By the stroke of midnight {Chase}

[Emily Prescott]

Emily was excited, and having more fun that she had at the last ball that was for darn sure. As of right now no one seemed to be all high on love potion, at least she hoped not. Really she was just taking comfort in the fact she hadn't seen two guys making out, so as of right now it looked like Chase and Lachlan hadn't ingested anything they shouldn't. Laughing softly to herself she shook her head, easily gliding through the crowd, she didn't know who the people she was dancing with were. Their identities remained hidden beneath their masks, adding to the thrill of the night.

As she moved her eyes scanned the crowd hoping to see her boy-friend, wondering if she'd in fact be able to tell who he was behind the mask, would he recognize her? He hadn't found her yet and they were now drawing closer to mid-night, when the masks would be getting removed. Emily sincerely hoped he found her before then, if not he lost out on his surprise. Emily had a special...shall we say...after party planned for just the two of them in the Room of Requirements. She'd already visited the room earlier that day and made sure everything was just perfect, though if Chase failed to find her before the clock struck twelve, they both lost out.

It was all a game.

She'd been planning this night all week, and it was strange how excited she was about it, considering it was meant to be a surprise valentines gift for Chase. Laughing softly, she allowed herself to be twirled around by an unknown male before they began to move with the crowd again. "Clocks ticking Chase..." she whispered, unable to wipe the smile from her beautifully painted red lips.

[Chase Connors]

A Night of Expectations...

Chase had no idea who any one was tonight, and he had no idea what Emily was wearing, either. He wanted to find her… By god did he want to find her… But… how? Where did he start? He could start by looking out for blonde hair but considering how much trouble that had got him into at the Halloween Ball, he didn't think that would be quite such a good idea this time.

His eyes roamed slowly across the hall from where he stood near the drinks table. Most people were up and dancing and very few were sitting down at the tables around the room. Of those that were, even fewer were eating even though food was provided tonight. Maybe they'd eaten earlier? Maybe they were eating later when they found who they were looking for? Who knew…

With a sigh, Chase finished off the last of his drink and placed the empty cup back down on the table. If Emily was out there and dancing, then the only way he was going to have a chance of finding her was by dancing too. He took a deep breath and slipped into the crowd, being pulled into the fray of dancers and immediately hands on his waist. He looked back, noticing someone in a rather more covering mask than everyone else around the room, but still, he obliged, joining the dance easily. For a few minutes he dance with whoever the masked girl was but before the song had even finished both of them were moving off, heading separate ways into the crowd.

Chase moved quickly and easily from person to person as he danced and he searched the faces behind the masks, or what he could see of them. Some were so clearly not Emily it was impossible to even consider the possibility, but others? Other's he was caught. No… her jaw line wasn't right… Her nose was too angular… Her eyes were the wrong color… Her laugh was too shrill… She was to short…

Damn it where was Emily?

Chase had no idea how long he'd been there dancing but he really wasn't having much luck. Maybe she was sitting down somewhere? There were tables all over the other half of the hall and there were plenty of people sitting down. He'd spent so long on the dance floor half of the room looking for her that he'd neglected to even scour the seating area.

It was only as Chase started towards the edge of the dancing crowd that the flock seemed to move just right, and something - someone, caught his eye. Atop, he noticed blonde curls and that was enough to get him thinking. As soon as he'd seen her, the crowd moved in again and she was gone. "Damn it…"

Chase searched over the heads in the crowd, searching for any sign of her. Damn it if that wasn't her… he only had a few minutes left till midnight! "Damn it Emily… where are you?" He muttered to himself as he pushed through the crowds.

A slower song started and several of the dancing pairs broke apart and headed off the dance floor, but it was a lot less people than Chase would have expected. It seemed like everyone else had found their other halves already… Now was the perfect chance to look for that silvery-blue dress again and find out once and for all whether it was who he was looking for or not…

There!

She seemed to be heading slowly away from the dance floor… That was a good sign, right? That meant she hadn't found whoever and that meant there were high chanced of it being Emily, didn't it? He'd sharp find out. Chase weaved quickly around the last few people before he was finally behind the girl in question. The closer his got the more surer he was that this was indeed Emily.

He softly, but sharply jabbed her sides, in the way one often did that made people who weren't expecting it flinch, or jump - gave them a shock at least. His hands then rested securely on her wait and a grin spread across his face. He recognized these curves - unmistakably Emily.

"Boo… saved your life." He whispered close behind her ear.

[Emily Prescott]

People had begun to partner off, obviously having figured out who their better half was, or simply having found someone they liked. Either way Emily was beginning to lose hope that Chase would find her in time, one glance at the clock told her as much. There was only a couple minutes left to mid-night, then the masks would be coming off and the mystery of the night would be gone.

Releasing a small, soft sigh she began to slowly make her way off the the dance floor, not sure where she was going, but being surrounded by all those couples whilst you stood alone wasn't too much fun. Before she managed to get to far though something jabbed her in the side, causing her to jump in surprise. Yet before she could turn to see the culprit, she felt two strong hands wrap securely on her waist and she smiled, not needing to look to see who it was.

"Boo… saved your life."

It was Chase. The whisper merely confirmed it, and she bit down on her lip smiling as she looked around, turning her body around to face him. As she did, she let her eyes flicker to the clock and she shook her head, tutting in mock disappointment "A couple more minutes left till midnight and you've only just found me..." she said, sighing softly, her fingers tapping gently against his chest. "Have to admit Mr Connors I'm sorely disappointed in your detective skills." she said, a small smile tugging at her lips as she looked at him. He did look incredibly handsome tonight there was no missing that.

"I'm suddenly wondering whether or not you deserve your prize..." she said thoughtfully, tapping her beautifully painted red lip with her index finger. After a week of preparation and building up enough confidence, she sure as hell was going to make sure he got his present tonight, but where was the fun of letting him off so easily. Smiling she leaned in close to him, leaning up causing her body to brush sensually with the front of his, as she tilted her head, "Do you think you deserve what I have in store for you...?" she asked Chase, whispering in his ear, before pressing a soft kiss to a sensitive spot of skin below his ear, and pulling away, putting that little bit of distance back between them. Her eyes remained locked on his as she smiled, biting down on her lip and arching her eyebrow as she awaited his answer.

[Chase Connors]

"A couple more minutes left till midnight and you've only just found me...Have to admit Mr Connors I'm sorely disappointed in your detective skills."

Chase leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Emily's lips as she turned in his arms. "Well, at least I found you and not Elena again, huh?" He gave her a cheeky grin and a wink. He'd spotted Elena before - at least he thought it was her, but he wasn't anywhere near her. With the other girls he'd danced with he'd noticed almost instantly when they weren't who he was looking for.

Chase raised an eyebrow as his arms tightened around her waist. "And what prize would that be?" Now this sounded good. Emily always seemed to be able to surprise him. Every time he thought he had her figured out she'd do something and he'd be blown away again.

Emily leaned close to him and pressed against him, and he could feel something stirring with expectation inside of him. He knew exactly how he wanted this night to end, but he wanted to know what Emily had in mind first.

"Do you think you deserve what I have in store for you...?"

Emily whispered in his ear before kissing below his ear, and Chase felt an involuntary shiver run through him. Damn... how did she manage to stir that sort of reaction from him?

Their eyes locked and Chase could see her questioning look as she waited for his answer. His response was to lean in and press his lips to hers, putting his answer into the kiss itself. He ran his tongue sensually over her bottom lip, seeking entrance and wasted no time in allowing their tongues to engage in a fierce battle for dominance. For a while, Chase just kept kissing her and feeling his reaction to her increase with each minute. He pulled back slowly, regretting it. "Does that answer your question?"

Behind him, someone shouted for everyone to get ready to remove their masks and start the countdown from 10 to 1. Chase grinned at Emily. "Wanna get out of here?"

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[Emily Prescott]

At the mention of Elena Haworth's name, Emily fought to respond. He was teasing she knew that but Emily hated any mention of that girl who'd beena thorn in her side for five years. Tonight was about Emily and Chase, and this would be their first, and hopefully not their last Valentine's Day together, she wasn't going to allow anything or anyone to spoil it. She'd felt his body respond from the whisper, and the kiss below his ear and couldn't fight back the smile at being able to elicit such a reaction from him.

Chase though, did not answer her question vocally. Instead he pressed his lips against hers, causing her to sigh softly, her hands running up to his shoulders, using them as anchor to hold herself up. There was something stirring inside of her now, anticipation, nervousness, excitement, a need for something she was sure only he could help her with. As their tongues danced, their bodies pressed together, Emily was sure, even if just for a moment, that they were the only two people in the world. She never wanted the kiss to end, as far as she was concerned it could go on forever but to her disappointment Chase pulled away, causing a pout to form on her lips.

"Does that answer your question?"

She smiled and leaned up to press her lips against his softly, hearing the call out for a countdown to midnight. Looking back at Chase she smiled again, he'd read her mind. She wanted out of here now, "Let's go handsome." she said, threading their fingers together as she took a step back away from him, winked, turned on her heel and began to lead him off the dance floor and towards the doors. All around them people began calling out, ready to remove their masks.

Ten

Her stomach twisted nervously, though a flicker of excitement ran through her as they weaved their way through the crowd.

Nine

Looking over her shoulder to Chase she smiled, biting down on her lip and releasing a slow breath as she looked away.

Eight...Seven...

Tonight had taken a lot of preparation on her part, not just setting everything up but, building up enough confidence, what she had planned was way out of character for her and she just hoped Chase liked or at least enjoyed it...as they neared the doors she looked at her boy-friend again and smiled, "Do you remember where we had our first date?" she asked him over the chorus of voices as they approached the doors.

[Chase Connors]

Six

Chase looked at Emily with a grin. "How could I forget?" Considering all the effort Chase had gone through to set up that night he wasn't about to forget a minute of it. He'd set up a trail for Emily to follow of notes and riddle-like instructions. She walked the length of the school and back before she finally reached the room of requirements where he'd set up the room to a slightly corny, romantic view.

Five

The voices were getting louder and louder as everyone counted down the final few seconds till the masks came off. Chase grabbed Emily's hand and pulled her into a run for the stairs.

Four

The hit the stairs at a run and Chase looked back over his shoulder at Emily to grin at her. She seemed to be doing okay at keeping up, so he kept going, aiming for the top of the first flight of stairs and onto the main landing by time the clock struck.

Three

Halfway there... they could make this. Chase didn't say anything, just kept moving.

Two

So close... and then they'd be at the top.

One

Chase hit the top step and spun, pulling Emily up and into his arms before reaching for her mask. He leaned in close to her ear.

"Zero."

He made easy work of her mask, tugging it out of the way, then waiting till his was off before he leaned in to pull Emily into another fierce kiss. Even as he did so he started to walk backwards, tugging Emily along with him. He wanted to keep moving in the direction of the Room of Requirements to see what this 'surprise' she had in store was, yet at the same time, he didn't want to stop kissing her.

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[Emily Prescott]

Emily smiled brightly when Chase confirmed he did remember. How could he forget indeed? It had been a magical, beautiful and at least for Emily a life changing night. He'd gone all out to make the night special and in so many ways it had been. Had they moved incredibly fast....probably...but she wouldn't change any of it anymore. Emily was happy, happier than she'd been in a very long time and it was thanks to the guy with her now.

Five

Before Emily could do anything, Chase held onto her hand tightly and pulled her into a run toward the stairs, barely giving her time to bunch her dress up with her hand ever so slightly in order not to trip.

Four...Three...Two...

They were running quickly, even Emily surprised herself at being able to keep up wearing the heels she was. She silently thanked the elves for their help in giving her the spell to make her heels feel like sneakers. When Chase looked over his shoulder at her and shot her one of his knee wobbling smiles, Emily found she was returning it. Laughing softly she shook her head, as they ran up the stairs and she glanced over her shoulder to see if anyone was watching them.

Seeing no one, which was lucky, Emily turned back around in time to come to a quick halt in front of Chase, who had spun around and pulled her into his arms. Both of them were breathless, and she was sure he could hear her heart pounding against her chest, or at least feel it against his own, but Chase said nothing, only leaned into her, his lips brushing against her ear "Zero" he whispered.

He removed her mask and his own before pulling her into a fierce kiss she surrendered to instantly, her hands resting against his chest, applying slight pressure. He began to move backwards and Emily smiled into the kiss, it seemed even though they had to move, he, like her, was reluctant to break apart. Though she knew they had to, especially before they got inside the Room of Requirements. Opening her eyes, she spotted the door and smiled again, pulling back from the kiss when Chase's back collided with the wall. "There's one requirement needed in order for you to be allowed into the room..." she said, pressing her lips against his again before breaking it, and taking a step back, putting distance between them.

Biting down on her lip she gave him a flirty smile and reached for something behind her back, something she'd had hidden in one of the many hidden pockets of her dress. Holding it up in the space between them she tilted her head to the side, "Time to put the blindfold on babe... she said, taking a step towards him again, holding the black material between both her hands.

[Chase Connors]

Chase didn't want to break the kiss between them, but he had a feeling that there was more to this 'prize' that just a make out session, and in order to find out what Emily had planning for him, they'd need to release each other. Sure enough, his back connected with the wall next to the door and Emily pulled away slightly.

"There's one requirement needed in order for you to be allowed into the room..."

Emily stepped back and moved away from his as she said it, and Chase just stayed where he was, back to the wall, watching curiously. He ran the back of his hand over his mouth and glanced at the back of it, not surprised to see the smears from Emily's lipstick there. As usual, the way she bit down on her lip elicited a low groan from him. Didn't she know by now that she drove him crazy when she did that?

Chase's eyes were still glued to her lips and it took a moment before he noticed the thing she held between them. His eyebrows shot up as he realized what it was and his eyes darted up to her, an amused smile tugged at his lips.

"Time to put the blindfold on babe..."

A wicked grin spread across his face as Emily moved closer to him again. His voice dropped to a lower, more seductive tone as she neared. "Kinky... this is starting to sound like my kind of fun, babe." He winked and let his hands go back to her waist. Already he could feel something stirring in him with expectation. What was she up to?

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[Emily Prescott]

Emily knew exactly what she was doing when she bit down on her lip. They’d been together a few months now and she’d learned pretty quickly that the best way to get a reaction from him was to do it. Though if she was honest with herself, nine times out of ten it was an unconscious action, a habit she rarely realized she was doing. Reaching a hand up, she wiped away the remainder of her lipstick from his face and laughed softly, ”Sorry about that babe.” she said, winking at him as she once again held the blindfold up.

Chase had an amused smile on his face as he looked from it and back to her, though as she drew closer that smile took on a more wicked style, one that mirrored Emily’s own. "Kinky... this is starting to sound like my kind of fun, babe." he said, his tone seductive as she returned his wink. Reaching up she made quick work of tying the blindfold around his eyes, effectively blind cutting off one of his main senses. His hands were on her waist as she leaned up to his hear, ”Oh trust me...this...is nothing compared to what I have in store for you.” she whispered, nipping at the sensitive skin below his ear, before pulling away completely and threading her fingers with his.

”Do you trust me?” she asked, already moving back towards the doors feeling a strange sense of power as she guided her blinded boy-friend. Looking around once more, determining they were in fact alone, she turned and pushed open the door to the Room of Requirements, leading Chase inside before she quickly closed the door back over, locking it. For a moment she stayed rooted to her spot her eyes sweeping through the room to make sure everything was still the same.

The room was large and spacious, with candles spread out all along the outer edges providing a soft romantic glow to the room and upon entry your senses were assaulted with the warmth, and scent of the room. Jasmine and Ylang Ylang. Two, very different scents alternating throughout the room. The walls had been lined with black and red drapes, which were thankfully barely visible in this lightening and like before, they offered a rounded sort of shape to the room. The ceiling had been charmed to look like the night sky, with shooting stars appearing every so often. There at the back off the room was a huge, four poster canopy king size bed, covered in red silk and satin sheets. Next her eyes drifted to the small table which sat beside the various cushions laid out in front of a low flamed fireplace. On top of the small table which was around knee high, sat a bottle of wine opened two wine glasses and a bowl of chocolate strawberries.

Finally her eyes landed on a lone chair, sat centre of both the bed and the fireplace. The smile appeared on her face again and she looked at Chase, giving his hand and squeeze she began to move again, leading him forward before coming to a stop in front of the chair. She carefully turned Chase around but didn’t indicate for him to sit. He still wore his blindfold and Emily’s smiled softly her hands gliding softly up his chest, before smoothing out over his shoulders and in turn pushing away the material of his dress robe. Quietly she folded the material up and moved to place it at the end of the bed, on top of the small end sofa there. Once done she moved back to Chase, slowly and quietly her fingers making quick work of un-tucking his shirt from his trousers and opening the buttons, again pushing it off his shoulders and laying it to rest with his jacket, the rest would come off later.

”Sit down.” she told him, her hand in his and one on his chest, gently guiding him. The chair was right behind him so there was no way for him to miss it, but to be sure she kept hold. Once she had Chase sat down she smiled, that strange sense of power washing over her again. ”Are you okay? Curious yet?” she asked, retrieving something from another pocket on her dress as she waited for Chase to answer.

[Chase Connors]

”Do you trust me?”

"You know I do." It was taking him a while to get used to the whole not being able to see where he was going thing, but he trusted Emily wasn't about to drop him into an arena of hungry wolves or anything. His curiosity was getting the better of him when she led him into the Room of Requirements. He had no idea what she'd set this place up to be, but he wanted to know.

He allowed himself to be guided into the room, but didn't ask to take the blindfold off. If she had a plan, he wasn't about to risk spoiling it. Instead, he stood as her pushed his robes from his shoulders. A grin spread quickly over his face and, as usual, there was a certain level of expectation bubbling inside him, and he knew that as Emily untucked his shirt and unbuttoned his trousers, she'd be unable to miss that expectance.

Chase sat when she told him too, one had reaching behind him to try and determine how far down it was he was supposed to be going. He felt more than a little confused in this newly darkened world, but he trusted Emily, and he wanted to know what she had in store for him tonight.

"Curious? You're killing me with the suspense, babe." If he didn't have the blindfold on, he'd have been winking at her at them moment, as it was, just had to put that wink into his words. What was she up to? "Can I take this off yet?"

He suspected the answer might be no.

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[Emily Prescott]

Emily laughed softly at Chase, she'd seen his obvious reaction to his situation and that grin on his face was so infectious. He sat down and she waited until he was comfortable before twisting the new material around her hands and smiling, biting down on her lip. "It'll all be worth it babe, trust me..." she told him, slowly walking around the chair till she stood behind the chair, inclining her head to the side as he spoke again, "Can I take this off yet?" he asked her making his girl-friends smile widen as she leaned in close to him, her lips brushing against his ear.

"Not just yet handsome..." she told him, nipping lightly at the shell of his ear, before slowly and tantelizingly sliding her hands down his arms, taking his hands in hers, "Hands behind your back..." she ordered, carefully pulling his arms, back and wrapping her Gryffindor tie around his wrists, before securing the other end to a spoke on the chair, making sure he couldn't move before straightening with a satisfied smile. "Perfect, now I have you were I want you." she said quietly, running her finger through his hair before tugging lightly, pulling his head back and running her tongue from the crook of his shoulder, up his neck and nipping at his ear again.

Not saying another word she broke away from him and moved away from her boy-friend quietly. She slipped out of her dress and hung it up but left on her heals and the special underwear she'd acquired especially for this night. Smiling to herself she picked up the black lace robe and slipped it on over her shoulders. Fluffing out her hair over her shoulders she turned back around to Chase and smiled, quietly making her way over to him. Music she thought, satisfied when the room began playing her song of choice, a seductive melody, perfect for this.

Reaching Chase, she silently undid the blindfold, allowing it to fall to the floor. As she walked around her boy-friend, her hand ran over his shoulder, barely touching before her arm fell to her side, her other idly playing with the tie of her robe as she came to a stop in front of him. Inclining her head to the side she smiled, and bit down on her lip, "Happy Valentines Day babe..." she said seductively, swaying her hips as she turned away from him and slowly began moving her body in time to the seductive beat.

[Chase Connors]

"Promises, promises." He muttered, unable to keep the grin from his face. He really, really wanted to know what she was up to.

He wasn't used to this - not being able to see. He never realized just how much was dependent on sight either, and now, all of a sudden, his sight was gone, and he was relying heavily on his other senses. The was a fragrance in the air that may not usually have noticed, and he was overly away of the light brush and the shift in the air with each little movement he made. Sound though... sound was what he felt himself relying on the most. He was trying to listen to her footsteps, her breathing, the rustle of her clothing... Still though, he was easily caught unaware in this new situation.

He let Emily guide his hands behind the chair and he knew what was coming. Sure enough, something was wrapped around his wrists and he was bound in place. A million wicked thoughts flashed through his mind in that moment but he didn't say anything out loud. He was painfully aware of how his breathing had quickened, and he was pretty sure Emily's had too.

There was a rustle of fabric behind him and Chase had to wonder what was going on. What was she doing with her dress? Was it catching on something? Was she taking it off? There was a unusual mix of curiosity and frustration from his place behind the blindfold and binds, and more than definitely a strong mix of arousal and need.

Music? Wha-? Ah, room of requirements... Now he really, really wanted to know what was going on...

Chase was overly aware, again, of the brush of her fingers over his skin and her touch left a burning chill in its wake. Each fiber of his being seemed to long for her touch, yet the unknown stirred something deeper. The blindfold fell away and he blinked away the brightness of the light for a few seconds. Then he saw Emily.

"Happy Valentines Day babe..."

If he wasn't damn turned on before he sure as hell was now! He was sure he eyes were practically leaping out of his head and he couldn't keep from staring at her. His words were scarcely more than a whisper. "Holy f*ck..."

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[Emily Prescott]

Emily smiled and bit down on her lip as she glanced over her shoulder to Chase. "Holy f*ck" his voice was barely a whisper, but she heard it well enough and it gave her that little bit more confidence. Slowly and tantalizingly she circled her hips around in a circle, alternating between clockwise and anti-clockwise as she slowly turned to face Chase. She bit down on her bottom lip seductively and shot him a wink, as she slowly traced her fingers trace their way down from her shoulder, teasingly tugging at the lapels of her robe, not showing too much skin before her hands fell away from her body.

Her hips moved in time to the music, moving in a way Emily herself was surprised with. She’s practiced this dance once this week and even then Emily didn’t think it matched what was happening now. It was strange how much confidence it took to make yourself do something like this, because once you started and you could see the obvious effect it was having on who you were dancing for, then you suddenly began feeling like the most confident, sexy, most desirable woman around. Smiling towards her boy-friend, Emily traced her hands up from her thighs, inching her robe up ever so slightly before letting it drop, never allowing herself to show too much skin. ”See anything you like?” she asked him coyly.

Running her hands through her hair, she swayed her hips, slowly turning again so her back was to Chase as she bent at her torso slightly forward, placing her hands on her knees as she arched her back and slowly began making circles with her butt, making sure to keep her upper body still. Her only movement was to flip her hair back and glance over her shoulder, locking her eyes with Chase’s as she bit down on her lip. She bent down deeper, and let her fingers trail up sensually from her stilettos, up the smooth, soft skin of her legs, and the higher she got the more she straightened up. Her hands ran over her sides, grazing the more intimate parts of her body, then her underarms, before she threaded them through her hair.

Raising her left shoulder, she glanced over at Chase, never letting her eyes leave his as she carefully slid the material of the robe off her shoulder, revealing skin and the strap of what she wore underneath. ”So tell me handsome...how much more do you want to see?” she asked coyly, covering the bare skin again before slowly turning around, swaying her hips as she moved her hands to the ties on her robe. Arching her eyebrow at him, she bit down on her lip, inclined her head to the side and waited for his answer.

[Chase Connors]

Chase could only sit and stare as Emily swayed and danced before him. He didn't know where to look first, and it seemed to take ages before he could actually think enough to pick his jaw up from where he was sure it was on the floor. When Emily had said she had a surprise for him, this definitely wasn't what he expected, but hot damn... he wasn't about to complain.

He tugged experimentally at the tie that bound his hands to the chair and let out a small growl of frustration when they wouldn't budge at all. As much as he loved watching her, he wanted to be able to reach out and touch her, and it was frustrating not to be able to do anything, not even move enough to unfasten the top button on his pants which were feeling unbelievably tight at that moment in time.

When Emily asked if he'd anything he liked he could manage nothing more than a sound in the back of his throat. Gods could this girl get any more seductive or sexier than she was in that moment?

Emily leaned over in front of him and began making circling motions. Chase was aware of just how hard he was breathing at that moment, and just how painful his pants were getting. The robe she wore was short and as she leaned forward it rode up a long way. "Emily..." He growled, again trying to pull from the bindings with no success. All managed to achieve was a sharp, pulling in the muscles in his shoulders and he leaned further than the binds wanted him to go.

Her fingers trailed from her heels all the way up her body, slowly and sensually, and Chase was caught under a wave of desire again for this beautiful girl he had the honor of calling his girlfriend. He flopped back against the chair, just absorbed in watching Emily.

”So tell me handsome...how much more do you want to see?”

If he hadn't been tied at that moment, Chase would have happily replaced her hands on the ties of her robe, pulled her onto his lap, and hand his way with her in that moment, but that wasn't an option for her. He growled again and looked at her through lust-glazed eyes. "That depends on how much longer you're going to tease me for to let me see."

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[Emily Prescott]

Emily smiled softly, running her tongue along her bottom lip before biting down softly. Her eyes were on Chase and she couldn't deny the thrill that went through her upon seeing his reaction, not only in his expression, but his physical reaction to her teasing. "Emily..." he growled her name and Emily inclined her head to the side, her hands pulling the bottom of the robe up temptingly only to let it drop back into place. There was a look of innocence on her face as she pretended to not know what he wanted. Though when he seemed to really pull on his binds, so much so Emily thought he'd hurt his arms, she smirked and turned back to him.

"That depends on how much longer you're going to tease me for to let me see."

His eyes were glazed over with lust and there was no way of verbally explaining what that one look did to her, or how incredibly turned on she became herself when he growled her name. Crossing her leg over the other she began to walk slowly towards him, her eyes locked with his, her walk similar to that of a lioness stalking her prey. A wicked smile worked it's way onto her face as she stopped in front of him, close enough for her to touch him, but not the other way around. "Oh sweetie...you not enjoying the show....?" she asked, pouting slightly before biting down on her lip, smiling seductively and slowly tugging the ties of her robe.

The black lace robe fell open instantly, and she shrugged it off her shoulders, allowing it to slide down her arms, before she tossed it aside. Now stood in nothing but her carefully selected, brand new underwear, garters and stockings. Swaying her hips she trailed her fingers down from her shoulder, over the valley of her chest and down across her stomach. She looked him over and smiled before leaning forward, bracing her hands on his thighs, purposefully brushing against the zipper of his trousers, "Well someones awake..." she whispered, running her nose along his jaw, moving up to his ear where she nipped at him playfully before pulling back, popping open the first button of his pants but no more.

Turning around in between his legs, she smiled to herself then placed her hands on his knees, keeping her back straight she lowered herself onto his lap gently, continuing the circular motions of her hip. Smiling and biting down on her lip she looked over her shoulder at Chase, "How are those binds feeling?" she asked, stopping what she was doing and turning to straddle his lap where she sat down again scraping her nails lightly over his chest but never moving in to kiss him. The song changed for the second time since she'd begun dancing and she leaned in close to him, her lips lightly brushing against his ear as she pressed the front of her body to his chest, ever so slightly sliding up his body as she moved, "Had enough yet...?" she asked, running her tongue over the sensitive bit of skin below his ear, before nipping it gently.