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Carina was a bit upset that no one had asked her to the dance. It was honestly unexpected. She watched as Alayna spent time with Lien and Pandora spent time with a bunch of other people. She shook her head and looked down at her shoes. She couldn't let it bother her. But it did. And that's what sucked.

Perdita took Carina's hand, and was glad to be getting out of the fray for a bit. They exited the gymnasium and rounded the corner to the original part of the castle, where the bathrooms were. This was where Perdita wasn't making the same mistake twice: she made sure she was entering the Girls this time, instead of following the boys into theirs.

A few girls were dotted about in there, but Perdita nudged through them to get to the mirrors. Some girls were all stuffed inside a single stall, merely chatting to one another. Well, she gathered that was what was happening. This was why some girls took forever in the toilets...

"Wow..." she whispered, catching her reflection in the mirror. She smiled. She smoothed back some stray strands away from her eyes. "I am an utter masterpiece," she sighed, practicing a pretty smile in the reflection.

@Carina Malfoy

Carina followed her to the bathrooms and got a bit nervous with how many people there were. The girls bathroom was filled with emotions. Rejection, happiness, anger, love. It made her head hurt. She rubbed her temples slowly before going to the mirror herself. She wiped off the rogue lipstick and pulled a tube out of her purse to reapply. When she finished she popped her lips to make sure it was perfect then smiled at Perdita, "Well I could have told you that."

@Ptolemy Rowle

She admired herself from a few more angles, lifting her chin up to get a sight of that perfectly sculpted side profile.

"Hmm?"

Carina had said something. She returned her attention upon her, smiling mischeviously.

"Why are you bothering doing that?" she asked quietly, taking hold of Carina's wrist. "It will just get smudged again..." Perdita backed her against the sink, leaning over her. "You look pretty enough without it anyway. I'm not even wearing any." It was true that she preferred a natural sort of look. The smudged lipstick was sort of naughty though. "You should try it. Even for a special occasion. Just do your hair..." She brushed back her hair slowly, "And leave your face all fresh for me."

She was stroking her cheek gently.

@Carina Malfoy

Carina looked into her eyes when she grabbed her wrist and blushed, "It is?" Next thing she knew, she was against the sink and her hands instinctually went around Perditas waist. Her words were so sweet and the made her feel like she was drunk. Or maybe she just was drunk. Who knew? She didn't care. She just loved the feeling. "You definitely don't need it." She was beautiful just natural. She could look at her for hours. She leaned into her touch and nodded, "I'll consider it."

@Ptolemy Rowle

Perdita smiled languidly at her.

"You look so good like this... being cornered."

She didn't pay any mind to other girls in the bathroom, or the possibility that they could be staring or talking about them. Perdita picked her up so she was sat on the sink, her lovely soft thighs either side of her. She leaned in and kissed her again: this time there was more urgency and impatience. She opened her mouth to get a taste of her.

"Mm... Carina."

@Carina Malfoy

Carina was about to say something, when she was suddenly being lifted and sat on the sink. She looked at Perdita, shocked, "You can lift me?" Carina never saw herself as the skinny girl she was. She always worried about her weight. She kissed her back, wrapping her legs around her waist and her arms around her shoulders, inviting the kiss in. Her tongue danced around Perditas, and she found herself getting lost, "Yes love?" She replied and moved her kiss to Perditas neck.

@Ptolemy Rowle

"Of course I can lift you," she said gently, their foreheads pressed together. "I don't need to be a man to do that."

Oh, if only she knew.

"Let's go into a stall," she purred softly, giggling as she took Carina's hand and pulled her excitedly in that direction. It may not be the luxury suite hotel with truffles and champagne that she imagined indulging Carina with, but it was good to get a small amount of privacy.

"Now... what are we going to do with you?" she breathed gently, after taking them inside of there and backing her against one of the walls.

@Carina Malfoy

Carina smiled at her. It was kind of sexy that she could lift her. It was kind of a turn on. The idea of her being able to pin her to a wall or whatever she felt like doing. When she mentioned a stall, she eagerly nodded and took her hand, following her. She was backed into the wall and her breath got heavier, "You can do whatever you want to do." She reached out and pulled her closer to her and kissed her. Her kiss was more demanding then their previous ones.

@Ptolemy Rowle

As she pressed onto her body, she became aroused by their chests pushing up against one another. That's when the arousal came over her again: that unfamiliar wave that had every last follicle prickling in response. Why did that feel so good? She had felt arousal before, as Ptolemy. But it just didn't quite measure the same.

Perdita moaned softly into Carina's mouth. Her hand went up her thigh, curling under the fabric of her dress. She felt Carina's core, then, wanting to mirror the act on herself, she put her other hand on herself...

"Ow!" she cried suddenly, ceasing the fondling entirely and retracting back, looking bewildered.

@Carina Malfoy

Carina was lost in her touch, in her kiss. She was just lost in her. She almost didn't notice when she cried out in pain. But the motion his her like a wave. She quickly pulled back and looked at her, "Are you alright, Perdita?" She asked, cupping her chin to make her look in the eyes, "a where does it hurt?" Her inner future healer coming out to play.

@Ptolemy Rowle

Perdita looked at her, seemingly bewildered.

"Wait..."

She tried doing the same thing again with her fingers, on the spot Ptolemy usually went for when he was touching girls. Perdita grimaced again, and took her hand away from herself.

"But that... doesn't feel good at all!" she protested, as the stark realisation set in. Ptolemy had been touching girls wrong the entire time. But they'd moaned at his touch! Were they just faking?! "What I just did to you then. Be honest with me - did it feel at all decent?"

She looked at her desperately.

@Carina Malfoy