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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 10:17:51 GMT -5
"Jesus..." *she whispered faintly, flushing hotly. Somehow her hands found their way along his arms, but damned if she could guess how.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 27, 2008 11:25:37 GMT -5
Oh Brandi... You know I'm doin' this for you. But god damn, I hope you can forgive me if I enjoy it just a little...
*Her soft flesh seemed to melt a little under his hands, and he steered her backward until her knees met the edge of the bed. His hands skittered along her sides. He was intensely conscious of her virginity, of his responsibility, of Brandi probably being in the next room, of the pictures flooding his mind that wanted him to be anything but gentle.
He was a bad boy, sure. But that didn't mean he needed leather in every part of his life. He lowered her to the bed, one hand running along the underside of her breast, the other experimentally up the inside of her thigh.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 11:30:41 GMT -5
*Instinctively she scissored her legs together, unfortunately slamming his knuckles between her kneecaps in the process.*
"Oh, God, I'm so sorry," *she gasped with horror, propping herself up on her elbows.* "I just...I didn't think...er..." *she winced.* "Have I injured you?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 27, 2008 11:41:42 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby sucked on a knuckle but grinned at her over it.*
"No problem," *he said.* "See where it helps to be... I dunno, in the mood, as they say?"
*He drew a hand through her hair.*
"Can I make ya more comfortable?"
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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 11:45:11 GMT -5
*She stared at him for a moment then burst into some hearty giggles.*
"Ahhh I'll wager you didn't picture this in your plans for the day when you woke up this morning," *she said, shaking her head with a grin at the utter absurdity of the entire situation. She sat up to face him, still smiling.*
"I'll try to be more accommodating," *she promised as she leaned forward and copied his earlier move in drawing her lips lightly across his shoulder, one hand resting on his knee.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 27, 2008 11:49:10 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby's skin shivered with his natural reaction to her touch. This was weird, but not as bad as it could be.
Not bad at all, really. He'd parse the guilt factor over that later. After all, physiology dictated he enjoy is somewhat.*
"That's right decent of you," *he murmured, the skin of his thigh jumping at her hand's proximity. He refocused his own attentions on her breasts.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 11:51:55 GMT -5
"Well, I'm nice. Sometimes."
*Strangely, she found herself paging through books in her mind. A certain book. One that rarely gathered dust on its shelf. Focusing on a particular illustration that came to mind. She straddled his lap and tilted her head to kiss him lightly on the lips for a moment before darting the tip of her tongue against his mouth.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 27, 2008 12:06:57 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby raised his eyebrows at her sudden forwardness, but he wasn't about to let that bother him. The bare skin of their legs sliding against each other teased him, excited him, and he took up her tongue's invitation and captured her lips softly with his own, his own tongue seeking entrance.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 12:12:15 GMT -5
*A soft sound of pleasure drifted from her lips as their tongues slid together. She angled her head slightly to deepen the kiss, weaving her fingers through his hair. Valerie arched her spine, pressing against him softly, her skin cool and smooth even as she began to tremble slightly.*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 27, 2008 12:28:52 GMT -5
*Cry-Baby smiled against her lips. That was more like it. His hands spread along her back, pressing her closer. His kiss gained urgency as their skin met, chest to chest.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 12:49:50 GMT -5
*Her fingers slid down his spine, almost curiously. She felt his strength, his heat pouring in throbbing waves over her skin and making every pore a pinprick of living fire, but she wasn't afraid or awkward, anymore. In her mind, she was already carrying his child, so what did it matter what they did, now?*
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 27, 2008 12:57:09 GMT -5
((Philosophy FTW.))
*Kissing still, Cry-Baby took one of her hands in his and moved it between them and then, slowly, down. In the classic manner of the male demanding something with a backup plan of denying the whole thing.
It wasn't like she wasn't enjoying it, either.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 13:02:20 GMT -5
*Valerie was enjoying it, truth be told, but the situation proved to be too much for her to wholly suppress her dry sense of humour as she touched him and she chuckled a little, the sound muffled by their kiss.*
Squishsquishsquish.
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Post by Cry Baby on Feb 27, 2008 13:40:33 GMT -5
((Charming, dear.))
*Cry-Baby didn't mind humor in sex at all. Brandi had taught him the value of it. In a totally good way, he swore.
But right now things were more pressing than funny, and he groaned softly into her mouth as she touched him.*
"'S'right," *he mumbled.* "You learn quick."
*He flipped them around so she lay underneath him as he propped himself up on his arms. He bent to kiss her body, seeking her warm, soft skin as he descended.*
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Post by Valerie on Feb 27, 2008 13:44:06 GMT -5
((She's a snappy sixteen year old.))
*Valerie gasped lightly and pressed her hands over her eyes for a moment as though somehow it might help calm the bizarre feelings rocketing through her nerves.*
"You're good," *she moaned softly, catching his eye and giving him a blurry smile.*
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