrance, otherwise sets off a noise upstairs. Sister's room was in there, I called it the womb room when she lived here cause she was the center of the house." Taking her to the side he pointed in a room saying "This is as far as dad lets most people come in, maybe a dozen in a year tops. We only have one guest room and it's hardly ever used up in the roof area. Most of first floor looks like this. Let's skip to upstairs."

Slipping his hand in hers he led the way up to the landing, listened for a moment and then led her right very slowly and listened at a door. Playing like he was wiping his brow he opened the door about a foot wide and let her peer inside. Even in the dim light the kitchen looked impressive!

ALLEANA LEI MOON

[ALLEANA LEI MOON]

She couldn't argue with his logic, but she could shoot him a look when he elbowed her and narrowly avoid sticking her tongue out at him. It was too early to act her age after all. She smirked. "Avoid the elves, don't wake the parents." The smirk melts into a grin, "any other rules I should be aware of?" She followed him, excitement mounting as they got closer. The house was everything he'd promised her it would be, and now that she was standing in front of it, it almost didn't seem real. "Mixing magical and muggle tech? How do you manage that?" She looked curious. "I can't bring anything electric within a hundred yards of home, the magic messes with the wiring I think." Just like at Hogwarts, and she'd assumed everywhere else. Apparently not. Maybe it was just because the manor, like Hogwarts, was far older than most houses these days. Many of the ghosts who now resided there had once been residents in their living days after all.

He spoke, and she laughed, but softly, conscious of the noise. She watched with interest as he located the key, surprised when he didn't go for the door. Yes, his parents were very clever people, not unlike their son. She followed him inside, eyes widening at the sight of what must have been the entry. Grand in the same way as the manor, but it lacked the old-world feel of home. Everything here spoke of newness and careful attention to detail. "Wow" she breathed softly. "Talk about a first impression." It was obvious even at first glance that his parents had taken great pains in their design. She wondered about his sister when he spoke of her, what she looked like and whether they were similar at all. "Bet she loved that" Ally whispered back. Very younger brother of him, she decided, and the thought made her smile. She glanced in the direction he pointed, and then did a double take, distracted by the windows. Large and open, they reminded her a little of her grandparents' house in Ireland, but with a slightly different feel. The early morning light spilled in, illuminating the rest of the exceptionally well-decorated space. She listened, but didn't speak for a moment, taking it in. "Very nice, you're parents have an eye for that kind of thing."

The upstairs.

His room would be there, she was certain, but others too. Nervous, but unsure why, she attributed it to fear of being caught, though she knew it was nothing of the sort. She followed him up the stairs, glad she'd opted for quiet shoes. The house was so still and pristine that it felt almost invasive to disturb it in anyway, like breaking the stillness was against some unspoken rule. It was the sort of rule Ally didn't mind bending to near-breaking point. "Not much for throwing parties then I take it?" It was mostly meant as a joke, since it was obvious from what he was saying that his parents didn't entertain very often. Still, it seemed to her a waste of such a lovely space, though she supposed it was their right to keep it to themselves as they chose. She grinned at his antics as they approached another door, shook her head at him, and bit her lip to keep from laughing, especially in the moments just before he led her into the kitchen. When he did, she did a little circle, wanting to catch everything. They liked windows, she decided, and the candles were a nice touch. "Do you ever cook in here?" she wanted to know. Since they had elves, she doubted it, but she was curious. Another look around at how spotless everything looked and she couldn't help adding: "Does anyone?"

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Lyrics: Stay the Night - Zedd/Hayley Williams
Thoughts: Hate.

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He shook his head. "I never run into that anywhere but Hogwarts. Maybe it's something about some of the magic? Is your place unplottable?" Cameron nodded at her comment about the interior. "Like I said, they wanted to remember their honeymoon and why everything was worth it. It's a really private place." To his sister he made a face. "They wanted her in the center of the house, protected like she was fragile. She hated it, but mom wanted it that way so didn't let their be any exceptions. I at least managed to trade from top floor to outside cause they liked the idea . But I had to argue it from a concept point of view. At ten years old mind you."

Shaking his head he only said "None. It's really a surprise whenever anyone is allowed to come here." And that was really part of the fun of this for him, not just bending the rules and taking risks, but breaking their concept as well without them knowing hopefully. Again he shrugged at her question. "Never learned actually. Mom does and we have a house elf and a guy who comes in to do the most of it. He seems to enjoy it." He led her out and to the next room, opening the door and slipping in after her. "Obvious I know. It's the only room with pictures from the o--" he suddenly c0cked his head and peeked out the door and then turned suddenly.

Catching her around the middle with his strong arm he pulled her suddenly behind a cabinet behind the door, finger to her lips and just barely in time as the door opened and a house elf crossed the room to another door which was on the kitchen side. His heart was going like a trip hammer for a moment and then he took her hand and led her back into the hall rapidly and down the hall. Hesitating at the top of the stairs he listened and faintly heard movement below. Tugging on her hand he led her rapidly to a small stair and up it to a very different room saying quietly "Guest room. Was mine till I was ten. I think I hear him coming up to get breakfast started, we'll give them just a moment and then slip past..."

A glance at her taking in the room and he smiled. "Moroccan style."

ALLEANA LEI MOON

[ALLEANA LEI MOON]

She nodded. "Its been around since the 1200s or so" she told him. She hesitated, a slightly rueful look in her eyes, "some of my family was...into some pretty dark stuff a few generations ago. They liked their privacy." An under-statement, but there was really no need to go into detail, especially when Ally didn't know a lot about it herself. She smiled, thinking it was sweet that they loved each other enough to want to put so much into a house that reminded them of it. She'd never admit it, but it kind of made her wonder how exactly Cameron had turned out the way he was, not that she supposed she had much room to talk. She listened to his explanation of room placements and smirked. "I'm impressed" she grinned. "And here I was only exploring the island for buried treasure and secrets at that age." She'd never been allowed into anything truly dangerous, but it had been a thrill to go looking nonetheless. "And obviously you won, so there's that."

She thought about that, let it sink in. This was a very private part of his world that few had ever seen. It warmed something deep inside her suddenly, the thought of being here, and how much they'd both risked to do it. She continued thinking on it as they moved on to the kitchen, and shook her head at him when he confessed his lack of cullinary skills. "You should learn" she told him. "Its a lot of fun once you get the hang of it. Actually, its a lot of fun even if you don't have the hang of it." Some of her early creations had been decidedly inedible, but they'd been a blast to experiment with, emphasis on 'blast'. He paused mid-sentence and she was about to ask him what was wrong when he grabbed her, pressing a finger to his lips. She understood suddenly that he had heard someone, and that the risk of being caught had just risen exponentially. She went silent, and very still. Her heart raced, and for once it had nothing to do with the fact she was pressed so close to him. Risk of getting caught was fun, actually getting busted for something like this was not an option. While the piece of paper in her pocket might get her out of trouble with the school, she doubted it would impress his parents.

She took a deep breath and held it as he guided her down the hallways and into another room. She exhaled slowly and grinned. "Nice" she glanced around. "It makes me wonder what your room is like if this is the one you gave up." She hadn't meant to bring it up, but it was true. She nodded at his comment, it was very Morrocan style in design. She barely registered what he said about changing rooms again, caught up in studying the details of the one they were in now. "I guess they'd mind if they found me napping in here" she observed, "but it does look like a great place for a nap." Though, in point of fact, she couldn't have napped right now if she tried, heart still racing from their near-miss a few moments before. She turned to grin at him "How many elves did you say you had again?" She had played hide-and-go-seek with ghosts as a child, but elves were new, and the stakes were higher. "At least they can't pass through walls" she observed.

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Lyrics: Stay the Night - Zedd & Hayley Wiliams
Thoughts: Hate.

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He smirked with his face turned away form her. Dark magic, he knew there was a reason she had seemed a good choice from the get go. "Dark magic? Yeah, my parents aren't into that so much, my grandfather is an auror. He stops by to check on me every once in awhile. But when it's around I suspect they do like their privacy as well as no muggle stuff. Probably explains it. They certainly don't cover the magic to block electronics in school, must be some old magic." Her comment had him smile as he remember back to the carefully childlike argument about what would be best for all concerned.

"Well I don't have pirates in my family and you probably had more rooms to switch between in the first place," he said remembering her home, "I only had one possible which my sister had already been told no to, so I had to think for awhile at that age to think what to do." And had a reputation for nudity as well which helped a lot. "I had good timing as well, they had just been embarrassed by me going to the neighbors in the nude so they sort of wanted me more out of sight in the first place." he grinned as he glanced at her with a wink and the they were interrupted.

In the safety of the tower room he chuckled a bit more. "Oh you'll see why I think I traded up. This stuff used to be out there. I get to live outside." When he thought it was clear enough he motioned her to follow and slipped down the steps and then they went back to the main stairs, Cameron catching her hand to make sure she stayed with him and at the bottom he circled under them to the back. Listening at the door a moment he said softly " One elf only. Once we're out back were much better off for awhile, in the house it stays dangerous till my parents leave for whatever adventure today is."

Slipping through the family room without stopping he led her out back and pointed around the side of the back pool away from the upper windows. Around the side of it they hurried, him checking the windows behind them every few seconds as they approached the wall. As he passed inside it he tugged her towards some stairs on the back of it leading down behind the house and stopped at the top of them when they were just out of visible sight. Looking at her with a flushed face and dancing eyes he grinned widely. "So far so excellent! What did you think of the back yard? Pretty nice place in the summers I have to say. The few guests we had back them must have really felt being moved from back here to upstairs a real drop in status. Thankfully I never cared."

Pulling her closer he put his face inches from hers and whispered not because of fear of being overheard but of excitement "Ready for the finale? This I know you will love!" Pointing down the stairs under the glass roof that was just visible to walk under halfway down the stairs he let her lead. As they turned the corner enough she could see the courtyard they were descending to and he wondered what she was thinking realizing what his room was...

ALLEANA LEI MOON

[ALLEANA LEI MOON]

She listened as he spoke of his family and nodded. "There aren't any dark wizards in this generation, but I do have an aunt who's in politics, and isn't that kind of the same?" Aunt Brier was the head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, still a moutful in Ally's opinion. She shrugs, "who doesn't like privacy?" she asked, though it was a rarity in her house, she sometimes hid out in the attic for extended periods, or on some secluded corner of the island. She loved her family, but their chaos interfered with hers at points. She looked thoughtful for a moment. "I don't think its so much that they used magic specifically to prevent muggle electronics, more that too much of it makes them go haywire." She'd learned that the hard way early on while doing some not-so-parentally-approved tinkering.

"What's wrong with pirates?" She smirked, thinking of her father, and maybe a bit of herself as well. A nod as she thinks about that. "There are a ton, but I don't have access to a lot of them." It was one of the reasons she looked forward to getting older. "It has a lot of secrets, rooms that have been sealed off for centuries. Who knows what's in those?" She gave him a wide-eyed, semi-disbelieving look. "You...what? Seriously?" She didn't have to go far in her imagination to picture that, though the image was more current than the one he spoke of. She grinned. "Can't say I've ever done that, but I do have an Aunt Charlotte who prefers to go around everywhere in her underwear, bit awkward at family get-togethers and such." She loved all of her aunts and uncles, but she was the first to admit they were a bit nuts. She hadn't realized how much so until she'd come to school, where it had become quickly apparent that the Silver-Moons' reputation far preceeded them. It was still nothing compared to what her grandmother had done all on her own. Sharing that surname would have been huge for her in Slytherin, she gathered, in Gryffindor she found it rather scared people.

"Outside?" she looks at him surprised. She could see why the privacy might appeal, but it was still unexpected somehow, maybe because he was a Slytherin and the house sort of gave the impression its members preferred to live underground. She smirked, "that's a little...bright for you isn't it?" She followed him quietly until they had reached the main staircase again. He took her hand and she wrapped her fingers around his. He'd done that a lot today, she noticed, though she guessed under the circumstances it was sort of necessary. Still, it got her wondering what it might have been like to date him for real. A pointless thought for several reasons, she mused, but it was there, tugging at the back of her mind like a persistant child who wanted something just out of reach. It was a bit of a rush, she thought, sneaking around this way. It thrilled her, and when he spoke, she smirked. "I don't mind dangerous" she told him, with a pointed look as though that should be obvious.

As they continued through the house and to the outside, she marveled at the rooms they passed through. Excellent taste, she thought silently, impressive even. When they reached the outside, she eyed the pool enviously. "I wish we had one of these" she murmured, but they continued on, and she followed him to a set of stairs, distracted by the surroundings as they passed. When they paused, she grinned. "Its impressive, I've got to admit. I'm very jealous of that pool." An amused look at his guest comment. "Of course not, first come first serve, right?" He took what he wanted, she knew, with very little concern for how it might affect others. Something about that thought nagged at her, but she banished it for the moment. Now was not the time to get wrapped up in Cameron's inner workings. She was here to enjoy herself, and she was, that was what mattered.

He pulled her close and she smirked at him, eyes sparking with a mischief charged with the adrenaline of all that had happened that morning. It was, as Ally would learn later in life, a dangerous combination in her. His room, she knew without having to guess, still when she turned the corner, she almost stumbled, eyes going wide. "This is...your room?" It was like having his own oasis within the oasis. Okay, she was definitely jealous. She turned toward him at the foot of the stairs. "This is....incredible" she murmured. "Wow..."

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He snorted at the politics bit before remembering where he was. "Ministry, yeah that fits." He rolled his eyes at her. "I was talking abut your place? you said you had pirates in your family?" Sealed away for centuries... Yeah, that might be both fascinating and scary to go through. "Yep. Always been very confident about my skin. Went next door to complain about their dog, naked. Sort of freaked them out a bit. Worked great for me getting my own space though."

He nodded about her aunt, though it sounded rather sexy if done right. "I can imagine..." Her surprise about the outdoors made him frown. "Bright? Earth to Ally, I swim in the Lake everyday, I'm outside fairly frequently..." Taking her hand he led her down and outside, chuckling very softly at the dangerous part. As she spoke about the pool he nodded till they got out of sight and them spoke up. "I can imagine you would live in it somewhat..." He wished he could guarantee the house empty; her naked in a pool would be fun to see.

Still, her near-stumble on the stairs was worth the moment to him and he spoke slightly louder now. "Oh yes," with a lot of satisfaction in his voice. Catching her around the waist he turned her pointing first at the fountain, then the closets, then the bed which they walked towards. "I told you you would be jealous! Now the fountain echoes up to the top so no one can hear what is said or even shouted down here, the closets all pull out so I just keep everythign I have in there really, and the bed has the effect like being on a boat or a hammock which I love by the way. But come here and sit while I show you the best part..."

Once he led her to the bed and he motioned for her to feel free, he lit his wand and showed her his last pictures, they were entitled Suffering, Valentine's, Hooknose, Cyber, and Need for Contact with a small tag under each. They show a varying degree of skill, but are all mostly illustrated drawings rather then fully paint or pencil. The last is most prominently placed showing his own satisfaction with it. "These are all mine, the last one is my favorite. Mind you, not the best skill in the world, but they show something nearly no one has seen, a lot like this room." He sat down beside her on the bed causing the rocking to begin, while his legs dangled over the side.

ALLEANA LEI MOON

[ALLEANA LEI MOON]

She smirked. "It does. Aunt Brier's awesome, but my cousins swear she's scary when she gets mad." Her eyes take on a more mischievous glint. "Some. Dad's mom always called him her pirate boy, and everyone says I'm just like him so..." She looks proud. "I'm not as good at the pick pocketing and the slight of hand, but..." The smirk widened slightly as she held up the small amulet she'd lifted off of him and pulled a face at him. "What is this exactly?" She held it out to him to take. "Something I picked up from dad, though like I said he's much better at it. He's had a lot more time to practice." She could see it, a little too vividly actually. "That...why doesn't that surprise me even a little?" she asked, more thinking out loud than actually speaking to him. She shook her head. As she looked around though, she sighed. "It obviously ended well for you though. This amazing."

She laughed, rolled her eyes at his lake comment. "I was teasing Cam. I think its kind of ironic really. Don't snakes like the sun?" She snorts softly. "I'm very aware of how much time you spend in the lake, I'm there for some of it, remember?" She shook her head, but allowed him to take her head, and nodded emphatically when he spoke about her and the pool. "You have no idea" she agreed almost mournfully, an odd inflection in Ally's normally bright voice. "But I can make due with the ocean" she added, reminding herself this was a one time thing, and it was likely she'd never see this particular pool again, much less actually swim in it. The thought was an unwelcome one, and she banished it quickly, but the feeling lingered a moment longer, sending something like a dull ache through her. She took a deep breath, reminded herself that that was why this trip was important. It was an ending of sorts, yes, but that was all the more reason to enjoy it while it lasted...to the fullest.

"That's...handy" It was all she could think to say. There were very few reasons he could have chosen to bring up that particular point. Privacy was one thing, but the comment about volume...She shook her head, telling herself she was making assumptions as she obliged, situating herself on the edge of his bed and crossing her legs. It rocked gently with her weight and her movements, and she shifted a bit more to test the way it moved. The resulting effect earned a grin as she watched him light his wand. Eyes falling on the pictures, she looked from them to him and back again. It made sense now, why these were private. They were...him, at least she would have guessed as much based on what she saw. It was one in the middle that caught her attention, however. 'Valentine's' it was called, and it took her a moment to realize why. She stood, approached the wall, staring at the picture as though it might change at any second. "This....this one is me..." she murmured softly, confused. "Well, not me, but..." She turned her body to focus on him. "The face I used the night we went to London..." Her eyes clearly implored him to explain, not quite sure what to do with this information, unsure how to feel about the strange feelings that coursed through her at the realization.

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Outfit: here
Lyrics: Red - Taylor Swift
Notes: Sigh.

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So he had bedded and seduced a pirate's daughter for a month? And she clearly still desired him? His ego swelled even more. The idea of tempting her farther, getting her to offer herself to him again in this most private of places appealed greatly to him, causing him to increase unconsciously his own pheromones as well. Victim chosen she might be, but anytime one could trick a girl into giving you everything that was important to her was worthy of desire and appreciation as well! And he very much wanted her again, to feel that power over her, mentally and physically, feel her desire like some sort of drug.

"Ha, so you are a Pirate's daughter then. Somehow that sounds entirely fitting..." 'Saucy wench' he didn't say but hardly needed to. Even now she teased without realizing it! "Ah! It's a charm, makes sure certain things you have enjoyed work...better then others." He slipped his hand under it, scooping it back as sh offered it knowing like his body, this was a very personal thing that probably only one other would ever handle. It wasn't magic but a tribal superstition in one of the languages he had studied.

He didn't believe in superstition, but he didn't feel it could hurt either...

"Oh I revel in it, trust me! I've managed to embarrass my parents enough they rarely even come here to avoid social mistakes which bother them, my own way of guaranteeing privacy." he took the teasing, glad she was comfortable with him as he had worked hard to assure, get her unconsciously used to his touch, his presence, his smell. She probably wasn't even conciously aware of it now how she let him do as he wanted with her, let his hands rest where ever he wanted. Alas, another few months and there would have been no turning back for her and he could have gotten his parents to contract her.

Yes, she would have made a very pleasing and obedient wife eventually had he turned his mind to making it that way, he was sure. She was already bending to his will in many things, but it was not to be. Damn his parents!

Cameron liked having things his way.

And she noticed his painting, not of her but of her. In it he had showed her thoughts as he wanted them, that even from a distance she would be thinking about it, delving on it, till he brought her back again as he had thought at the time. As she reacted and her eyes grew wider, he stepped up beside her, sliding an arm around her waist as he held her eyes, wanting her to believe things which she was quite willing and was already thinking of... which were not true of course. Cameron was a user, but a careful one, arranging things as he wanted to the best of his ability.

"Is it that hard to believe, Ally love?" he said whisper soft, pretending the delicacy the situation required. "My parents can only contract my obedience and my body, not my heart." he kissed her neck, that spot between shoulder and neck which he had taught her to enjoy very much. Working his way across her jaw he said just loud enough for her ears "There is a time in every man's life when he chooses what he would like to do and if not for reality not being in my hands, you would be mine in a way no other woman ever would be..."

And that was entirely true. Truth, he had long learned, could be said many ways to ring true and as he kissed her lips softly, he knew he was teasing her heart into entirely believing him to, bringing forth her utmost desire to be his, to give herself to him, to voluntarily seal her fate to him if he should so command her to follow him if he so chose...

ALLEANA LEI MOON

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She enjoyed, on some level, being able to embrace that side of herself a bit more. Some of it was natural, some of it learned, but the fact remained that Alleana had inherited certain unmistakable traits from her father. She knew it because every time she did something particularly fun, her mother called her 'your daughter' to her father. Though she knew it was meant in a scolding way, she couldn't help being somewhat pleased. While she didn't approve of some of the things she knew her family must have done over the centuries, she liked her heritage. It was...different...unique, and that always appealed to Ally. Always. She liked the way it made people look at her differently, especially the way Cameron was looking at her now. It was that slightly surprised look mixed with...She smirked, feeling his desire for her like a physical pull. She had done that, had made a boy who could have anyone want her badly enough to bring her here despite his impending engagement. Though she would never admit it to anyone, it thrilled her, the power of it, of wanting and being wanted.

A nod and she grinned proudly. "Yes" and there were some days she felt more pirate than not in her own right, but she didn't add that part. It was, as she'd learned from several family members, best never to completely show your hand so to speak. She was smart enough to know that Cameron enjoyed playing the game at least as much as she did, and it was never wise, when playing any game, to reveal all of your pieces if you could help it. "I've heard dad calmed down a lot when he met my mother, but he's still pretty cool." It kept her getting away with much at home, since he often knew how she thought, but she envied the ease with which he used all of the skills he had. For her father, it was easy, a natural part of being him. Ally still had to try, to concentrate on certain things, certain facets and skills. She would get better though, she was sure of it. She looked amused, but also curious as he accepted the charm back from her. "It looks like a totem almost" she observed. Definitely superstitious in nature, which surprised her. Cameron seemed like the time to believe in making his own luck.

She laughed, "that's one way to do it I guess." There was obviously a wide gap between Cameron and his parents, she realized. She couldn't really empathize with having parents who wanted different things for her than Ally wanted for herself. They wanted her to be happy. A bit safer than she sometimes liked maybe, but ultimately happy, and it wasn't like she couldn't get around most things by going to her grandmother for loopholes. It was amazing what she could get away with with Lindsay Moon's "supervision". Cameron was a risk she'd taken on her own, one of several, though possibly the most dangerous one, though she was hesitant to acknowledge that fact. The feel of him so close, warm and present in this space that was entirely his...it pulsed through her almost like a drumbeat. He had wanted her, badly enough to risk a lot to bring her here, into his world. He had said something once, near the beginning, about offering the right bait. What would it be like, she wondered, to have someone like Cameron 'falling over himself' to be with her? She smirked.

The paintings though, the vulnerability in them, and then, as her eyes found one of her many faces hanging unassuming on his wall. She stared at it for a long time, wondering if it might disappear if she looked long enough. She had chosen her appearance carefully that night, hoping to avoid getting caught by someone in her exceptionally large family, several of whom lived in London. Where Ally had been excited that night, full of life and mischief, the girl in the picture was...wistful There was an almost-longing in her expression, the way she held herself. Why had he drawn this? He came up behind her, his arm slipping around her waist easily and she leaned into him almost without realizing she'd done so. 'Ally-love'...he didn't call her that. In fact they largely avoided that word like the plague. It wasn't in their collective vocabulary to use very often period, much less with each other.

She didn't answer for a long breath, still staring in mixed confusion and wonder at the drawing on the wall, when she did, the response surprised her. "Yes actually" she murmured, Still, when he continues, she turns to focus on him fully, cutting the drawing out of her vision. "We don't believe in love, remember Cam?" The words, though she'd meant them to sound teasing, come out more hesitant, thoughtful. Was he saying he loved her? Did she love him? She looked up and into his eyes, searched them. It didn't matter now, she reminded herself. However she felt, he was on the verge of spending the rest of his life tied to someone else. "Maybe, but..." but the words were lost when he kissed her neck and she closed her eyes. "Cam..." she whispered, half-warning, half-plea to continue, and never quite sure which won out. His lips at her throat, and then as they continued, built anticipation easily, as though her body had been hardwired to want him, to expect of him the kind of experiences he'd already given her.

He spoke softly, almost tenderly, and her eyes flew to his, searching them for some sign of teasing, some hint at deception, but there was none. He meant it. He meant it. Could he possibly mean what it sounded like me meant. "You...would...?" But that was as far as she got before emotion won out, as it nearly always did with Ally. She kissed him, soft and deep with her body pressed to his and her heart, beating fast with half-thought realizations.

An offering.

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Lyrics: I Knew You Were Trouble - Taylor Swift
Notes: And we're back to HATE.

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He grinned, shrugged as it went back into a pocket. "Think of it more like a good luck charm. After all, it can't hurt. And there's nothing magic about it from what I see." And he knew his parents weren't bad people, but they didn't think the same way as he did, he knew this. His sister, though he loved her, had been much more the obedient daughter then he was the dutiful son, but he did all they asked. They had no idea how much he was different then they thought. They were his parents, of course, so he still loved them.

"Not my fault they are stuck on old fashioned values and morals. I try to educate them to opening their minds up more to other viewpoints, but they do not learn very well." He smiled; nudity was a weapon really, something to make people uncomfortable with. They had fallen for their parent's belief that even though everyone stared the same way, clothes somehow made things better besides in just temperatures. In a way it was a very limited way of thinking. "If everyone went around nude, the world would be a much more open place for certain."

When he asked her about whether it was so hard to imagine, her answer didn't exactly surprise him. She was a stubborn type and he should always expect that. "Inflexible thinking on your part, dearheart, to think people are only one way. You know better then that." She questioned him about love and he slipped one hand up the side of her cheek, cupping it closely. "I wouldn't say believe so much as trust, Ally, in what you know and can depend on. You know I won't hurt you, you trust me to protect you, and you are freer because of it. By trusting in me you know your back is covered, you can do more while I support you."

He knew while she didn't so much trust in love, she did know he wold keep her safe and he capitalized on that. She had come to him for the first time, knowing she could trust him. She let him teach her, knowing she could trust him. She slept in his bed and let him in hers, because she trusted him. And now he could stretch that trust a bit more. She accept his touch, let him do far more then she should because of that trust mixed with experience. She knew he would give her pleasure she expected and would teach her new pleasure in the process. And that was the key to Ally, trust. He had proven himself to her often enough she relaxed automatically to him, let him guide her where he wanted her to go.

His bed, for instance, she wouldn't resist that he knew.

But she needed to be distracted more then physically, she needed to be confused in her mind enough to just give in and take the easy way. His words, carefully chosen gave her an illusion she was caught off guard by and in that moment, he slipped through her guard and she let him. In the moment she gave in to take the route which appeared most easy, most pleasurable to her, she unwittingly gave him what he wanted from her and he took it, taking her down across the bed as she opened herself up to him. He took his time, as always, the well skilled hands of a master craftsman in bringing about what she expected and desired from him.

Meeting those expectations and exceeding them was part of the payment and he made sure this was a session she wouldn't forget, time after time over the next hour and a half, bringing her to the point repeatedly as few could. And when he finished with her and lay spent beside her, she was extremely pleased he knew, confident in what his half-fibs had created in her mind, giving him belief in the crafted illusion. Yes, he had led her down the primrose path and she had accepted, but he had never forced her to, she had chosen to give him herself entirely of herself and that was far more precious. And more solid a foundation as well for the future.

"Ally..." he whispered in her ear as she lay across him, enjoying the last few moments of internal pleasure, "my beautiful pirate, what a treasure you are indeed! I am privileged to be here, to have you in such an intimate moment. I promise you I shall not forget this for a very long time." He breathed in her ear, very self-confident and pleased with her performance; she had not held back much at all and he had striven to make it immeasurably sweet in return. His fingers traced her skin, seemingly appreciative and graceful, but in reality possessive. She was his gem, his perfect young lady and he would miss being able to have her in his hands.

"I think you should take that picture with you, Alleana," he said as he caressed her frame with his rough fingers, "to remember this moment. Would you like that?" A stronger tie to help her remember who her master really was, the one who had caressed her first, kissed her first, touched her heart first.

ALLEANA LEI MOON