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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 15, 2007 17:13:43 GMT -5
Emilian arched his back into her with the touch of her fingers on his back and an intensely relaxed look crossed his face, his back was somewhat of a weak spot for him. He wrapped both arms around her, pressing one up and one down, "It has to be exact, or you still owe me," he murmured as he took a breath before returning the kisses.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Oct 15, 2007 17:41:47 GMT -5
She grinned, her hands continuously moving up and down his back.
""It's alright, I don't have to pay you back today." a glint in her eyes suggested she wasn't backing down anytime soon, she let down her guard as both hand rested on his shoulders, as she sighed into the kiss.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 15, 2007 17:50:16 GMT -5
"Today," Emilian repeated with a grin as he picked her up and put her back on the table, kissing her deeply.
Emilian's heart was racing as he kissed her collarbone once more before laying beside her, exhausted, his eyes closed. His chest moved up and down with his long, deep breaths. After a few moments he looked over at her, his hands behind his head, and his lips curved in something between a smirk and a smile. "You never said you wanted me," he said, grinning.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Oct 15, 2007 17:54:35 GMT -5
She rolled over, her head on his chest, while her hand rested on his abdomen, her chest rising and falling with every deep breath. She looked up into his eyes, a smirk on her lips.
"I think the answer to that was very obvious." she sighed. She looked outside, people were probably wondering why she hadn't opened the place yet. She sighed sitting up and getting dressed. She turned back to Emilian she dipped her head down placing a kiss on his lips.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 15, 2007 17:59:40 GMT -5
Emilian smirked, then sat up, his legs hanging over the edge of the table as he watched her. He hopped down and hunted for his jeans, and when he finally found them he picked them up, forcing his way into them. It was times like these where he regretted wearing them, but once they were on he was happy with the way they looked. He threaded his belt through the loops but let the ends dangle, "So, do you regret it?" he asked, watching her.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Oct 15, 2007 18:03:41 GMT -5
She tapped a finger to her chin thoughtfully and shook her head with a smirk.
"I'm still waiting for it to come crashing down on me, but so far, I don't feel the impact, do you think it was worth your time?" she asked him she sat down on one of the bar stools with her legs crossed.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 15, 2007 18:09:04 GMT -5
Emilian found his wand and shoved it back down into the waistband of his pants and pushed his feet back into his big, clunky boots. He didn't tie them, but walked over to her and kissed her lightly on the mouth. "Oh yes, much better than my morning romp," he said, a glint entering his eyes.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Oct 15, 2007 18:13:36 GMT -5
She raised a brow, as she kept her arms around his neck, keeping him from moving away, her grey eyes boring into his blue ones.
"Morning romp?" she quoted him, as she raised a brow. Her heat thudded against her chest as she wanted to deny what she knew deep down what he meant.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 15, 2007 18:17:43 GMT -5
"Oh yes," Emilian said, his eyes flashing and a grin coming to his lips. "You see," he leaned forward, whispering in her ear, "Savannah wasn't nearly as willing as you were." He wrapped his right arm around her waist, his left hovered over the spot in his waistband where is wand was hidden. "Princess." He drew out the word in his softest voice.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Oct 15, 2007 18:23:07 GMT -5
She froze, her arms falling limp from his neck, her eyes grew wide. She felt horrible, not at him, but herself, she had been through those exact same things. She couldn't bring herself to tell him that, she wouldn't, her eyes darted to where her supposed his wand was, as her own traveled her hers lying down on the table away from them. If she were to dash for it, he would be able to stop her. She took a deep breath, she wasn't sure if she said this to keep the situation light, or if she just did it to fill up her own loneliness. Her hands shaking reached up to rest on his chest.
"Savannah, will never be like me." she whispered, her voice cracking, she knew that as soon as this was over, she would look around for Savannah.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 15, 2007 18:27:52 GMT -5
Emilian shook his head and nuzzled her neck, "No, she didn't moan my name like you did." His free hand came up to stroke her jaw. "Do you regret it now?" he murmured, his lips moving against her neck. He hoped she didn't too very bad, she had been fun and he rather liked the idea of having some more fun with her.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Oct 15, 2007 18:33:15 GMT -5
Her lower lip trembled, as she brought up her hand to hold his head against her neck, she didn't want him to see the doubt in her face. Her voice sounded strong, though it was nothign compared to how she was feeling.
"No not yet." she tried hard to compose her face. Her eyes were a dull grey, as she stopped her lower lip from trembling by biting down on her. She ran her free hand through her disheveled hair combing it back down.
"She, she's not worth it." she was trying her best to save Vannah from it happening again.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 15, 2007 18:46:29 GMT -5
Emilian smiled, he could feel her heart beating with his lips. "No, it's only fun once," he said, his voice sounding of experience. "She's free, but," he pulled back, looking into her eyes coldly, "If she goes spreading it around, that pretty little boyfriend of hers is the one on the line. I may go back after her, if one day I get bored and don't have anyone else to entertain." His lips curled as he looked at her, he knew she'd understand the implication of his words.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Oct 15, 2007 18:53:21 GMT -5
Her heart was racing, she knew he could heart it, a look of worry shot across her face, but it was gone as quickly as it came.
"I'm sure she won't." she mumbled, her heart now was slowing down, she had taught herself to calm down, to keep herself emotionless. Her face went blank as her heart returned to a healthier rhythm.
"I'm sure you wont need entertainment for a very long time." at that instant she wanted to run out and tell Vannah that she was there for her.
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Post by Emilian Sota on Oct 15, 2007 18:58:23 GMT -5
Emilian hung both arms on her hips, resting his hands on her bottom, "I don't know, you girls at this school have spoiled me already," he said, thinking back. Then he shrugged, "Though, of course, you were..." he stopped and grinned smugly, she knew she was good, he didn't need to tell her that. "I suppose it will hold me over a few days." He kissed her roughly on the mouth, pressing his lips to hers in a way much different from how he had done it before, it held a sense of possessiveness, like he was proclaiming that she was now his, and his alone.
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