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Post by Lark Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 14:43:39 GMT -5
"Do not." *She insisted, relaxing a bit in his arms, comforted by his touch, his closeness. And then it was there, the tiniest speckle of hope. Her eyes opened slowly, still reddened by strain and tears. She arched her neck further, trying to meet his.*
"Do you?" *Lark whispered, almost daring to believe.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 14:49:25 GMT -5
"I do," *he whispered, unable to resist kissing her softly.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 14:54:58 GMT -5
*Oh... Lark melted against him, his lips breaking any wall she could have put up against him. She squirmed to turn to face him, wrapping her arms awkwardly around his neck. It was as if she worried that he'd flee and she pulled him close, desperately crushing her mouth to his. She kissed him deeply, seeking...needing. Breaking it long enough to breathe, she whispered hotly against his, her eyes still shut.*
"Tell me...tell me you want me." *She swooned.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 14:59:30 GMT -5
*His hands were shaking as he held her closer, his fingers digging into the lush curve of her hips.*
"...God, do I need to say--"
*He kissed her again, almost ferociously.*
"I want you, Lark. More than anybody."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:06:03 GMT -5
*Lark gasped, her head falling back for a moment, lips parted. It felt sublime to hear the words from him, even if they were a beautiful lie. Her lips found his again and she kissed him hard, trying to wash away the pain and the rage and the frustration.*
"I want..." "She whispered between kisses.* "...you..."
More than I ever thought possible.
*Her body urged against his in a desperate need to be closer still.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:10:35 GMT -5
*Jake groaned softly.*
No, you don't. You shouldn't.
"No," *he whispered, everything in his body screaming rage against his mind and heart as he pulled away, pushing her back for her own dignity and well-being.*
"...I won't...I can't...you're too young t'...damnit, Lark...I don't wanna use each other then go our separate ways."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:14:55 GMT -5
*Lark frowned, suddenly incomplete. She swallowed and shook her head, her eyes opening lazily to find his.*
"No, Jake...please. I ain't too young for you. Just...give me a chance to prove it to you."
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:16:57 GMT -5
*Jake paused, staring her in the eye.*
"I aim t'give you one chance, an' one chance only. The chance of a lifetime, for a lifetime."
*He took her hands in his, weaving her small fingers between his own.*
"Marry me, Lark."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:22:22 GMT -5
*Lark just stared at him, forgetting to breathe. The words took a long time to make sense, but as it slowly came to her something in her lifted and glowed. She found herself nodding slowly and grinning something fierce. It didn't follow, it couldn't but she couldn't imagine a life that she'd want that didn't have him in it. She couldn't find the words to express her joy.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:27:06 GMT -5
*Something in Jake burst, flooding his veins with delirious warmth as he swooped down to kiss her.*
"...say it...say you will..." *he whispered.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:29:53 GMT -5
*In that moment she would have promised him anything, to go to the end of the earth if only he would be kissing her. Lark could only nod, rocking up to kiss him hungrily. But something sank in her, small at first, but growing slowly.*
"What...what about...Kip?" *She whispered, leaning back just enough to look him in the eye.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:31:44 GMT -5
*One strong hand pressed against her back, rubbing it gently.*
"I'll...I'll talk to him," *sighed Jake.* "I'll have to."
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:34:02 GMT -5
*She swooned, his hand rubbing her worry away. But then it prickled again. She rested her hands on his chest.*
"What about...the show? I mean..."
*She had assumed that she would always have it and the freedom it offered.*
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Post by Jake Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:36:07 GMT -5
"You won't need the show...I'll take care of you, I promise."
*Something cold began to gather in the pit of Jake's stomach.*
"...why are y'makin' me talk ya inna this?" *he asked quietly.*
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Post by Lark Quinn on Jul 24, 2008 15:40:10 GMT -5
*She shook her head quickly, kissing him briefly, but with promise.*
"No, Jake. I mean...I want to. Lord knows I want to but..." *Her eyes sought the words on the ceiling.*
"Not ten minutes ago you were telling me that you wouldn't see me at all. I...I don't know how to feel."
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