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 Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 6:27 pm
Damien was trying just as hard to not get turned on by the movie, but it was making it worse. He sighed and then grinned, getting another idea. "It's a bit hot in here," He commented. He pulled himself away from her with obvious reluctance and slowly peeled off his shirt, hoping she was watching. He threw it on the floor and leaned back again, smirking as his eyes stayed on the screen. His abs were toned and tanned, giving them a nice glow.
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Posted: Wed Sep 05, 2012 7:24 pm
Della tried to watch the screen but she couldn't help but look when Damien took his shirt off. Yep, perfection. She quickly turned her attention back to the bright tv; at this point she wasn't even watching anymore. The only things floating through her mind was how she was going to make Damien pay for torturing her.
She sat quiet for a bit and then stood up. "You're right; it is." She removed the black sweater she had been wearing revealing the swim suit she had put on. She paused the movie and turned to Damien. She wasn't really very fit, but her arm and leg muscles showed slightly. "I'm going to go change. Don't continue without me." She winked as she made her way upstairs.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 4:47 pm
Damien knew by the look in her eyes she liked what she saw, and he covered an amused laugh with a cough. His eyes widened as she agreed with him and took off her sweater, showing her swim suit. He bit his lip nervously, his breathing deepening noticeably. Her body was perfect in his book. He sighed, imagining what he would do to her right then if it didn't mean he would have lost. He was undressing the rest of her under his gaze, and was more than disappointed when she said she was going to change. He stood up and went to the kitchen to get a drink of water while he waited, pacing around the kitchen for a few minutes then going back to the living room, trying to think of what to do next to unfold the rest of his plan.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 7:49 pm
{WELCOME BACK! And time to switch it up C:<} Della walked upstairs and into her room. She paced around wondering how much more of this she could take. Sighing, she went to her dresser and tried to find something a little less revealing to throw on. When she heard shuffling behind her, she assumed it was Damien and turned around happily. However, as soon as her gaze fell upon the shadow, her smile fell as did the gown she'd been holding. She wanted to cover herself, but she couldn't make her limbs move. The shadow slowly walked over to her, obviously enjoying her reaction and her curves. "I can see why Damien likes you; you are very beautiful." Della could now see the man's flawless face and deep red eyes, and she then knew exactly what he was sent for. His hand grabbed hers and he gently kissed it which made her cringe. He smiled, amused. "You know, our dark father isn't to happy about you breaking your promise. You do remember your promise don't you?" Della simply nodded; she still couldn't move, let alone speak. Was he doing this? "Well, when were you going to tell Damien? Speak." Della's throat squeaked; so he had been doing it. "I...I wasn't..." was all she could croak out. "You weren't going to tell him? That's a little selfish Della." "No....I-I didn't know how...Why can't you just leave us alone?" As soon as Della ended the sentence she felt his cold hand around her throat. "He'll be coming for you soon. You'd better say your goodbyes while you still can." She could feel his other hand trace over her bare stomach which he then proceeded to scratch. Della instantly fell to the floor, the deepish cuts burning as if someone had poured gasoline on her and lit a match. The demon messenger was gone and Della just laid there, her arms covering her bloodied stomach. "Damien!!!!" she cried out in agony.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 1:22 am
(sorry I've been goneD smile
Damien ran up the stairs in a flash when he heard Della yell for him. He burst into the room, his expression one of shock and despair when he saw her laying there, blood covering her stomach. "What the hell happened?" He shouted at her, panicking. He bended down next to her, gently pressing on her wound with his own hands in a wasted effort to stop the blood. He then saw the thin, sharp cuts going down her stomach, and he let out a low, angry hiss. It couldn't have been a cat, no matter how much he wanted to believe it. It looked very familiar, and he'd seen it before. "Dell? What happened? Who did this to you?" He asked more carefully, watching her face as he said it once more.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 6:39 pm
{It's okay, I'm just happy you're still on here lol. ^-^}
Della cringed when Damien touched her and she turned away from him to hide her tears. "It was...I don't know who it was." She gasped and lifted herself slowly, and then slumped against a wall. Her torso was aching but the bleeding had slightly subsided. "Damien...Satan...is going...to kill me." Her tears were faling faster as she explained the situation. "He said...if I told you about...about us...he'd kill me. I wanted to tell you...but I didn't know how. I love you Damien. And...I'm...sor-" Della's sentence ended there and she blacked out.
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