Spacing out.

As Julian was released he stayed at the same spot he was placed and watched Elijah show him his hands. He breathed and brushed his finger across the area above his upper lip. Julian felt like he crushed someones moment, like he was ruining the fun, but he could tell that Elijah understood and realized that he wasn't so sex craved. This showed he had class, it pleased Julian

As the moment of pleasure ended it seemed like they had nothing else to do. Julian didn't want the time to end, he liked the feeling of having someone around, dreading to b alone. He'd been alone forever and hoped that an awkward friendship would form from this or possibly just the occasional conversation. Doubtful though, still he wanted at least one person to speak to.

Elijah then apologized, this showed more in him. When he smiled it was like he wasn't guilty of anything in a sexual manor, clean and innocent. Julian looked close in the smile, it later seemed like a smile and nothing more.

"If you bring it back you can borrow it," he reassured him. Julian wasn't going to take the book back, he was too nice to tell someone no.

As the room stayed weird he looked up to see the giant window and marveled at it. The size amazed him, it distracted him and he was amazed by the way it filled up to the wall. He came back to reality and shook his head to focus. There was hardly anything to say now, he wanted to do something, anything.

"Nice pants," he commented randomly.

Miffed, but content none the less, Elijah rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet. He played idly with the back of his shirt, unsure what to do now. He'd apologized and Julian seemed to take that well enough. Acting on desire wasn't something Elijah usually apologized for. Usually, there was no call for an apology. Julian was different in that respect, far more innocent by comparison to some of the others Elijah had experienced in the past.

Still, something good could still come of the interesting encounter. Elijah was hesitant to show Julian anything other than platonic emotions now. Constantly fuelled by his sex drive, Elijah was at a loss of what to do now that he was unable to use his sheer beauty and desirability to his advantage. Yes, he really was that vain.

At least one good thing had come out of the whole affair. Elijah would have a book to read. Smiling, Elijah took the book and turned it over in his hands, mentally assessing how long it would take for him to read.

"You'll have it by the end of the week," He informed Julian. "Where will I find you?"

Julian seemed to be at a loss too which was why he commented on Elijah's choice of trousers. The pink jeans were offensive to the eyes but Elijah adored them. Had his purple Converse not been stolen by Barker then he would have had those on too. Sadly though you couldn't always win.

"Thanks..." Elijah replied awkwardly. "You too?"

The awkwardness grew, Julian didn't know how to make any better. He knew they would part ways soon, so he didn't try drag the conversation on and bore them both. He wondered what would have happened if he had allowed himself to be taken advantage of, just get it over with. It probably wouldn't go so great to think, nothing to go on afterward and any contact would be avoided and Julian wanted to have some sort of relationship with Elijah, preferably one that allowed them to speak more often.

Julian was a bit clingy, he just had the idea of being friends roaming his mind, he knew it wouldn't happen so fast. The moments before would mean something to Julian, he started wonder if Elijah could tell Julian hadn't kissed a person. If so would he have avoided the subject, it wouldn't have been a worry anyway Julian would be to unsure to act on it and try to make into something more. He realized Julian was probably the perfect one night stand because he's too afraid to be someone who'd annoy you with their fantasies of them in a bigger relation.

"Uhmm," she thought as he was asked where to be found."Just try to find me or tell a Ravenclaw to give it to me?" he suggested.

Ignoring the complement of his pants as the reasoning of Julian being chosen to be Elijah's sex partner for the time being was eating at him. He was about to ask, but stopped then found his courage to so.

"Why me?" he asked."Was I just there or did you plan it?" he wondered. Julian needed to know this, he wanted to know if he was just something cheap and useless so why not use him or something else that wasn't so rude.

The awkwardness was palpable. If Elijah had a knife, he could have cut through the tension and two halves would have just fallen away. There was no changing what had happened. He couldn't go back on what he'd done now. Honestly, Elijah hadn't wanted to. He didn't know what his reason for that was. He didn't know how to explain himself. He'd just acted the way he always acted when he was attracted to someone. He turned on the charm, flirted a bit then went in fort the kill. It was a systematic approach; do or die. They either gave in or they didn't. The latter was rare but sadly, not rare enough.

Elijah nodded in understanding. He didn't know where he was supposed to find Julian but he wanted to speak with the boy again. The book gave him a good reason to do just that. All he needed to do was read it then go in search of the boy. Until that point though, Elijah would have to fill the aching silence between them with something else. Words hopefully.

Julian's question prompted a rather swift answer though. He wanted to know why, something Elijah was wondering himself. He didn't know. He just wanted him. Was that such a crime? In the eyes of many, it probably was. In Elijah's, it was not. He wanted to test the waters with this beautiful little boy. He had and it had backfired in his face. He managed to keep it all together, though. He'd not failed in his endeavour, not quite yet.

"You because...you're you. You're beautiful, wholesome, innocent you. Is it so wrong for me to want to touch you? To kiss you? To make you feel wanted. I don't plan things right off the bat. I don't pick people because they're there. I push to see if they'll push back...to see if perhaps they want me too. Is that too much to ask? In the long run it probably is. Perhaps I was presumptuous. I knew I should have handled you with careful hands but I didn't. Why, I don't know. I just...couldn't help myself. What I wanted at that moment was you in my arms, my hands on your body and your lips on mine. Perhaps that is just too much to ask...and too much to want to give.

Julian listened, he heard what he meant and understood. Still it wouldn't make it right because of what he could have done to Julian, damaged him like everyone else. He didn't want to make Elijah seem like a bad person, but he might just be that or confused some how. Julian was also flattered by this, him actually being wanted and desired boosted his self-confidence, made it hard to feel disgusted by Elijah. But he again went back to hear people, he wasn't really making it better for Julian there and that he tested people to see if they wanted him.

"Of course they would, you know want you, but why toy with their emotions. Confuse people as well, get them to do things. I don't want to admit, but I never really was kissed by someone, and I'd like my first kiss to be someone who cared for me other then my looks and my innocence. " he said, speaking his mind and calling Elijah out on his actions. He never would do this, but it was something happening to him and not someone he just knew for a moment."Your urges control you and you can't think right, I'm assuming." his voice was raised and almost too loud that he feared and encounter with the librarian. It was also unlike Julian to speak his mind, he really got into that and tried to teach a lesson of some sort.

"How many people have you done this too and did it work out good?" he asked, if the answer wasn't good then maybe Elijah would think of about himself. He didn't expect to change him, he didn't want to because someone probably would love this kind of personality, Julian kinda liked it too.

Julian calmed down, he was really quite angry for reasons he already explained. He didn't have intentions of possibly making Elijah feel bad or anything he was just feeling that something of his was taking away by this experience. Julian stood there and brushed his own hair back as it kept falling to his face.

It was rare for Elijah to be denied what he wanted yet he handled this with surprising grace. Julian had responded in kind to his advances, only denying him when pushed out of his comfort zone. It was now Elijah's time to take leave. He didn't wish to place himself in an even worse light than he was already in. He wished to redeem himself. How, he was unsure, but that was no quite his concern just yet.

Clearing his throat, Elijah turned on his heel and drifted away, heading back towards his abandoned bag and guitar. He leaned down and picked up his bag, careful to balance the guitar and make sure it didn't fall. He tossed his bag onto his shoulders and rose back up to his full height, pulling the guitar with him. Elijah tucked the book into his bag and walked back up to Julian, idly wondering what he was supposed to do now.

"You say that as if I did something scandalous, something that hurt you." Elijah was careful with his choice of words. What he had done was scandalous in the eyes of Pureblood society. What he intended on doing about it was a grand total of nothing.

"My urges are mine and to my own end. I see no reason as to why they cannot be met. We are all pawns, remember that. You, a budding light supporter and I...falling into a dark pit of potential despair. It's all rather bleak, really. Still, we can only do but indulge in what we wish for and if you hang onto the v-card forever my skittish little friend then you're going to meet your destiny in a rather cruel, lop-sided way."

And with that, Elijah inclined his head towards Julian before skirting around the boy and leaving the library.