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Post by Teja on Sept 20, 2011 23:26:22 GMT -5
She took his hands and pulled him close enough to hold onto his vest with one hand, lean on his chest, and hold his hand with the other. "I'd ask you to dance but I've been wearing four-inch heels all day," she bemoaned. "Hold onto me and let me pretend we're dancing," she pleaded with weak laughter.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Sept 21, 2011 5:35:41 GMT -5
"What, like this-"
And all at once he had picked her up and was holding her in his arms so that she was essentially sitting on his right forearm while he supported her back with his left.
(and she was pretty, of course, and smelled not only of her own perfume but of a thousand delicious fragrances that clung to her from work, and he realized too late that this position put him dangerously close to being eye level with her small but very nicely perky breasts and had to lower her with a bit of a gasp...)
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Post by Teja on Sept 21, 2011 12:24:38 GMT -5
She actually gave a single shriek when he picked her up, her first response a panic one, and then started laughing, but he'd set her down within a moment. "No, I meant exactly like I was originally doing," she said, leaning on his chest and then daring to wrap her arms around his waist. It was very tight. She grinned and bit her lip.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Sept 21, 2011 12:32:00 GMT -5
He winced slightly and gently lifted her arms a little higher.
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Post by Teja on Sept 21, 2011 12:35:04 GMT -5
She stroked between his shoulder blades - seemngly absent-mindedly, but actually quite on purpose.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Sept 21, 2011 12:38:58 GMT -5
"You're a bit tactile today-"
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Post by Teja on Sept 21, 2011 12:41:37 GMT -5
She looked up at him. "Well, you can touch me back, you know," she said quite brightly.
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Sept 21, 2011 12:45:23 GMT -5
"I know, but that's..."
Darkly:
"That's different."
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Post by Teja on Sept 21, 2011 12:47:42 GMT -5
She stopped, letting her hands rest.
"How so?"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Sept 21, 2011 12:49:01 GMT -5
"You won't disappoint me," he muttered.
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Post by Teja on Sept 21, 2011 12:50:55 GMT -5
She worried for an uneasy split-second if he had really, really good gaydar or something.
"And you think you will?"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Sept 21, 2011 12:52:06 GMT -5
"Never mind."
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Post by Teja on Sept 21, 2011 12:53:29 GMT -5
"Have you even looked in a mirror recently?"
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Post by Loki Odinsson on Sept 21, 2011 12:55:31 GMT -5
"Can we move on-"
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Post by Teja on Sept 21, 2011 12:57:05 GMT -5
She looked stricken. "I'm sorry-"
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