SOMEONE *holds* M-E *safe* and {WARM} (((OPEN)))

Sterling was a little too pleased with himself. He had impressed Catalina? Surely that was impossible... yet he had. He wanted to jump for joy and skip with glee like a schoolgirl. "Alright," he laughed. [[OOC: I really don't remember what it was, I'll go to the Pensieve and see if I can find it lol]] "My favorite color is sapphire blue." he said, blushing a little bit. He had vague recollection of telling her that before, but was probably imagining things.

Sterling stroked her back with more vigor and moaned again as he felt the all too pleasurable sense of warm, slender fingers on his back. He moved another hand to her hair, and wanted to mimic the action she was performing, but thought it much more rude to do to a girl than for a girl to do to a boy, so he held his ground firmly, trying to express his pleasure in any other way possible.

[[OOC: YOu didn't, Sterling just insane]]

Sterling's heart melted as she fluttered her lashes. Why did she need to tempt him more? Just looking at her did that enough on its own... "You're eyes of course," he said, blushing. "Well, what's you're favorite color then?" he asked defensively. "And I think I like pegasi... they're just generally magnificent." he said dreamily.

Sterling's eyes opened from the kiss and his hand made contact with smooth skin... he moved it around slowly, exploring guiltily and kissing her as hard and passionately as he could. She bit her lip again... the very thing that made his vision blur and blood boil in desire... she wanted him to do something... he rolled over so he was on top... it was a better angle to kiss from. And he did so repeatedly, not going past her lips, but pouring passion into each one regardless.

Sterling nodded. Thestrals and pegasi were very similar... pegasi were just more majestic than thestrals, although in all technicality not as useful, then again not as violent. He had never seen one either, and that probably lowered his intrigue with them as well.

Sterling couldn't stand her pushing him away... he didn't want her to... but then he saw her smiling face and all his vexation immediately washed away. He slumped to the side and scooted an inch away to lower the temptation coursing through his blood. "I don't know... I hope so, because then you won't leave me," he started, then considered it for a moment longer. "I believe that you were made perfect, and that I was lucky enough to catch your eye." he said with a fiendish smile on his face.

[[OOC: ^_^]]

Sterling thought of all the food he had ever eaten. "I like dumplings. I know it sounds really unoriginal but hey, since when have I been original?" he said with an uneven smile. "And what food could possibly be good enough for you?" he asked in a much heavier than normal British accent. He didn't know why, he just felt like being extra British.

Sterling couldn't restrain himself. His hand crept toward hers and grabbed hold of it, squeezing it hard enough to let her know he loved her. He laughed as she hit him on the arm and responded by biting her arm softly. Embarrassed, he pulled back away blushing. "Well, if I'm perfect, and you're perfect, then obviously we're perfect for eachother. In a perfect way." he said logically. It sounded like the answer to a riddle the eagle in the entrance of the Ravenclaw Common Room would say.

[[OOC: Tomatoes irl are my favorite food! ^_^]]

Sterling put of a look of mock appall on his face when she said she didn't like dumplings. He shrugged and let her continue. He occasionally had those types of salads... he loved them every time he did. Evidently, Catalina had good taste too. Was there no end to her perfection?

Sterling pretended to look offended. "I thought my British accent was wonderful." he said, as if he was simply stating a fact for a class.

Sterling frowned as she frowned. Why did? she started to ask, but he responded immediately by saying "I have no idea." smiling afterward to hopefully ease the moment.

"Never able to deny me what, Cat?" Sterling asked, a little confused.