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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 23, 2009 21:47:17 GMT
*Sits against the wall banging the back of his head lightly against it, staring blankly at the door.*
Bloody hell, what am I doing? You know how bad you want her.
*With tensed hands he places the palms of his hands against his eyes, pressing until he can see stars. This is all so strange to him, never before has he not given in to his needs.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 23, 2009 22:02:19 GMT
*With shaky hands, she quickly washes most of if not all the ingredients from her hair. She scrubs her scalp roughly, trying to pull her attention away from her nerves. One thought of what could've happened flashes before her eyes and Katie groans.*
*Slowly, her hands- still shaking- slide over her wet skin. She bites her lip again, now trying to keep herself quiet and not screaming. Her head tilts back, and the words are spoken without warning*
Greyson, dammit![/i]
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 23, 2009 22:10:28 GMT
*Jerks his face away from his hands to glare at the door that separates him from her. His breathing becomes shallow, and his heart begins to race as thoughts of what she is doing in there burn through his mind.*
Sod it.
*Hops to his feet, unthinkingly, and lunges at the door. As he paws the door knob he shoves his shoulder against the door, pushing it open.*
*With a lick of his lips he reaches out, and pulls aside the shower curtain, looking to Katie with fire burning in his eyes.*
*Breathlessly.*
Katie...
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 23, 2009 22:37:47 GMT
*Her lungs lock, heart skips and hands freeze as the curtains are ripped back, and Katie's left staring at the wizard with wide eyes. Shocked at his enterance, her jaw drops- a bit terrified that she's been caught and she blushes.*
Bloody hell.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 23, 2009 23:07:35 GMT
*Bites his lip, running his hands through his messy hair. Now that he's staring at her he cannot believe he just left her in here like he did.*
*A lascivious smile creeps onto his lips as she blushes, and he yanks off his messy pajamas, slowly creeping into the shower with her.*
I couldn't wait any longer. Lookit me, I'm a complete disaster.
*With that said he locks his lips onto hers, pushing her back toward the tiled wall.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 23, 2009 23:25:36 GMT
*Thinks*
Oh Gods, he's smiling, he's smiling- why is he smiling?
*She blinks, eyes zeroed on the wizard's muscled frame as he peels off his own messy clothes. He steps into the shower with her and says something, but it's not like she's paying attention to the words over the movement of his lips. The last thought she has before they kiss again is that he suddenly looks like the cat who's caught the juicy canary.*
*The cold tiles against her back make her shiver, and she slides her hands over every inch of his skin she can reach. Her slippery body moves on its own as she moans into his mouth.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 23, 2009 23:32:16 GMT
*The soft touch of her slippery fingers send shivers throughout his body.* *With his lips moving in sync with hers, Greyson reaches behind him to pull the shower curtain closed. Hopefully that will keep most of the water in the shower with them.* *He moves his lips from hers to her neck, taking little nips along the way. Ever so carefully he positions himself against her to allow free movement, and keep her upright.* *Moans softly into her neck.* Mmm... Katie...*It seems as though there's even more steam in here than the little room could ever hold.* ;D
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 23, 2009 23:57:41 GMT
*Reality sluggishly creeps back into her mind as her muscles stop quivering and her breathing slows to normal. She licks her swollen lips and looks around the room, noticing the steam still clinging to the mirror- and the fuzzy reflection of the two of them brings a mischevious smile to her face.*
Mmm...
*Runs her fingers through his hair, shivering once more as her skin brushes his.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 24, 2009 0:02:30 GMT
*His eyes close as her fingers work through his hair, leaning closer to the gesture. Using a light touch his hands slip down her wet back, arms wrapping around her waist.*
*Whispers.*
I don't know what came over me. I couldn't help myself.
*Presses his forehead to hers, happy he ignored himself, and came in to the shower with her.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 24, 2009 0:19:22 GMT
*She smiles brightly at the wizard before her, one hand sliding down to his chest. Fingers tracing little circles on his wet skin, she whispers back*
I'm not complaining love.
*Is still a bit embarassed that she was caught earlier, a blush rising to her cheeks as she remembers his enterance clearly*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 24, 2009 0:25:10 GMT
*Caresses her cheek with the back of his hand, taking notice of her blush, admiring her.*
Katiebell...
*Lowers his face to hers, brushing his lips against her cheekbone.*
I love you.
*Lifts his head, closing his eyes, allowing the warm water to splash on his face. A small twinge of pain burns through his chest at a glimmer of a memory, a glimmer of Willow. He swallows hard, and hopes that she would want him to be happy, because Katie is what makes him happy, happier than he thought he could ever be again.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 24, 2009 1:23:05 GMT
*Eyes light up brightly as he says the three words every witch wants to hear. However, when she's about to reply, Greyson looks up and the water pours over his face and down to her. She lifts one hand with a grin to keep the droplets out of her eyes*
I lo-
*Frowns, seeing his suddenly sadder expression and wondering what in Merlin's name he's thinking about*
What?
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 24, 2009 1:25:29 GMT
*Lowers his chin, opening his eyes, confusion in them.*
What, what?
*Grins slightly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He has the feeling Katie sensed his slight change in mood.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Nov 24, 2009 1:44:04 GMT
*Narrows her eyes, poking his bare chest*
Don't "What, what?" me.
*Suddenly wonders if his sadder mood had anything to do with her, and she bites her lip nervously. Is that why he's not telling her?*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Nov 24, 2009 1:45:58 GMT
*Eyes widen a bit as he watches her poke him in the chest. He can't help but wonder what he did to upset her.*
*Obviously confused.*
No seriously, what?
*Slides a hand down her wet side, stopping it on her shapely hip.*
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