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 Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 7:24 pm
Love just groaned and buried her head in her hands, fighting off the urge to run back into her room. Why did God hate her so darn much? Why!?!?
Tabby, on the other hand, looked from Love to Jon and then back before smiling brightly. "Okay good." Reaching over, she patted Love on the head before heading down the hallway.
Glancing up from her hands, Love shook her head, muttering angrily under her breath. "There are times when I really hate you, Tabby."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 7:55 pm
Jon looked and watched Tabby leave, then walked up to Love soon enough to hear her comment towards Tabby.
-"Okay. That was quite odd. So, uh, I take it you find it humiliating that you're a virgin?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:03 pm
"Not really, I only did because you had that expression on your face." Love looked up, waiting for him to laugh.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:12 pm
Jon made a thoughtful expression and held his chin with his thumb and forefinger, eyebrow still cocked and nodding, eyes off to the side.
-"I see. So it's because of me that you're so embarrassed. Yes, yes, you do like me very much, don't you?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:18 pm
"Duh, dude. I've just spent, what? five-ish hours with you, a good portion of that making out." Love walked a circle around him, trailing her fingers at around his shoulders and lower back. "So I would say that I do like you."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:28 pm
-"Myes, myes. You do like me... but I have one question for you."
Jon became very serious before quickly unbuttoning his shirt in one fluid motion, revealing his chest. Jon then swirled his still-wet hair and looked at Love with his arms above his head, comical look in his eye. He then gained a rather spot-on Austin Powers accent and grinned wildly.
-"Do I make you randy? Do I? Do I make you horny, baby? Yeah!"
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:33 pm
"Are you feeling alright?" Love laughingly said, as she reached up to feel his forehead with the back of her hand. "I think you may have a fever."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:37 pm
Jon pouted and put his hands down.
-"You know you want me. Admit it."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:43 pm
"Sure I do," Love nodded, "But I think I want you more with your shirt on." With that, she reached out and began to re-button his shirt, slowly working upward. Every other button or so, she'd let her fingers brush against his skin, watching for his reaction.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:47 pm
Jon waited until Love was done buttoning his shirt for re-opening his shirt.
-"Admit it. You want me. You want me in nothing but my birthday suit, don't you? Admit it, you find me smexy!"
Jon began flexing playfully, waiting for Love's reaction.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:52 pm
"Okay, then, I do." She wrapped her arms around him again, slipping her hands underneath his open shirt. As she began running her hands downward toward the tops of his jeans, she said, "Happy now?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:56 pm
Jon grinned wide and regained the Austin Powers accent.
-"Yeah, baby, yeah!"
Jon wrapped his arms around Love, seeing just how far she was going to go. When it came to subjects like this, Jon couldn't be beat.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 8:59 pm
Just as she brushed by the waistband of his pants, she stopped and slid her hand back up. "We can't go that far right now."
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:10 pm
Jon playfully pouted when she stopped.
-"Can we go that far... tonight?"
Jon playfully smiled, wondering what her answer would be.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:18 pm
"Sure!" Love looked up, and then frowned. "If you want Tabby to burst in and neuter you with a butter knife. And don't say she wouldn't do it, 'cos she would."
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