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Apr 19, 2008 15:19:38 GMT -5
Post by Eloise Thomson on Apr 19, 2008 15:19:38 GMT -5
Eloise grimaced hearing him describe Adara that way, she watched the expression on his face as he described her biting on her lip, hard, she could feel her teeth cutting into it but didn't hesitate at all to remove them, "And I'm the total opposite." She said in a cracked whisper, she finally understood why he was always pushing her away, because she wasn't beautiful at all... well, not as beautiful as Adara was to Emilian. She let outy a long loud sigh a pout on her face as she looked down not wanting to look at him.
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Apr 19, 2008 19:46:20 GMT -5
Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 19, 2008 19:46:20 GMT -5
Emilian looked at her, looking down the aisle to make sure no one was there, and came up close to her. "Yes, you are. But that doesn't mean you're not very pretty in your own right. You're feisty where she's quiet, you're irresistible in a completely different way than she is." In a way that was significant enough to where he could resist her, so long as she didn't initiate anything.
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Apr 20, 2008 5:00:38 GMT -5
Post by Eloise Thomson on Apr 20, 2008 5:00:38 GMT -5
Eloise didn't look up, feeling him there she placed her head on his chest, her body pressed up against his, she listened to everything he was saying her expression not changing but her heart pounding incontrolably, he actually though that way about her, I wish it was me you chose a line from a famous muggle song played through her head, and it was exactly the way she felt she wished that it was her Emilian chose rather than Adara.
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Apr 20, 2008 9:19:27 GMT -5
Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 20, 2008 9:19:27 GMT -5
Emilian couldn't help the arm that went around her, couldn't help when he nuzzled against her neck. Adara wouldn't know. He wasn't doing anything wrong. Wasn't kissing her, wasn't touching her. Yet. As soon as it started he pulled completely away from her, cursing himself, muttering under his breath something about how he couldn't kiss her, even if he wanted to. An argument against himself that should have been silent but was whispered like a madman as he went to the next aisle. Because, somehow, saying the words was much more effective than just thinking them.
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Apr 20, 2008 11:44:48 GMT -5
Post by Eloise Thomson on Apr 20, 2008 11:44:48 GMT -5
Eloise pressed herself harder against him feeling his face in her neck but as fast as it had all happened, it had stopped, he had left her whispering something. Eloise put a hand on his shoulder, "Whats wrong?" She asked biting her lip, maybe it was something she had done or said. "Emilian..." She said his name slowly, she moved her hand from his shoulder anxious that he might get angry like the time at the lake.
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Apr 20, 2008 12:15:38 GMT -5
Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 20, 2008 12:15:38 GMT -5
Emilian sighed angrily, "I want to kiss you," he said, "That's what's wrong." It aggravated him that he couldn't, and then again he had to keep himself away, knowing that the reward for stopping would be worth the current stress of keeping himself from doing it. There was always the possibility that she would kiss him, and in that case he had no idea how he would act, even if he hoped he would be able to push her away.
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Apr 20, 2008 12:40:53 GMT -5
Post by Eloise Thomson on Apr 20, 2008 12:40:53 GMT -5
Eloise turned to look at him, blushing slightly she pressed herself up against him, and pushed her lips against his kissing him gently as she did so, her arms hooking around his neck, bringing herself up higher so that she was able to kiss him easier, well it was what he wanted... or so he had said, her fingers tangled into his hair as she continued to kiss him not letting go.
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Apr 20, 2008 12:59:16 GMT -5
Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 20, 2008 12:59:16 GMT -5
There was a murmured "Damn you" in between the kisses, even though his arm went around her waist. Something in his mind screamed at him to break it, but he ignored it, just for a little while, giving her a kiss she wouldn't forget. And then, with a groan, Emilian broke it, pushing her roughly away from him. "Didn't it once cross your mind why I said that that's what's wrong?" he growled at her, anger in his eyes. He had broken his promise to Adara, even if he had pushed her away, he had returned Eloise's kiss.
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Apr 20, 2008 13:21:17 GMT -5
Post by Eloise Thomson on Apr 20, 2008 13:21:17 GMT -5
Eloise groaned too as he broke the kiss, although his kiss was amazing, a sort of kiss she knew that she could noly ever experience with him... which is part of the reason she craved his touch like a drug, "Because of Adara... or one of your other girls, right?" She said rolling her eyes, she let out a small sigh quite annoyed really, at that moment in time Eloise needed Emilian. "I don't understand though... you want to kiss me, but you push me away, I want to kiss you too, we both want the exact same thing so why can't we?" She said in a whiney tone.
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Apr 20, 2008 13:34:27 GMT -5
Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 20, 2008 13:34:27 GMT -5
"Because I have to go pay for this," Emilian said bitterly, staring into her eyes. Then he pushed past her and gave his bag to the man at the front, pulling out his money and refusing to look at her. Yes, it was all about Adara. His body demanded that he go back to Eloise and give her everything they both wanted, but he couldn't. He wanted to take her back to the store, up those stairs. He needed to get away from her, he tried to push Adara's hurt face into his mind, knowing it would be so much worse if he did it again.
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Apr 20, 2008 13:45:48 GMT -5
Post by Eloise Thomson on Apr 20, 2008 13:45:48 GMT -5
Eloise gritted her teeth to keep herself saying something she would regret, he was blatantly lying to her but she shrugged it off staring down at the floor, she could feel her eyes watering up, she hated being pushed away from him she wanted him so badly her body urged for his touch. His kiss. Him. Eloise dug her teeth into her lips hard, she knew that her teeth would soon cut through her lip but she didn't care she would hurt herself as long as she didn't have him. Eloise's eyes burned at the pain in her lip she quickly stopped biting her lip feeling the coppery taste of blood, she licked it away quickly continuing to glare at the floor angrily.
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Apr 20, 2008 13:52:21 GMT -5
Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 20, 2008 13:52:21 GMT -5
Emilian payed what the man asked, avoiding the question in his eyes and murmuring thank you as he took the bag. He went to the door, taking the handle and turning back to look at her. It was hard to remind himself that he didn't need to take her in his arms and kiss her, that he didn't need to make her forget the blood on her lip, to remind himself that it was just a want, and he could ignore it. He turned the handle and walked out, leaning against the wall outside to calm the rush in his blood.
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Apr 20, 2008 14:02:02 GMT -5
Post by Eloise Thomson on Apr 20, 2008 14:02:02 GMT -5
Eloise folowed him out of the store, she didn't even know why she was bothering anymore. Eloise sucked on her lip gently to stop the bleeding, "Uhhh... maybe I should go." She said quietly, still not wanting to meet his gaze, her blue eyes no longer bright but cloudy and mysterious as she stared down at the ground the thoughts and feelings of the kiss rushing through her, as she quickly looked up at him.
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Apr 20, 2008 14:06:51 GMT -5
Post by Emilian Sota on Apr 20, 2008 14:06:51 GMT -5
"Oh, so you're not going to follow me back to my place and ambush me or something?" he asked sarcastically, his eyes narrowed at her. It was the last thing Emilian needed, he didn't need her to come after him, he was going to be in enough trouble as it was. There was no way Adara would be able to make it through the town without hearing about that strange boy that runs the jewelry shop walking around with a tiny blonde girl.
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Apr 20, 2008 14:13:55 GMT -5
Post by Eloise Thomson on Apr 20, 2008 14:13:55 GMT -5
Eloise looked up staring daggers into him, "Shut up. I know that you take me for some sort of common whore, but believe me... I'm not who you think I am." She said dangerously as angry as ever, "You know nothing about me!" She spat furiously, "This is what I don't understand about you... you tell me that you want me, and now look at the way you're treating me." She hissed the taste of the blood back in her mouth, she wiped her lips quickly the blood staining the sleeve of her jumper.
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