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Post by Renn on Feb 19, 2008 1:34:41 GMT -5
"Is that what you think?"
*She smirked.*
"I'm not that easy, darling, and honestly you don't deserve it."
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Post by Der Tod on Feb 19, 2008 1:39:36 GMT -5
*He put a hand on her arm, the touch light but carrying a certain undercurrent to it.*
"Perhaps I phrased that the wrong way."
*He leaned in close, as though to kiss her, but he stopped short of that*
"It's not a request."
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Post by Renn on Feb 19, 2008 1:45:23 GMT -5
*She shivered at his light touch, her body aching for more, but she was determined to draw out her game, tease him, make him crazy.
Haughtily, she brushed his hand off of her arm.*
"I don't take orders," *she said smoothly, looking him in the eye.*
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Post by Der Tod on Feb 19, 2008 1:53:40 GMT -5
*He was standing even closer now, as close as was possible without actually coming into contact with her.*
"It would be best if this time you did."
*His voice was low, all pretense out the window now as his lips barely brushed hers when he spoke*
"Or I may have to do something drastic."
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Post by Renn on Feb 19, 2008 2:05:53 GMT -5
*There was a thrilling hint of danger in him now, and her eyes burned with desire, just as his did. She couldn't help but egg him on just a bit more, though. For a moment, she smirked into his lips, then whirled around to walk away.*
"If by 'drastic,' you mean take matters into your own hands, go right ahead."
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Post by Der Tod on Feb 19, 2008 2:17:23 GMT -5
*Before she got very far, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her roughly into his arms, almost crushing her to him*
"I think not." He whispered hotly into her ear.
He was pulling her back toward the couch*
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Post by Renn on Feb 19, 2008 2:20:27 GMT -5
Finally
*She allowed him to pull her, through with teasing and playing games. Mostly.*
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Post by Der Tod on Feb 19, 2008 2:26:01 GMT -5
*Renn was all but shoved down onto the cushions, immediately getting pinned there by his body. Rough, almost bruising, hands and kissing followed*
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Post by Renn on Feb 19, 2008 2:31:07 GMT -5
*She struggled to get a hand in, as he was so overwhelming, and his hands and mouth were very distracting. Insistent hands fought to free him of his shirt without breaking the contact of their lips.*
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Post by Der Tod on Feb 19, 2008 2:39:00 GMT -5
*He let her pull his shirt off, but then grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, lightly nipping her neck and slowly--teasingly--grinding his hips against hers*
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Post by Renn on Feb 19, 2008 2:46:10 GMT -5
*She wriggled beneath him, arching her hips, desperate for more contact. Damn him- she'd been the one in control of the situation just minutes before and now, of course, her hands were pinned and her ability for intelligent thought was gone and she was essentially useless.*
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Post by Der Tod on Feb 19, 2008 2:57:00 GMT -5
*More teasing hip. Then wordless murmuring in her ear, and much less controlled movement--instead, wild, almost forceful abandon...*
**FADE-OUT HOT DAMN**
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Post by Renn on Feb 19, 2008 3:02:09 GMT -5
**FADE-IN HAGDFKLVADSD**
*She panted heavily against him, sated and pleasantly drowsy. She'd needed that.*
"Mmm. Happy now?"
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Post by Der Tod on Feb 19, 2008 3:05:14 GMT -5
*He had to catch his breath before answering*
"Incredibly so."
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Post by Renn on Feb 19, 2008 6:56:27 GMT -5
*She grinned, stretching against him, and planted a kiss on his shoulder.*
"Good to hear I haven't lost my touch."
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