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Post by Phoenix on Feb 19, 2008 18:31:27 GMT -5
*She looked up at him.*
"Yeah."
*He was cute, his accent was hot, and he'd gotten her a job. Things were looking up.*
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Post by The Emcee on Feb 20, 2008 13:01:16 GMT -5
The Emcee laced his hands around her waist, like a skilled artist begining a new masterpeice, his fingers trickled down her sides until they intertwined together behind her pulling her torso in to his. There was no music, but there didn't need to be.
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Post by Phoenix on Feb 20, 2008 13:10:15 GMT -5
*Phoenix slid up against him with a pleasant little thud, and didn't take her eyes off his face as she began swaying with him. He was graceful, his movements fluid. He wasn't what she'd normally call attractive, but there was an unmistakable sense of power about him. A small smile played about her lips as she danced.*
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Post by The Emcee on Feb 20, 2008 13:21:37 GMT -5
He watched her every move the light bouncing in her eyes Gorgeous.
He began to humm a tune he had heard many years ago, he wasn't sure what it was, or what the words were, but the tune, he knew.
He swept her across the room, never missing a beat.
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Post by Phoenix on Feb 20, 2008 13:37:25 GMT -5
*And he could sing, too! Phoenix moved with him, letting him lead, giving in to the tune and the strength of his arms.*
"You should be on stage," *she murmured.*
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Post by The Emcee on Feb 20, 2008 13:48:07 GMT -5
I vish I could mein liebling.
He spun her around twice and then in to a dip where his face came in to contact with her throat, he held her there for a moment, his hot breath bearing down on her skin like a summer rain.
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Post by Phoenix on Feb 20, 2008 13:53:04 GMT -5
*Her breath caught in her throat, her heart beating wildly as a sparrow's. She arched against him, imagining them together, either on stage or off, but always dancing.*
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Post by The Emcee on Feb 20, 2008 14:02:30 GMT -5
He pulled her up in to his arms lifting her off the floor, they were moving quickly now, their feet in perfect step. It would take years of practice for two people to dance together, as well as they were now.
"You are beautiful" he whispered as he quickly manuvered her toward a wall laying her back against it and him against her.
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Post by Phoenix on Feb 20, 2008 14:23:11 GMT -5
*Phoenix blushed. They were dancing, still, but the steps had changed. She knew she wasn't beautiful, but,*
"Thank you," *she said.* "You too--er..."
*She bit her lip, pressing herself between the wall and his body. And to forestall anything else stupid coming out of her mouth, she kissed him.*
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Post by The Emcee on Feb 21, 2008 19:21:53 GMT -5
He was almost surprised at her- forwardness, but what did he know? His mouth was dry, but his lips were moist as he returned her kiss with vigor.
A sudden flash of a face in his mind made him stop for a moment. Mira he looked up at Pheonix who was more than willing and gave a heaving sigh You don't luff me anymore, vhy should I vait? .
He took Pheonix's hand and led her quietly in to the bedroom.
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Post by Phoenix on Feb 25, 2008 12:24:29 GMT -5
((You forget it's the 70's!))
*Phoenix smiled enigmatically and followed him. She'd never been shy. As they reached the object she'd chosen for their game, she smiled. At least he'd gotten that hint.*
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Post by The Emcee on Feb 26, 2008 17:23:45 GMT -5
((lol!))
He bit his lip and gave a giggle "Les haf soom fun, hrm?" he pulled her hard in to him with a smack, it hurt... just enough.
His mouth ravaged her neck as he tore her clothes from her body, he had been barely dressed in the first place so it didn't take long before he too was naked. He stopped with a start and ran over to the window and threw open the curtains so that the only light in the room was that of the full moon.
Running back over to her, he pulled her in a full body hug and spun her around on to the bed.
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Post by Phoenix on Feb 26, 2008 17:38:27 GMT -5
*Phoenix had gasped in surprise at the pain of their bodies meeting, and even more at the pleasure it elicited. Her previous lovers had been so careful. But the Emcee's antics excited her, even his odd fits and starts. He was dangerous and new and real and as Phoenix fell back onto the bed, she reached for him to pull him on top of her.
She took the opportunity to run her hands over him, his skin paler than the moonlight that lit it, wondering how his slim form would look next to hers.*
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Post by The Emcee on Feb 26, 2008 20:55:51 GMT -5
He looked down at Phoenix with a moan and ran his fingers through her hair "Phoenix... they fireburd- strong, resilient...." He leaned down and contoured his body along hers.
His hot breath beat against hers as he sat centimeters away from her lips... teasing them with his tongue. "You're a stone cold fox."
((Virgin Suicide Reference.. Check!))
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Post by Phoenix on Feb 27, 2008 10:18:53 GMT -5
*Phoenix wriggled beneath him, her skin flushing hot at his words as she reached up to trace her small fingers along his sides.*
"You're not so bad yourself, Mr. Man," *she said.*
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