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 Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 2:59 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 9:56 pm
 Zus found his way to the house and saw it's structure. "Here we are," he said with his sensual words. "Do you have room for someone to room in here? I have just moved here and I really have no place to stay." His voice was a mock statement, he knew that the girl would let him stay. He was kind enough to walk her home, and he was doing his best to keep up the seduction game. He was hoping to get into the girl's pants, and stay there. He may of been a bad guy but he wouldn't leave the girl like that, he wanted people to be dependent on him, to love him unconditionally. That's why he was good at what he did, because he could make people follow him, with the way his voice wooed the women, the way his eyes sparkled, the sensual way he touched them with his words, his hands and sometimes his breath. Zus had corrupted many a person, and had made good on his threats and promises. The scum of the earth was not going to do things half-heartedly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 10:26 pm
Ayil felt her way up the front steps and nodded, "There are two bedrooms upstairs, along with a bathroom... I have the office-dining room thing on the first floor... I have trouble with stairs..." Ayil said, pulling a silver chain out from the bosom of her dress, a key attached to the chain. Feeling across the lock she inserted the key and unlocked the door before pushing it open. "...I can show you? Its empty because Anya only furnished the first floor... but the couch is soft till you get a bed?" Ayil said, walking into the entryway. There were small pieces of paper spread across the walls with braille imprinted on them. Ayil pulled the chain from around her neck and hung it on a hook. She walked towards the rear of the hallway, a staircase behind the living room, a kitchen to the right, along with a small dining nook. She slowly started the stairs, taking her time to get up them. Her long hair fell behind her as one hand gripped the railing. She managed up the stairs well enough and felt along the walls for a clue as to which room was what. "Here..." She murmured, opening a door to an empty room. "Is it... nice?" she asked? Though bare, it had the front window over the front door. The room next to it would have the bay window. There was a small pull cord out of Ayil's reach for the attic. The bathroom was near the staircase. "I don't know where to buy furniture.... Anya did all of this...." Ayil said, walking across the empty room and putting her fingertips upon the glass of the window. Her complexion was gaining its normal color, losing the pink the sun had bestowed upon her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 10:36 pm
With a chuckle Zus followed Ayil up the stairs, giving her his aid if she needed. When they came to the empty room he nodded "It's just fine really, I don't need much room. I'll most likely buy some small things, but other than that I'm sure I can find a way to furnish the room." He made his way to the window, he put his hand on the wall and his chest was very close to Ayil. In a purring voice that would bring men and women back in France to their knees Zus said "I'd like to get to know you, if I'm going to be staying here I'd like to know more about the beautiful woman that is in my presence." Many whom knew Zus would of said that Ayil should of turned around right then and walked away, while the others would of told her to turn around and kissed the man. One thing was true, Zus knew what he was doing, he was good at these sort of things, and the way he spoke, moved and gave the subtle breath on Ayil's ear made it known to those that could watch him that he was a very good man at what he did, and what he did was seduce people. He was the epitome of temptation, he was a bad boy, a criminal but he lived a life of fascination. Few were the days that went by where Zus was not having the time of his life.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 10:57 pm
Ayil nodded, "Anya furnished mine. She says its purple, or lavender..." Ayil said, she swore she could hear the beating of his heart. She certainly could feel his body heat. Something in her warmed to it in return, making heat rise to her cheeks. "Uh... There isn't much to learn.... I was...homeschooled.." Ayil said, an edge of some emotion she couldn't label coming into her voice, a slight breathlessness taking over, as if he were breathing her in. She backed up from him slightly, "My sister, Anya, she's seven minutes older than I, I didn't get out much... ever... my family kept me... out of sight..." Ayil had slowly felt her way to the door. "Don't suppose you'd like some ice tea?" She said, shrinking slightly outside of the door. The unexplainable warmth wrapping itself slowly around the pit of her stomach was making her more nervous than ever. Especially since she had never felt it before. The blush reverberated through her very core, and still had yet to fade.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 11:06 pm
"Yes, Ice tea sounds great, would you like some help down the stairs?" He asked calmly, a smile had crept it's way across his face. His eyes looked almost as though through the very walls at Ayil. "I'm sorry to hear that, I would be ashamed if I had seen someone do that to someone so beautiful." Zus walked toward the door, making it known he was approaching her. Something about him made people feel lower than him. Could it be his sculpted abs? His piercing eyes? Or even the way his accent made him sound like Satan himself whispering into the ear of Eve, to eat the fruit. To give into his temptation. Oh Micah was in fact a very persuasive person, and he knew it would get him closer to Ayil. He was already beginning to grow attached to her himself, in a few days tops she would become his possession.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 11:18 pm
Ayil shook her head, she didn't know if she wanted to speak in that same breathless manor she had previously. What was going on? She carefully managed down the stairs but almost tripped off the fourth from last step. Her iron grip on the railing had saved her though, allowing her to steady herself. Feeling her way around to the kitchen she found the cabinet with the braille label of glasses and reached for two glasses. She pulled out the ice tea Anya had made her before she left, with a set of braille instructions for the same thing. Yes. Because Ayil knew how to boil water. And could manage boiling water without burning herself? Ayil carefully poured two glasses, filling one nearly to the top on accident. She replaced the pitcher in the fridge, as she leaned over into the fridge her dress clung to her body, her long legs and rear perfectly outlined, and the parts of her legs that were not covered by the dress nearly begged to be touched. Her torso was outlined beautifully, and if it hadn't been obvious before, it would have been known now by the small beads that had formed under the bodice of Ayil's dress, making themselves slightly known to eyes who would know where to look. Ayil had low C cups for breasts, nearly a high B, and her rear was just as luxurious, her body filled out but not overly filled. She had never been touched by either man or women, what-so-ever. Nor had she ever been kissed. Ayil was a blank canvas, ready for paint, as it would seem.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 11:31 pm
Zus had made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen. He eyed Ayil in all of her beauty. Refusing to speak he took another step forward until he placed his back precariously against the wall. Knowing that he would scare her if he said something. Instead he slowly approached the counter and found the fullest glass of Ice tea. He began to drink it slowly, his left hand reached into his pocket and grabbed onto a small pill. When he pulled it out he stared at it calmly, it was ecstasy, he was currently debating whether or not he should put it in the girl's drink. After all, she seemed so incredibly ready to be swept off her feet, but he was sure she needed that little bitty push that the X would give her. He could easily just drop the pill into the glass and Ayil would in thirty minutes to an hour be ready for him in every way. Twas a great bonding experience drugs were.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 11:44 pm
Ayil straightened herself, smoothing her hands down her dress. She pulled out some gelliaton from the fridge and small plates from a cupboard. She came near him, since he was close to the cupboard. "I've never... had a friend.. or been around anyone besides my sister." Ayil said, basically giving away the fact that she was virginal in every sense of the word. She served the gelliotan, probably doing things simply because of her nerves. When she had come close to him she had been able to smell him, it was slightly intoxicating- Ayil should know, she had a serious devotion to red wine, but not enough to be labeled an alcoholic. "What do you do for fun?" She asked, trying to calm her nerves, taking a sip of her tea.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 11:52 pm
Moving the pill back into his pocket Zus took another sip of the tea before he answered. "I taught, the other children whom I grew up with, I liked to speak as well." He didn't really have friends, he had minions, followers, disciples. He looked her up and down, in his head he was removing her clothes faster than she could reply. "It was hard to grow up on the street, and being the only one whom had went to school I showed the others and the younger kids how to read, write and other things." By other things he meant hold a gun, create explosives, free run in order to escape the police. To him all these things were mixed in with the feeling that they were all beneficial to the children and himself therefore not wrong. Zus moved himself closer to Ayil, his same purring breath on her ear once again. His muscled chest just less than a foot from her. He wanted to take her as she was, but she wasn't ready, she had no friends, and he knew that if he played along just a bit longer, she would be his.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 12:13 am
Ayil felt this odd sensation, like nothing could protect her, as if she were naked, or down to her underwear- which though she couldn't see, were silk and a creme color that nearly matched her divine skin. She could feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end as he moved closer, that heat in her underbelly more intense than before. She sipped her tea instead of speaking for that moment. Her face looked up at his, somehow feeling his eyes on her. "...jello?" She said, her voice barely a whisper as she felt the cool counter with her fingers. She felt her breath hitch and unknowingly swayed just slightly towards him. What was she feeling? What did it mean? Why was she so... hot in the cool house.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 4:57 pm
Zus made a purringly soft remark to her question. "No, you." He said this as he leaned into Ayil, his empty left placed cupped softly against her face, and his lips on hers. The kiss was soft as though it were meaningful. He knew it was meaningful to Ayil, though it had minimal meaning emotionally for Zus. It meant he was one step closer to having someone whom depended on him, someone whom he could use to their ends. Zus was however a man, and he was alone, he had never truly felt love; but who would stop him if he began to feel love for someone? This was the man whom had fought against an entire government just because he felt like it. He had no real meaning to do what he did. It was fun, he was a Nihilist after all. Nothing actually existed everything was fake and that was what he believed. Down to his core, he was never hurt by anything. He just wouldn't let people get away from him. He was a possessive person who's personal stride at domination meant he had to push people out of the way and put other people below him. None of that mattered to him, that was what he was raised with.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:21 pm
Ayil's eyes widened, though blind, they expressed her soul completely. Her mind echoed his words right up until he touched her, her face forming the epitome of angelic innocence, framed by the limitless strands of her cardinal hair; almost reflecting Zus' cardinal wants that Ayil was perfectly blind to. Her body swayed closer as he kissed her, her first kiss, the premier of her romantic life. Butterflies swarmed in her stomach, her hands somehow finding their way against his chest, one resting atop his heartbeat, somehow drawing Ayil's own against her ribcage. Anya had told Ayil to be wary of men, to only do things when she was ready for them, but how did one know when they were ready? Was she ready for her first kiss? Everything in her body said yes, everything in her body sang out for him. For some reason she was getting dizzy, as if her world was drastically spinning into a new direction. Her body was almost completely against him, she didn't know what she wanted, or what she needed, but she didn't think she would object to anything at this point.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:35 pm
Zus wrapped his left hand around in a soft palette as he set the tea on the counter. His right arm curling around Ayil, his hand resting where her a** met her back. With her in his arms he held her close to him, as the two kissed. Those grey eyes looked into her green eyes, she couldn't see him but he was sure she could feel his piercing looks. As though he was staring into her soul. He had gripped her heart by the strings and now was bringing her into his own. Zus had no idea where this would lead him, and the more he thought about it, he was unsure of what purpose that Ayil could even serve for him, but it didn't stop him. Her green eyes were a magnificent shade that looked like nature in full step. What was the motivation to do this? What was the compelling factor? He had no Idea, but he was enjoying every moment of it.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 7:01 pm
Ayil's innards vibrated as his hands came around her, it was as if he were absorbing her very being with the looks she could feel and the hands that touched her and started tiny fires along her skin. Her unversed eyes of pine needles seemed to let go of everything she would have normally held to her soul; the advice Anya had given her, the lectures to stay away from men, that they would only hurt her.... But Zus wasn't hurting her... anything but, not really. Her body sighed against him before her lips pulled slightly for a gasp of breath. Ayil knew Anya had been trying to protect her, but maybe all the men Anya knew were worse than Zus... But there were a lot of things Ayil didn't understand, so maybe Anya was right. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth with worry, her body still pressed against his, but her eyes hesitant. She didn't want to pull away, but she didn't know what she was doing... she had no idea how to... do this. Her inexperience showing plain in her uncertain eyes.
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