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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 18:23:15 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby closed the door behind them. Now that they were, you know, down to it, he was curiously awkward.
Well. Time to work the old Cry-Baby charm.*
"So, uh. There's the bed."
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 18:26:06 GMT -5
"Right. How naked do I need to be?" *she asked, her fingers going to the buttons on the bodice of her dress but hesitating to unfasten them.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 18:29:16 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby crossed the room and place a hand on hers.*
"Hold on," *he said.* "I never done anything like this before. I mean, that wasn't in the heat of the moment an' all that. But I reckon we can do this however you'd like. All business-like, or... Well, it's your first time. An' I ain't sayin' there's anything gonna linger on either side, but if you wanna enjoy it some, I'm pretty sure I can do that."
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 18:39:30 GMT -5
"Work is work, you know? Don't go out of your way or anything. Don't do anything that really makes you sick or freaked out. I mean, I know you probably wouldn't be doing this at ALL if you really had your way, but...if it's for your girlfriend and all and you've come this far, then I figure you've got all your chips in the pile."
*At that moment she noticed how close they were standing and felt the warmth of having him near. It was strange. It was fascinating. It made her tingle. She'd made up her mind to do this no matter what, but it REALLY helped that he was one hell of a pretty man.*
"I promise I'll try and make this as painless as I know how," *she said slowly.* "And I don't think either of us wants more romantic drama in our respective lives. I get my quota of bad passes every day at work, thanks."
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 18:52:06 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby grinned.*
"I'll bet you do." *He thought about Brandi in the next room.* "I'm not sayin' I'd not rather be in her bed right now," *he said.* "But if I promise not to make any bad passes at you, an' you promise not to go an' get all attached, I don't see why we shouldn't make it nice."
*It was a hell of a way to lose your cherry, he thought. It seemed only right to give her a taste of what was to come.
Wasn't everyone got a taste of Cry-Baby. He couldn't let her go away completely unsatisfied. He traced the line of her neck with the tips of his fingers.*
"Works better that way, you know."
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 18:56:33 GMT -5
*She laughed a little nervously, turning bright red.*
"See, I wouldn't know," *she mumbled.* "I've done a lot of reading on the subject, but figured bringing a book into the bedroom would blot out any chance of ejaculatory success. Call it women's intuition."
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 19:01:19 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby raised an eyebrow.*
"Depends. Does it have dirty pictures?"
*He shook his head.*
"There's a reason it's supposed to feel good. If it didn't, there wouldn't be any babies born, y'know?"
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 19:02:55 GMT -5
"World's got to be populated," *she said with a shrug.* "Humans are too vain to do the planet a favour and let themselves die out."
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 19:07:31 GMT -5
"Guess so," *Cry-Baby said.* "Which is sorta why we're made to like it."
*He paused, dropping his hand.*
"But you're right. We should just... I mean, I'll try to be low key an' all. But I gotta get a little excited, you know. Jus' warnin' you."
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 19:08:40 GMT -5
"Right on, fancypants. Do what you've got to do," *she said helpfully, sticking her hands in her pockets and glancing at his crotch expectantly and with great academic interest.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 19:16:38 GMT -5
*Well. That was... helpful. He wasn't sure he was feeling so into this right now.*
"'kaythen," *Cry-Baby said, shucking his leather jacket. Then his t-shirt. Which wasn't, he supposed, strictly necessary but did show off his ink. He paused at the fly of his jeans and glanced sheepishly at Valerie.*
"Could you... I mean, could I look at you?"
*He glanced meaningfully at her dress.*
"I'd like to see you," *he said softly.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 19:20:20 GMT -5
"Oh, yes, sure, whatever. No big deal, right?" *she popped the buttons out of their holes in rapid succession and stepped out of her dress a moment later, draping it over the back of a chair before moving on to her undergarments. Her hair was already loose about her shoulders as she propped a boot on the chair to undo the laces. She hopped on one foot for a moment before she yanked it off, followed by one stocking with a hole in the toe. She was a bit on the skinny side and for the most part pretty pale with a few freckles dotted across the bridge of her nose. She wasn't a raging beauty, but besides being a bit gawky in the manner of most teenagers, she was quite pretty.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 26, 2008 19:26:36 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby's dark eyes followed her. She wasn't Brandi. But she was pretty, an' much more interesting than the girls at school. That was for sure. And if he had to do this, there were worse ways.
But even as his fingers fumbled at his belt buckle, his stomach made a little flip. He had to do this. For Brandi's sake. But he didn't really like it. Even if the idea in front of him was... well, that was more than likable.
It was all very confusing.
Jeans rucked down his hips as he watched her natural, unselfconscious movements. And he wasn't too terribly surprised to find himself a little... interested.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 26, 2008 19:29:06 GMT -5
*She had just finished shimmying out of her pantalets when she turned and realized he'd been similarly occupied.*
"Oh! Um...heh." *She turned bright red for a moment. She cleared her throat and stretched her arms lightly and tilted her head from side to side.* "What now, chief?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 27, 2008 10:14:16 GMT -5
*Being hot and nekkid was something Cry-Baby knew something about. So he just smirked a little, as was his wont. He approached her slowly, reaching out to cup her shoulders in his hands.*
"Can say no anytime," *he said, but he bent to kiss the spot where her neck met her shoulder, using it as an opportunity to step closer. No sense being too clinical.*
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