A Week in Rural Scotland

[rainne]

Thank you for joining us here in picturesque Glen Macalie, on the shore of Loch Leven in the Grampian Mountains of Scotland. We welcome you to the campus of the Glen Macalie School for Girls and hope that you will enjoy your stay.


This week will largely be unstructured; you are welcome to investigate the castle (which dates back to 1237 CE) and the nearby village of Glen Macalie. Some resources which will be available to you include:

In the castle:
Comprehensive Library
Modern Kitchens
State of the art Training/Exercise Room
Extensively landscaped grounds and gardens
Horseback Riding
Fishing
Hiking

In the village:
Shopping
Pubs and restaurants
Museum
Historical buildings
Golf

We ask only that you take care to observe the following rules:

1) Please do not leave campus near or after dark.
2) Venturing too far outside after dark, even on campus, is not guaranteed to be safe. You do so at your own risk.
3) There will be occasional evening events. Participation in these events should be considered of minor risk; however, anyone taking part should endeavor to follow all directions to ensure his or her safety.

If you have any questions, please feel free to see Mr. Giles or Ms. Summers.

Comments

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

Maiming skis. You're gonna have to show me how that'sdone.

The fact that you care, that you help, but don't try to force your way in and magic wand everything better is one of the things I love about you.

You don't ever make me feel like me and the kids are looking up at you like those sad dogs in those abused animal commercials.

Because we're okay. Really. Healthy, happy, one complete unit.

*grins and nods as if it's a done deal*

Good. You don't need him.

~Fiona

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

Fuck! Those ads! *laughs* If you ever show up at my door all sad-eyes holding up a boombox that's playing fucking Sarah Mclachlan, it will be the last time you ever see me.

*leans in and kisses her softly* You're fierce and you don't need me to save you because you can save yourself. If you ever need saving. And if you do need my help, you'll ask.

- Elijah, who hopes she knows that was a friends-with-benefits kiss - NO PRESSURE

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

That's right tough love is best. *teases him*

*can't remember the last time someone saw her that way, the way she wanted to be seen, not like she was something that needed some kind of fixing*

*leans in, pulling him back down for another kiss*

~Fiona

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*turns his body toward her, cradling her face in his hands and properly kissing her*

- Elijah

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

*kisses him back before slowly pulling away and repeating*

I really missed you.

~Fiona

((Were we gonna have him meet the family still at some point? Lol, worst cockblock ever, here comes Debbie with Liam, all Carl set something on fire))

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

I really missed you too. *smiles*

- Elijah

((We totally should still have that happen. Doesn't have to be right now unless you're in a mean cockblocking mood, of course.))

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

((Haha, nope doesn't have to be now. I don't feel that mean.))

Not to repeat myself, but, you wanna get out of here?

~Fiona

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

Very much yes. *stands, offering her a hand up*

I don't have a room here. Do you?

- Elijah

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

*gives him her hand, letting him help her up*

I do. *she nods, leading him towards where she's staying*

Do you want me to be rough and bossy? *she can't resist teasing him as they walk*

~Fiona

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*keeps her hand in his as they walk*

You mean more than usual? *looks at her and laughs*

I want you to be you.

- Elijah

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

*laughs along with him because he has a point, she's not exactly timid*

Good answer.

*pulls him into her room, closing the door before pressing him against it, kissing him while she hits play on the radio, not caring what it was, but wanting it to cover some of the noise out of courtesy, and since the kids are in nearby rooms*

~Fiona

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*grins against her lips* Kids nearby?

- Elijah

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

*grins as she kisses him, letting out a little chuckle*

Yeah. In the two adjoining rooms and across the hall.

*turns it up a little before pulling him to the bed*

~Fiona

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

*starts fumbling with his clothes, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off, then reaching forward to help her undress - difficult, because he doesn't want to stop kissing her for long*

I'll try to be quieter than last time then. *laughs*

- Elijah

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

*they finally manage to get her shirt off, finding it necessary to pull apart, hr fingers fumble a little with his pants as they continue to kiss*

*she laughs*

Yeah, me too.

~Fiona

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

He pulls back enough to get out of his pants, giving her time to finish undressing. The undressing is his least favorite part - it's so time consuming and it cuts into what he really wants to be doing, kissing her as much as possible. He's missed her. He's missed her lips. And if all she wanted to do was kiss, he'd be completely happy right now.

- Elijah

((So I changed how I'm writing. You don't have to follow me. I can also do this in gifs. :P))

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

She feels that the clothes are always getting in the way of what they really want. And it's hard to pull away. Because kissing him is so perfect. She could kiss him forever, but it's been so long since she last saw him, she selfishly wants more, wants it all, all of him.

Once their both naked, her lips find his again, because she can't get enough of that, as she eases him onto the bed crawling over him, her lips moving down to his neck as he settled against the pillows.

~Fiona

((I'm totally good with this, I love writing paragraph style better, haha. I unfortunately do not have gifs for this, haha))

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

He settles comfortably, watching her with a slight feeling of awe. She's so powerful, so strong... What they'd been through together had been awful, and she was able to move on so quickly. It amazed him that she was so together, not because she shouldn't be, but because he didn't know anyone who was - not even him.

He wanted to tell her how beautiful she was, how good she felt and tasted, but words escaped him. All he could do was moan his approval of what she was doing, lacing his fingers through her hair and massaging her scalp gently. He loved her, hopefully not in the way she'd be afraid of. He didn't want to marry her or anything. He wasn't expecting her to date him. But he'd be there whenever she asked. He knew that.

- Elijah

((He's all thinky. Sorry about that. :P))

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

Her eyes meet his as her tongue draws over his collar bone. And she sees the way that he's looking at her with awe, and something else. Something that she feels for him too, but doesn't want to acknowledge in this moment. To make it awkward.

Her fingertips grazed over his sides as her kisses moved down his chest. She knew she really shouldn't be taking her time right now, with the kids around and all, but right now, she can't help herself.

~Fiona

((haha, it's all good, it was sweet))

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

Elijah sighs happily. He sleeps around a lot, and being touched by anyone is something he yearns for constantly, but something about Fiona's hands, her lips - she is so much more than everyone else. "Fuck, I missed you," he manages. He'd said it before, but it was better than blurting out something awkward and moment-killing.

- Elijah

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

She smirks against his skin when he says he's missed her again. She couldn't agree more, she's missed everything about him.

"I've missed you so much," she echoed, her lips finding his again, as she rolled them over, so that he was on top.

~Fiona

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

He kisses her firmly, covering her body with his and resting his weight on her in an attempt to make them both feel both secure. It was almost protective, a feeling he'd get over after they'd spent some more time together out of danger.

Moving to her neck, he takes a deep breath, appreciating how wonderful she smells. Guys don't generally smell so wonderful. He nips at her neck lightly, testing to see how she feels about being bitten.

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

He kisses her firmly, pressing close to her in a way that almost feels protective, like he's keeping her close and safe. After everything that's been going on recently, she doesn't mind the sensation so much, as she kisses him back.

One hand tangles in his hair, holding him in place, she lets out a whimper when he nips at her neck, wanting to feel something more concrete. her other hand trails down his spine.

~fiona

[queer-theory.livejournal.com]

He wonders if she has a condom, knowing that he probably does in his suitcase, but that's back in the car he wrecked. He hadn't been thinking he'd see anyone here worth having sex with, but especially not her - the only person he really wanted to see lately, if he were being honest.

Moving down to focus on her breasts, he circles her nipple with his tongue, sighing contentedly against her skin.

[ondragonflywing.livejournal.com]

When his lips move down to her breasts, she breathes out his name, the hand in his hair tightening it's grip a little, giving his hair a small tug. Her back arched off the bed, pressing her body closer to his.

They needed a condom. She was on the pill too, but still. She had a few in her suitcase, but she didn't want to move away from him until she had to.

"Jesus," she gasped when he moved to her other breast. His lips on her skin felt amazing. Felt like she'd been waiting for it all this time, not even knowing she was waiting for it.

~Fiona