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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Dec 16, 2013 23:54:26 GMT -5
Ly waited just long enough to ensure he knew it was her decision, then reached out to grab a hand to offer her leverage and strength. "Here you are," she said. "Work with me, now." It always ended in a jerk, pulling someone free of a stair, that much she had noticed.
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Post by Aerion Blackwood on Dec 17, 2013 0:02:28 GMT -5
Aerion pulled a slow breath, then stood as best he could and took Lida's hand. He wobbled a bit between the trick stair and the one he intended to pull himself onto, then gave a heave and a tug that left him breathless and far too close. He could count her eyelashes if he felt the desire to do so. He closed his eyes, wavered, and leaned forward, catching himself with a gasp at the last moment. "I'm sorry, thank you... I won't..." He started to move backward, toward the trick step he'd just gotten pulled out of.
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Dec 17, 2013 0:06:02 GMT -5
"Kiss me?" Ly finished for him. She'd kissed guys before, though that was about as far as her experience when when it came to males. "You should do it." Her hand slid up his arm to his shoulder and her other rested gently at his hip. "You want to." Now her lips were so close to his, surely he couldn't resist.
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Post by Aerion Blackwood on Dec 17, 2013 0:23:26 GMT -5
Aerion fought against his body, against the urge to sin he'd been so afraid of. He couldn't seem to move, not to pull away, not to speak, and definitely not to press against her. His lips moved soundlessly, trying to find words of protest, but all that happened was a feather-light brush against hers. Or had he imagined it? Was there still a breath between them?
"I shouldn't," he said, the words little more than a whisper. Oh, her eyes were such a striking green! His father's eyes were green, but not as bright, and he'd always admired them. He couldn't do this, he didn't even know how, and yet his eyelids were so heavy, and the pull was so strong. "What if I can't stop?"
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Dec 17, 2013 14:56:54 GMT -5
"Oh, we can't think about stopping when we haven't even started," Ly murmured, shifting just a little so that her lips did brush against his. Her fingers dipped into his hair. "Have you never been kissed? Do I scare you?" Wasn't there some old line about not playing with food before eating it? She'd never been good at following such rules.
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Post by Aerion Blackwood on Dec 19, 2013 15:19:29 GMT -5
A small sound, part squeak and part moan, slipped from between Aerion's lips. He managed a whispered "yes," an affirmative for both her questions. His brother might have slipped free of the house, may have danced with a girl who was not their sister or done even more, but Aerion had done nothing but cover up Asher's absence and listen wide-eyed to stories after.
His entire body was stiff, from a neck that wanted to stretch forward less than an inch to shoulders that ached to move his arms, to give in and touch, to legs that wanted to take a step back so he could breathe. He should do that. He should, and yet his legs weren't moving.
He closed his eyes, for a moment almost swaying into her, drugged by the feel of her hands against him, toying with him in a way that was irresistible. Then he dragged his eyes open with a force of will. Sin from thy lips? he thought, the lines coming easily to his mind. O trespass sweetly urged!
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Dec 22, 2013 21:27:11 GMT -5
Ly slipped a finger or two beneath the hem of his shirt and pulled his hips to hers. "That's a shame." Her lashes slipped low and she took his lips lightly with her own. It was such a light kiss, but a kiss nonetheless. She didn't care that he'd managed to pull his eyes open. Maybe she would pull away in a minute or two just to see if he would follow after to keep the contact.
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Post by Aerion Blackwood on Dec 23, 2013 0:58:37 GMT -5
Or maybe, after a heartbeat where Aerion's entire being flared with life, excitement, and raw, damnable need, a moment where his lips pressed almost violently to hers and the world darkened to nothing beyond the two of them, just maybe he would pull away gasping. He didn't know how his hands had found her hips, didn't know how he could relish the brief taste he'd stolen of her lips even as he hated himself for weakness. He stumbled, almost falling into the trick stair again before he took a second step away from it.
He shook his head in denial of what had happened. She'd caught him in her trap, and it was sweeter and more dangerous than he could ever have imagined. "You won't tempt me to sin," he told her, using the words as a talisman.
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Post by Lystravirtue Phrixus on Dec 23, 2013 15:21:41 GMT -5
"The sweetest things in life are sins," Ly murmured. "There isn't any reason to keep yourself from them." She'd rarely ever kept herself from doing things she wanted to do. Keeping herself away from the things she wanted only left frustration and disappointment. Life was better when she gave in.
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Post by Aerion Blackwood on Dec 23, 2013 15:32:04 GMT -5
Aerion shook his head. "I can't," he said and, more confidently, "I won't." He was going to find the common room, find the dormitory and get his things. His mother's plans for him and his brother had failed, but his father's would work. He'd go home, then send a proposition to the freak. Aerion turned to head back down the stairs, a bit more carefully than last time.
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