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 Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 6:40 am
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Cee had a heady buzz after an innumerable number of beers and the small bits of liquor that had appeared during the Moving Party. Thankfully a belly full of pizza kept her on an even keel and she hadn't gone the full distance into 'totally wasted'. After a good amount of chit-chat the insinuations had become much more pointed and Cee ended up dismissing herself while latched onto the arm of a tall, built blonde.
"-and she was so wasted she enn'd up wit her panties around her ankles in the middle'a tha bar! I was like, 'Girl dats what you git fer wearin' granny pannies on a club night!'" The alcohol seemed to inflate her accent and enunciated sounds like T's seemed to absolutely disappear as she regaled him with (rather funny) stories of her various adventures before the island. She'd seemed to have a fun life of travel and partying, living in the kind of world that most teen girls didn't even think was real. Something out of a high school tv show or 17 magazine.
Concetta held Evan's arm tightly enough to feel steady in her buzz, clinging to him needily and greedily, and getting closer and closer as they walked. After the chuckles died down following her story it got quiet, though she smiled. "So," her voice had softened pleasantly and she paused at the top of the stairs down to the depths of trainee living. Her small hand rested expectantly on his chest, sliding slowly down hard body, "Where we headed?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2014 7:18 pm
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Evan chuckled obligingly at Cee's anecdote even though he could only understand every third word she said; her accent, which had been strong and largely foreign to him to begin with, had become nearly indecipherable once she had started drinking. Still, Cee was proving to be fun and lively and outgoing in a way that made him wonder if she had been put in the wrong division. She would have made a great Sun.
He himself had only had enough to drink to feel warm and comfortable and friendly. Still well on the sober side, enough to appreciate the fact that a pretty girl was clinging to him and regret that he would only be bringing her back to her dorm to sleep it off.
Enough, too, not to stop her as she touched him. Evan reached out to place his hands on Cee's waist--only to make sure she didn't fall down the stairs, he told himself. "Your place?" Evan suggested, smiling down at her. Well, they had to end up there eventually, right?
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2014 6:24 am
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"I hope you dun think tha nights over?" Concetta sported a naughty smile, nails dancing lightly over the arm of Evan's that held her at the waist. It was worth noting that under her softness she was toned and taut, and much more steady than her high-heeled teetering often insinuated. It didn't keep her from leaning into it, fully facing Evan and pressing herself to him. There was nothing shy about her advances, though she wasn't as grabby and needy as most with the intention of a booty call. She had a confidence that spoke volumes, that said she didn't need to act like that.
Cee wanted to dispute her drunkenness, as she wasn't totally wasted, but statements like that were usually the things that truly drunk chicks said, with a slur and a bobble, until someone took them to be tucked in. Instead she planned otherwise, "Less git some fresh air instead." She spun in his hands, round bottom now against him for one tantalizing moment until she pulled away, took his hand, and led Evan slowly towards the dorm doors.
The burst of cool evening air was enough to bring both of them that much closer to sober. Cee had paused to enjoy the breeze that blew her hair back and then laughed, a bubbling refreshing noise.
"C'mon!" Cee had released him and with a playful laugh was booking it towards the beach. He'd have to follow right? And protect her from evil sea monsters? Or perhaps bear witness in case it turned into some sort of tentacle anime?
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2014 9:16 pm
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Clearly, the night was just beginning. Evan didn't try to hold on to Cee, didn't try to control her at all. It was obvious that she knew what she was doing, and he was more than happy to follow her lead. She was playful in a way that Evan hadn't encountered in a long time; even if they were to have parted ways there, Evan would have considered the night a success just for getting the chance to know her.
"Sounds like a plan," Evan said with a broad smile, letting her lead him outside like an eager puppy. Cee's insistence alone ensured his compliance, but if she wanted to tease him, too, he certainly wasn't going to stop her.
The night air was cooler, less stifling than the bright humidity of the day, and the distant crash of waves on the shore was soothing. The sudden sound of Cee's cheerful laugh was startling and almost unfamiliar--real, true happiness was rare enough here to have grown foreign, and it reminded Evan that Cee was still just a trainee. His smile grew wistful around the edges; he hoped she would be able to keep that bright spark even after she gained the particularly traumatizing kind of experience that Deus offered.
As Cee ran off, Evan paused to watch, to admire. He felt a compulsion that wasn't entirely his to run and chase and pounce. He followed her at a more sedate pace until he almost lost sight of her in the darkness. When she was little more than a fluttering shadow, he broke into a jog, and then a run as she disappeared onto the beach. His stride was considerably longer, after all; it would have been unfair otherwise.
Cee quickly came into view as Evan drew closer. Once he caught up, he reached out to snag her around the waist, chuckling breathlessly as he spun them around in a couple of dizzying circles before easing his grip enough to let her feet touch the sand. "This was a good idea," he conceded.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2014 8:48 pm
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Evan's fingers twitched, tightening their grip on Cee as she stretched up to kiss him. He would have been content to stay like that, letting their lips coax the embers that had been smoldering between them all day into searing heat, but it seemed that she had other ideas, and she wasn't wrong; she hadn't had a bad one yet.
He wasn't disappointed as she started losing clothes. He took an unconscious step in her direction as she backed away, a smile spreading slow and warm across his face as he let his eyes linger on all the flesh Cee had put on display. She was beautiful and enticing and the promise of more overrode common sense. Going into the water wasn't forbidden, really, just advised against, and they wouldn't be alone as long as they had each other to rely on.
With an obedient nod, Evan reached behind himself to pull off his shirt, carelessly dropping it on the sand before leaning down to unlace and kick off his boots. His hands hesitated on his belt before undoing it; there was nothing in his pockets that he needed immediately or couldn't come back for, and if they were to get attacked by monsters, his totem was readily available.
Dressed only in soft cotton boxers, dog tags, and a smile, Evan made his way towards Cee, reaching for her hands and tangling their fingers together. "Okay," he murmured, stepping closer. "We can't go in too far, though," he said, though it lacked conviction. "There are monsters out here. I can't protect you if they drag you out to sea, so we should probably stick close. Just in case," he said with a wink.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 6:02 am
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"I seen the tentacles." She laughed and nodded in acknowledgement. Cee was happy to drink in the sight of Evan, much different than some of the men she'd been with on the island. He lacked the baby smoothness of the younger boys, and the weather-beaten leathery quality of the older ones. He was muscled and solid and even the little clink of dog tags completed a momentary, almost perfect vision of masculinity. The want to make comments about 'just how far' they'd go was strong but she bit her tongue to enjoy the moment.
Concetta tangled her fingers with him, making an 'Ohh..' and rising up against his body as a low wave rolled in and hit her in the butt with a splash of coolness. Her expression went from surprise to further soft laughing. She back out, leading him, until the water rose to under her bust. Being short, it wasn't nearly so deep on Evan, but she was able to lift her legs and float. A sigh of contentment left her. "Water's nicer here than where I'm from.."
Cee latched her legs around Evan's waist, but leaned to float on her back, her smooth body catching the moonlight nicely. A splash distracted her, in the distance near the cliffs, but as she jolted Cee noticed a figure in the distance. Diving? A pale runic glow lit them and she relaxed. She didn't know about diving for runes but it looked like someone was doing a late-night run. They were far enough away not to interrupt, but close enough to instill a bit more safety to the situation. "What'sat all about?" She mused softly, pulling up to wrap herself around Evan's body more fully and enjoy the heat between them compared to the cool night air.
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2014 8:38 pm
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It came as a relief to Evan that he wouldn't have to waste time impressing upon Cee the necessity of caution. It struck him, not for the first time, how much an actual tropical paradise Deus was not--it couldn't be, not with danger lurking behind every corner and beneath the clear blue sea.
Still, Cee made him want to take that risk. Evan grinned as the waves pushed them together, letting his fingers trail over her sides as she pulled away. His will to resist all but crumbled as she pulled him out deeper. Waist level on him was still relatively safe, he felt--he hoped, watching Cee as she floated, carefree.
"Yeah? And where's that?" He asked, distracted by the water glistening on her bare skin that was illuminated by the moonlight until it seemed to glow. He was tempted to lean in and lick it off of her but contented himself with running his hands up her thighs to her hips as she wrapped her legs around him.
Awareness returned intrusively at the sudden splash, his head snapping up to pinpoint its source. The familiar glow of runes was hardly a comfort. "Looks like someone doing tonight what they're better off doing tomorrow," he replied, frowning as the unknown swimmer descended. Evan smiled down at Cee as she pulled herself close, wrapping his arms around her to keep them together. His attention was divided, now, between work and play, evident in the way his eyes occasionally flicked over her shoulder to track the movement of the runic glow.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2014 8:03 am
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Cee's lips quirked cutely as he asked where she was from, as if she expected everyone to know by meeting her. "Jersey... Philly.. area.." She was getting distracted by a very nice plane of skin on his neck, a solid bit of muscle that drew her eyes and hands. She ran her fingers along his neck and when his eyes drifted to the long off rune-diver, she leaned in to distract him with another kiss. This one was more promising, more heavy, and she made sure that her body pressed against him with equal promise.
The diver, who didn't seem to be doing anything more than the ordinary (albeit at odd hours), was long off and forgotten quickly by the woman. She was more concerned with Evan and his body and what was between them. Cee would be happy to give and receive all that Evan had to offer and more. To her the ocean was as good as the beach, as good as a dorm bed. Her lips drifted to his ear, whispering some dirty promise, nipping with her teeth and lilting some sound that was only meant for him.
Apparently the time for conversation was over.
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