St.James Academy For The Gifted . [RP] discussion

Knock before you enter.

((Yay :D Haha, have anyone to rp with Thalia?))

((Not right now, all my people are busy, except Dakota that is. but I'm thinking of making a guy tomorrow, if you're interested?))

((I'm always interested in an rping buddy :) Until tomorrow xD)

((I just need to think of a species I want him to be. hmm))

((Vampire maybe? Caster? Werewolf? Demon? XD))

((i was thinking of a bender))

((SWWWWWWWWEEEEEET xD Well I shall cya later.))

Thalia bit her lip gently as she opened up the dorm soon and entered. "well here it is." she smiled softly, "thanks for walking me , and for everything else you've done."

Dallas propped his elbow against the doorframe, leaning on it as she spoke. "Yeah, no worries. If you need my help any other time, don't hesitate to ask."

Thalia looked up at him, "i will, promise ." she whispered with a smile. She slowly are carefully reached up, gently brushing her lips against his.

Placing his hands on either side of her hips. He put more pressure on her lips, gently deepening it.

Thalia smiled gently against his lips as she slowly reached her arms up around his neck, gently pressing her body against his.

He rested his back against the door as his lips worked against hers.

Thalia kept her arms linked around his neck loosely, only tilting her head slightly to deepen the kiss. She had never done something liek this before, but it sure was amazing.

He slid his hands into her back pockets, pulling away from the kiss he gently bit down on her bottom lip.

Thalia shivered slightly, a good one, as she felt him slid his hands into her pockets. She smiled against his lips, feeling him pull away. She looked up at him, a small moan escaping her lips with he gently bit her lip.

Dallas stepped away from her. "I should go." He smiled kindly at her. "I'll text you?"

Thalia looked up at him, nodding, "Alright," She murmured, returning the smile, "Yeah, here," She walked over to her draw and pulled out a book. She teared out some paper, scribbling her number down for him before handing the paper to him, "Text me whenever you want," She murmured, gently kissing his cheek.

He smiled and took the number, sliding it into his pocket, pecking her once on the cheek he retreated to the door. "I will when I wake up tomorrow."

Thalia smiled up at him, blushing at the warmth going from his lips to her cheek, "Sure," She watched him begin to leave, "Night,"