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 Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2017 7:32 am
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Deflated, perhaps even pouting, but she'd respect his insurance. At least for now. "If you say so, Gramps," was her teased response, head tipping once again so her brow rested against the very edge of his cheek.
A snort would follow that laugh, and her nails tickled into his shoulders briefly. "And what if I'm not the romancing type?" That want the case, strictly speaking. She did appreciate a bit of effort on the part of the person trying to get in her pants, but it wasn't always necessary. Certainly not now. She would have been more than happy to find someone that wanted little more than some night stand.
A friend with benifits would have been wonderful, but she'd settle for the former, for now.
"That's not what you're doing though, is it?" She ventured, brows raised.
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2017 8:04 am
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He chuckled. Alright, I deserve that nickname. He was acting like an old man, but he didn't seem to mind. Zane knew he was older than her, or thought so at least, and while it couldn't have been much even a few years warranted some playful ribbing about age and 'oldness'.
"Then I might be mighty disappointed Miss Soleil." He made a, very poor, attempt at southern drawl and then he made a face because it was bad.
The doors were up ahead and he managed to get them both inside without ever having to set her down. He did pause to hoist her up a little and get a better grip before continuing on his way. They'd stop by his room first, even though it meant stairs, because he definitely didn't want to be stuck in these soggy clothes longer than he had to.
"Dunno, does the lady want to be romanced by an old man?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2017 11:33 am
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She thought about that for a moment, shoving aside her initial response of who doesn't love a silver fox? After a quiet moment she shifted her head so she could see his profile better. "How old are you, anyways?" It certainly wasn't a no.
"Age diffs can be hot," she supplied, grinning at him, before turning her attention down to the stairs they were now manuvering down. Her arms tightened a little around his shoulders, thighs squeezing his hips. She was surprised he was still carrying, and her thoughts wandered that way for a moment before she'd reign them in again.
"Are you looking to romance me, beaux?" Brows arched, paired with a smug little curl of full lips.
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2017 11:44 am
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Zane wasn't so sure how well silver and red would look once, or rather if he got to actual old man status. Maybe he'd get a sick salt and pepper beard, assuming he kept the facial hair that was in the itchier stages.
"Twenty-two." His birthday had passed somewhat recently with no fanfare, he hadn't exactly known anyone but someone who sorta forgot about him. Such was the way of the island, he supposed.
"Now, now Sol, keep your mind out of the gutter," he teased, only pausing when he reached his door. "Gonna set you down, sweet cheeks," he announced before he crouched to let her feet touch the ground before he let go.
He was fishing for his key, sliding it into the lock when he realized what she asked. "If I did, would you let me?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2017 1:27 pm
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Her toes touched down on the hard floor and she let her arms slid away from him, shivering as cool air rushed in to leech away the warmth that had formed between them. "Pardon," she missed, hands spreading wide. "Il vit là-bas."
They lowered though, a moment later, at his so innocent sounding question, and she had to stop and think about that, having not thought he was being completely serious. She wasn't opposed to the idea of dating, if that was what he meant. Was that what he meant? Was there another type of romance that she just wasn't aware of? All of this rolled through her mind in the space of a few seconds, until she remembered he could hear her, and just started talking out louf instead.
"Oui, I think so." It was the easiest answer, the one that came thoughtlessly, but on its tail, doubts. Not off him, but if her. Her ability to be what he might have been looking for. It made her frown, and her hands came up to you with the still damp end of her braid. "You've been in my head, are you sure that's what you want?" It wasn't as if she was the nicest girl on the island, not to meant a wandering eye, a filthy mind, a vast hunger...
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2017 6:58 pm
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No, he was right, she hasn't scared him off yet. Her thoughts running through his head, and he still send to want to spend time with her. It helped to chase away a bit of the don't, but it was his hand cunning against her cheek that stilled a restless mind and narrowed her focus into him. His hand, his gaze level with hers.
"Rien de trop sérieux?" Nothing too serious? Words and thought mingled, but she was tipping into the touch, stepping leaning in until a hard thought would have brought them together.
Soleil wasnt entirely sure about this, but she had to admit, she did enjoy Zane's company. He was dry and witty, and when she'd needed a hand to hold, he'd been there. Of those on the island, her twin excluded, she was the closest to him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2017 7:06 pm
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He could feel and hear the way her thoughts were rolling over each other, too concerned with things he didn't think mattered presently. He was leaning forward, thumbs sliding over her cheekbones, when he answered her.
"Doesn't have to be." Right away anyway.
Zane didn't know if he was looking for serious or even monogamy, but he knew that of the people he'd met he had only really bonded with the brash girl in front of him and that it probably wouldn't hurt to see what might happen between them.
"But that hanky panky thing you're always thinking about might need to wait," he teased, closing the space between them to...kiss the tip of her nose then he stretched, standing straight for the first time since they'd left the combat situation, to kiss her forehead.
"We'll test drive, okay?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 20, 2017 7:21 pm
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His answer was comforting, his thoughts... Not so much, but the way thumbs slid along her cheeks in a slow glide was enough to make a chill dance up her spine, and goosebumps ran in a tingling rush across her arms.
She was leaning in as he did, not quite paying attention to what he was saying, so when he brushed his lips against the top of her nose it was entirely unexpected. Pale eyes blinked, puzzled, and then he was kidding her forehead.
Now what he was saying sank in, and as he drew back yet again a frustrated whine of protest spoiled out to fill the space between them. "Oh, pour l'amour de baise!" She hissef it, with feeling.
So cruel.
"Rien? Not even a proper kiss?" Falling dramatically to lean against the wall beside her, she let her head eyes closing.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 5:45 am
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She was glaring at him, eyes narrowed and brows drawn, but there lacked a certain angry heat that would have made it entirely sincere. Annoyed, yes, and certainly frustrated, which that laugh and grin did nothing to cool, but there was a tug at the corners of her lips that she was having a hard time keeping at bay.
"You're awful," she grumbled, grumpy, even has his fingers hooked under her chin to draw her up again.
There was more teasing before he'd closed that gap, a flicker of infuriating doubt that had her managed to coax a soft growl from her chest even as their lips met. Short lived, it cut off abruptly as leaned into that warmth, arms coming up easily to slid over his shoulders. This close in height, it was so easy.
Finally...
A flicker of a thought, solemn and moody, before there wasnothing but the press of her mouth on his, a brush of her tongue, and her head tipping.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 10:18 am
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I guess we'll see. But there had to be some truth to it. The way she was stepped into him, the soft brush of teeth at his lip, and the glid of her fingers through the still damp waves of his hair.
There was a sound of protests as he drew his head back, an attempt to claim another kiss, but his head moved, beard rubbing along the side of her neck, and she exhaled slowly, nails running up along his scalp.
"Yes, and no." Soleil chuckled, head turning to steal the taste of salt off the side of his neck before letting her arms loosen and leaning back.
She'd enjoyed the kiss, but it wasn't going to make the whole not having sex thing easier.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 3:36 pm
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Soleil grinned after the second quick kiss, tongue gliding her lips to taste the salt clinging to them, unsure who it had come from, and not caring. "Well hurry up then." It was easy to fall back into that prickling banter, comforting and familiar.
While he unlocked his door, she side stepped to lean her shoulder into the wall, arms coming up and crossing under her modest bust. Now that they weren't touching, or even really flirting, she could feel the salt on her skin, making her clothing stiff and her hair stringy, and it made her itchy all over and restless to get upstairs and into a shower.
Nails running along her own arm, she watched him thoughtfully, chewing on the inside of her lip. Can I behave if I ask him? Just ask him. "Do you want to sleep upstairs with me? It's less...dank, seeming." Less gross, at least. Zane's room wasn't bad, not really, but the rooms on the first floor were just a bit nicer.
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