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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 30, 2008 14:31:47 GMT -5
Markise's lips rounded into an O, and he only just stopped himself from letting his eyes slip closed at the feel of Ariel's kisses. He needed to watch the path. He needed... "Ooh," Markise said softly, opening his eyes when he realized he'd closed them anyway. His hands moved back, settling against Ariel's hips, and he shifted backward suggestively. It was becoming difficult to think of the risk of getting caught when his mind was fading.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 30, 2008 19:29:55 GMT -5
"Watch the path," Ariel whispered against Markise's neck, his eyes slipping open to glance up towards the break in the trees before closing again to work on the tender skin just underneath Markise's ear. He would stop soon enough, before it all got to be too much, however good it felt to have those hips shifting against his own.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 30, 2008 19:49:28 GMT -5
Markise forced his hazy eyes to focus on the path, but he couldn't seem to spare any concentration to actually watch it. He told himself that he'd notice any motion and snap out of it, then let himself go. He made his eyes stay on that path, but his mind was distracted entirely by what Ariel was doing to him. Markise's hands firmed against Ariel's hips, and it was all he could do not to remove the distraction of cloth from between them.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 30, 2008 20:06:23 GMT -5
Ariel sighed softly and let his hands spread out over Markise's stomach. They moved slowly over the smooth muscles and up to his chest, only to pull back down and rest on his hips as Ariel forced his lips away. "How long do you think it takes to get to that classroom?" he whispered against Markise's ear. It already wasn't going to be fun waiting to get up there, but if they started now...
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 30, 2008 20:10:39 GMT -5
Markise groaned at the end to the pleasurable torture Ariel had been putting him through and blinked, his eyes focusing a bit as he forced his mind to work. "Too long," he complained. It wasn't anywhere near the ground floor, and likely not this side of the castle, either. "We'll find another," Markise said. "It's easy." He and Kwami hadn't had a set space to meet in. Kwami had always wanted somewhere different, so Markise had gotten good at scouting for out-of-the-way classrooms. It wasn't something he'd admit to Ariel, but it was apparently going to come in handy.
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Post by Ariel Logan Callahan on Oct 30, 2008 20:50:08 GMT -5
Ariel pressed another kiss just below Markise's ear and then pulled away, turning to his clothes and refusing to acknowledge the heat so low in his abdomen. He started pulling on clothes, actually attempting to pull them straight and make them look at least half-way decent, considering they were going to be walking through the school together. He tried to keep his mind off of what was going to happen, but failed miserably, and eventually just gave in to the images invading his mind.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Oct 30, 2008 21:00:24 GMT -5
Markise could hardly concentrate on the motions of dressing right now, let alone how straight his clothes were. Still, he forced himself to arrange them, and as well as he could manage hid the evidence of how eager he was to get going. That was something that would cause issues, he was certain. When Markise had some control over himself, he turned back to Ariel with gleaming eyes. "Let's go," he said. They'd hide in a broom closet if it was the best he could find. With that, Markise headed for the path he'd been so lazily watching. He didn't want to waste any time.
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