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Post by Katie Bell on Jan 4, 2010 17:13:22 GMT
*Swallows, reaching back and turning the water to freezing cold as she glances to the curtain. She's thinking she might not want to look out there, not with the sounds he's making, if she doesn't want to break first. Just like she took her time with the soap, she's doing it all over again to wash it all away. In a shaky voice, she comments.* I- I really hope this isn't t-too much for you. *Breath catches, realizing she never included anything about him keeping his hands to himself once the shower is finished. The frigid water does nothing to keep away the thoughts of what could happen once she steps through the curtain again. Especially if he ever catches onto that little fact. *
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jan 5, 2010 20:51:36 GMT
*Stops thumping his head on the wall long enough to cover his entire head with her towel, forcing himself not to look at the shower curtain.*
*Muffled.*
Everything is completely under control out here. Take your time.
*Places the palms of his hands on the towel, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes. There is no reason for Katie to worry about the little loop hole in the bet, he's of no mind to even be thinking along those lines.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Jan 8, 2010 3:12:43 GMT
*Inhales deeply, letting her head fall back as the water splashes onto her face. She shivers in the cold water, reaching back once more to turn off the tap.* Oh, sweet Merlin... *Runs her hands through her hair, squeezing out a good part of the water. Pauses for two seconds before peeking around the curtain, as she sees Greyson sitting on the floor with her towel over his head.* It's going to be a bit hard to dry off, love, if you're keeping the towel on your head.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jan 8, 2010 3:18:38 GMT
*Hears the water turn off, but ignores it, and continues mumbling the lyrics of a song to himself, trying to keep distracted from what his happening right in front of him. If he wasn't doing this right now, his head might have exploded.*
*Muffled.*
Hmm?
*Reaches up, and tugs on the edge of the towel, slowly it begins to slide down his face, stopping just under his nose. Hair all ruffled, eyes burning intensely, and he smiles from under the towel, watching as the water drips from her hair.**
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Post by Katie Bell on Jan 8, 2010 3:31:46 GMT
*Shivers from the look in the eyes, knowing she'll blame the chill of the air on her damp skin if he mentions anything. Licks her lips and wonders if he's going to be difficult about giving up the towel. She holds the curtain close, partially covering her waist and below as one arm is held across her chest.*
I can't dry off, monsieur, until you hand over the towel.
*Pokes out her tongue as she thinks of Accio'ing it out of his grasp. Her breathing shallows more and more with every second that he looks at her, with that expression. He seems a bit stressed from his position on the floor. ;D *
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jan 8, 2010 3:36:46 GMT
*Is in not position to stand up and hand her the towel , therefore he reaches into his back pocket, pulling out his wand. Lightly his hand swishes and flicks.* Wingardium Leviosa. *The towel floats about in the air for a moment, before he gives a little nudge with his wand, pushing it toward her.* It's all yours, baby. *Licks his lips, and bites firmly on the bottom one as he watches with carnal instincts.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Jan 8, 2010 3:45:37 GMT
*Quirks one eyebrow as he stays sitting on the floor. She catches the towel as it glides in her direction, ducking behind the curtain to wrap it around herself. Cheekily comments, stepping fully out of the shower.*
I'll give it back in a bit, if it really means that much to you. After all, you've given me a wonderful peg to hang it on.
*Is unsuccessfull at holding back her smirk, looking away from the wizard and away from the glint in his eyes. She teasingly starts to slide the towel over her damp skin, acting like this is nothing out of the ordinary, like he always sits in the bathroom as she showers.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jan 8, 2010 12:50:00 GMT
* at her comment, and he blushes fiercely, dropping his eyes from her. Casually he folds his hands in his...ahem...lap, and everything clicks. He knows in this moment there is no other witch for him, there is only Katie. Once upon a time he never would have sat in the bath and allowed himself to be teased and tormented by any witch. It's just that Katie has him wrapped tightly around her wand.* *Clears throat softly, and lifts his eyes to her again. A cute little smirk graces his lips as he watches her with the towel, and he waves a finger, signaling for her to come closer.* Why don't you c'mere and do that? *Pats the cold tile floor on each side of him, showing her exactly where he wants her.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Jan 8, 2010 17:48:38 GMT
Said the spider to the fly...[/s]
*Swallows, looking back into his eyes. Her heart skips a beat as he places his hands on either side of him. Katie's shocked at how far he's gotten in this without breaking. If he ever did anything like this, she can freely admit that she'd never be this strong. Mutters in response.*
'Cause I don't trust myself there.
*Against her words, she pads softly over to him, taking her bloody sweet time to settle where he mentioned. She shivers, both from her position and the cold tile against her skin. It seems this witch has a certain weakness when it comes to a shirtless Greyson on the floor.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jan 8, 2010 21:35:37 GMT
*Sees her shiver as she settles down next to him assuming it's the tile. He reaches out a finger, and trails it lazily up her still damp thigh, smirking.*
So...I followed the rules of the bet, played fairly. Don't you think I should get rewarded?
*Winks playfully, biting his lip.*
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Post by Katie Bell on Jan 8, 2010 21:46:33 GMT
*Thumps the back of her head on the wall behind them as he touches her skin. One hand reaches out and grasps his, as if holding it still so he doesn't decide to distract her. Shrugs, replying in a slightly breathless voice.*
Hmm? Oh, I dunno. How long were your eyes covered?
*Turns to look him in the eye- for a second, at least, before she's forced to look away- and smiles.*
I guess it j- just depends on what you're thinking of.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jan 8, 2010 22:07:20 GMT
*Frowns, wishing she wouldn't have stopped his hand from wandering.*
Only a minute or so...I had to do it, or I'd have died.
*The frown slides easily into a pouting face. He already has to go through this every time she chooses to take a shower for the next week, how does she expect him to keep his end of the deal if he can't focus his mind properly?*
*Thinks to self.*
Unless...of course...she doesn't expect me to.
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Post by Katie Bell on Jan 8, 2010 22:17:50 GMT
*Has decided that she's going to be taking quite a few showers this week- to stay clean, of course... * Well-*Doesn't realize she's pulling on his hand until the feel of skin on skin makes her shake, almost unoticable.* -that still doesn't tell me w-what you're wanting for a reward. *Glances at him, looking away as soon as she sees his expression. He's not the only one who's struggling with keeping his hands to himself, but she's wanting him to be the first one to break. Thinks.* Alright, maybe everything is a competition...
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jan 8, 2010 22:47:33 GMT
*Lowers his eyes again, this time to watch as she pulls his hand along. She's really playing with fire right now, he's almost to past the point of no return.*
I dunno...I was thinking of something like...a wee little kiss.
*Slips his hand away from hers, lifting it between their eyes, and pinches his index finger, and thumb together, indicating something small. He's hoping she'll give him an inch, because then he's going to take a mile.*
I was a good little lad. Kept my hands to myself and everything. Followed all the rules.
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Post by Katie Bell on Jan 8, 2010 23:05:01 GMT
*Gasps, not liking holding air when she should be holding his hand. She looks over at him, steeling herself to not turn away from the glint in his eyes.*
Yeah, you did.
Somehow.
*Flicks her eyes from his eyes to his lips, then back again.*
Just a "wee little kiss"? I- I think that should work.
*Sits up, scooting around so that she's on her knees, facing him. One hand's holding up her towel as the other reaches out to brush along his jaw, and to the back of his neck. She smiles, leaning in slowly. Her eyes close when their lips touch, and she pulls away after pecking him lightly on his lips. ;D *
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