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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Dec 8, 2009 3:04:48 GMT
*Breath catches as her hand skims softly across his skin, shivers running head to toe.*
*Breathlessly.*
That was sort of the plan.
*Pokes out his tongue, teasing her. He honestly didn't plan on spending the whole day entangled around her under the comforter.*
*Struggles to sit up.*
You're right, I should really get dre-
*Swallows hard, trying to regain his thoughts, but fails miserably as she is so close to him, and even clothed she is far too tempting.*
Oh sod it, never mind.
*Lays back, shifting himself more comfortably under her body, catching her soft lips with his.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Dec 8, 2009 3:16:21 GMT
*She's about to sigh as he sits up, but is happily distracted by his lips on hers. So much so that she doesn't notice she's reached down to tug on his towel until it slides out of her hand and onto the floor.*
*Reluctantly, she pulls back and opens her eyes she didn't know she closed in the first place.*
Such- a- distraction-
*Kisses his skin between each word, torn between standing so she can peel off her clothes or stay where she's at and watch what happens.*
-I like this plan.
*Smiles before locking her lips to his as one hand runs through his hair.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Dec 8, 2009 3:25:24 GMT
*Hardly notices his towel disappearing through the fireworks her lips send rocketing through his body.*
*His breathing comes in short ragged breaths as she plays with his hair. Toes curling up while soft moans leave his throat.*
*Inches his lips far enough away to speak.*
I disagree with you on that, Bell.
*Holds her tightly, rolling onto his side.*
We wouldn't be in this predicament, if you would have gotten dressed straight out of the shower.
*Nudges her onto her back, holding himself away from her, similar to way he did the night they met.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Dec 8, 2009 3:38:53 GMT
*She blushes, feeling more than seeing his sans clothing state against her fully dressed self. Licking her lips, she shivers at how he's close enough to touch, but still not as close as she'd like him to be.*
Don't go pinning this on me now-
*Nods to their current position with a grin*
-I wasn't the one strutting about in a towel. Well, not as long as you did at least.
*Reaches up to run her hands over his chest, over to his back.*
Imagine if I wouldn't have had the towel, though.
*Winks, now grinning wickedly at the thought.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Dec 8, 2009 21:38:01 GMT
*Moves into her quickly as she puts a very vivid image in his head, kissing every inch of her he can reach.*
*Mumbles against her neck.*
You play a dirty game.
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Post by Katie Bell on Dec 8, 2009 21:57:39 GMT
*Shivers at his tone, eyes fluttering shut as she feels his lips on her neck. Shakily replies*
And you love it.
*Pushes on his chest, wanting enough space to get rid of her obnoxious jeans while she's thinking about it. Unfortunately, she's sure it'd be easier to push a Hippogriff than getting him to move.*
I-
*Arches beneath him, kissing all down his neck and across his shoulder.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Dec 8, 2009 22:03:22 GMT
*Continues to kiss her along the neck, loosing himself as her lips move across his shoulder.*
You know I do.
*Inhales deeply, knowing that they should actually spend some time doing something other than this.*
*Pushes himself up and away from her again, an evil glint in his eye.*
But there is a time for that. And-
*Rolls off of her, and the bed, snatching up his towel to cover himself.*
-now is not the time for that.
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Post by Katie Bell on Dec 8, 2009 22:15:53 GMT
*Almost whimpers as he moves back, and at first she sits up to follow him. The look in his eyes makes her heart beat fast and loud enough that she wonders if he hears it. When his words sink in and the towel's brought up- she falls back onto the bed with a groan.*
You...
*Huffs, clutching to the sheets to keep herself from jumping the wizard. She grumbles, fighting back her smile.*
One of these days, love. Trust me.
*Doesn't elaborate on her comment, partially since she doesn't even know what she's talking about. If he stays in the room much longer, she won't be able to stop herself.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Dec 8, 2009 22:26:01 GMT
*Wraps the towel tightly around his waist, grinning evilly at her as he moves to the dresser, yanking a drawer open.*
Me what?
*Knows exactly what. Reaches in and pulls out a random pair of boxers.*
One of these days what, exactly?
*Smirks, dropping the towel to put on his boxers.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Dec 8, 2009 22:35:13 GMT
You bloody tease.
*She squirms, sitting up once more. Licking her lips, she watches his every move- her lungs lock when the towel falls, and she shakes her head.*
I haven't-
*Her first words come out weakly, and she speaks up.*
-the foggiest.
*Shifts, reluctant to leave the comfort of the bed until she regains what little self control she had to begin with.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Dec 8, 2009 22:43:10 GMT
*Is certain he is driving her mad, and enjoys do so very much. Now she has a bit of insight as to how he feels every millisecond he is around her.*
Tease? Moi?
*Smirks smugly, strutting confidently toward the bed, eyes burning.*
Shame you can't remember, sugar lips. I really wanted to know what to expect.
*Drops himself onto the bed next to her, propping his head in a hand, laying on his side looking up at her.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Dec 8, 2009 22:55:24 GMT
*Licks her lips once more, as if the nickname were literal.*
That was sort of the plan-
*Quotes him from before, her eyes smoldering as he settles beside her. Suddenly she feels like she's lost control- one second she's laying down and the next she's clinging to him, stretching to crush her lips to his.*
Yes, you. You're such a tease.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Dec 8, 2009 23:02:49 GMT
I was ju-
*Suddenly he finds his lips too busy to finish that statement, and Katie clinging to him like white on rice. He didn't know she could be so passionate about something besides Quidditch.*
*Just as quickly as she jumped on him, he once again gets lost in her. His hands grab the edge of her shirt, and yank it up forcefully, not fast enough for him.*
*Pulls away just long enough to speak.*
As if I could keep that up.
*Crushes his lips against her once more, fingers walking up each of her sides.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Dec 8, 2009 23:14:21 GMT
*Twitches with a smile as his fingers run up her sides, tearing her lips from his so she can pull her shirt over her head. It's dropped somewhere over the side of the bed before she pushes him onto his back and clambers over him.*
*Asks between kissing the skin of his chest in a teasingly slow manner.*
You- were just- what?
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Dec 9, 2009 0:02:56 GMT
*Runs his fingers through her hair as it dangles before him. He knew they'd end up in this situation, he just wanted to play with her a bit first.*
*Draws a blank, blinking up at her.*
Wha'?
*Starts to push himself up toward her, unable to resist her warm soft lips.*
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