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 Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 3:44 pm
Sezer, still with his fingertips massaging his lids, was in deep thought. On the one hand he very much wanted to kiss her. Very much. But he had no experience in the matter and would undoubtedly make a fool of himself. (Here the logical side of his brain told him that he was a fool when he began Transfiguration, as well, but caught on very quickly. And furthermore questioned him why the same principle could not be applied here.) So he concluded that trying was what would logically happen. But then, of course, the rational voice in his head reminded him that nothing was rational about the feelings he'd been having these past few weeks. Onward from there, the voice again began to question why his resolve had held without falter for so long and now, in mere seconds, was it beginning to crumble? It all tied into the fact that up until tonight he'd never felt what it was like to hold her in his arms. And that, the voice agreed, was the issue.
He looked up at her, unable to see her very clearly, though he was only half thankful for that, and spoke to her, contradicting both himself and, consequentially, her. "Then again, there is no such thing as perfection - even in the Gods. For they take on human qualities. Why, the very definition of "human" might as well be imperfection. And like characteristics of a human." He trailed off thoughtlessly, unable to remember where he'd been going with this. He withdrew his glasses from the table and placed them on the bridge of his nose expertly and pristinely, yet still somehow managing to get them crooked within two seconds. He took both of her hands in both of his own.
"Vlaityn, what I'm trying to say is..." He let out a sigh, furiously exasperated with himself for being so inarticulate and so utterly foolish. "Would it help if I reminded you of my age?" He inquired feebly, his voice soft with absurd defeat.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 6:19 pm
"And what of the Gods? Are they made of flesh and stone? What sins and vices fall at their feet or upon their shoulders as they glance down at us and question "Why and how?"? Maybe it is our human characteristics that make us so much more than them." Vlaityn rambled in a quiet, reflective voice, a retrospective grin dancing behind her eyes. She had always been a sucker for romantic theories and philosophies. But there were more important things at hand, specifically that her hands were now located directly in Sezer's hands. A quite pleasant change of events.
At his completely stressed and exasperated face and his quiet, feeble voice, Vlaityn gripped his hands softly. "You're conflicted. Don't say what you don't want to; don't do what you don't want to. I will not let you make me your sin." She finished, lifting an eyebrow slowly. Obviously she hadn't meant that in a literal term, but Vlaityn somehow felt that her presence was causing Sezer the slightest degree of turmoil. Gripping his hands a bit more tightly, Vlaityn smiled up at him. "You will always be you, regardless of age and human flaws, Sezer."
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 6:42 pm
Sezer listened to her "ramblings" with great interest, and again he allowed himself to reflect on the brilliance of his companion. He felt like complimenting her on her works, but he could not quite find his voice for the first time in his life. Instead he sent her a small smile that he hoped conveyed everything he wanted to tell her. Sezer was not good with emotions - he never had been. Maybe it would have been different for him should his parents had never left. But he did not like to think about such a horrid occurrence. He had no parents, after all.
"That's the problem, you see. I don't know what I want. It's conflicting."
And then came that pleasant tingle that shot through him like sparks when she gripped his hands tighter. And then, well, several things happened at once. Sezer felt the rush of confidence that always came whenever he was near her, and thus he was able to make up his mind, and, also for the first time in his life, do something spontaneous. The Great Hall could have been watching and he didn't care. The Wizarding could've been watching and he wouldn't have noticed. The whole damn universe could have seen it happen on live TV and he wouldn't have given a damn.
Because in that instant, he was kissing her. And he was rather quite unsure what to do, but it all just sort of came to him in a feral, highly instinctive way. And this time, the word "feral" was not too strong. He pulled away after a moment, though he was quite certain that he could've stood to "be under" for longer. "What if Sezer is perfection and inhuman?" He murmured very softly.
(Finally. BD)
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 1:24 pm
Vlaityn had always prided herself on the close attention she payed to her friends, and Sezer was no exception to this pride. She could confidently say she knew him very well. Knew his voice, his face, his walk, his smell, and on a few occasions, his thought process.
But this had to be the best, by far. His taste. Simply as refined and addictive as the guy himself. Even if Vlaityn was somewhat terrified.
As Sezer pulled away, she looked up at him with an expression filled with awe, confusion, and adoration. And a whole bunch of red. "I dare say Sezer is both." Vlaityn whispered timidly, almost afraid he would stop touching her. "And somehow I was deemed worthy of knowing him."
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 4:50 pm
With his face still just lightly red, the texture from the bottom of Zenobia's heel printed on his face, Peter smiled rather goofily at the two Gryffindor girls.
"Well Beck," Peter started, his free hand placed to his chest with a rather melodramatic expression, "if I knew you loved me, I would have swept you off your feet years ago." Of course, part of him was playing, ad he might have been serious under any other circumstance, however he couldn't talk about that with Ze there. No, not at all.
"And with the Quidditch balance, I haven't fully recovered from the bludger to the head, and after more than a few months off the broom I'm bound not to have full balance. However, now that I have a small dent on my head, I can do a handstand so much easier!" With a joke and a wink towards his best 'girl'-friends Peter took another step towards the door, his jacket still slung over his shoulder.
"Well Ze, not to be rude, but I must say. I think you would have far, far more fun destroying your clothes than wearing them."
After just a moment, Peter nodded towards both of the girls, and turned once again to the door.
"I'll see you at the pitch." Was all he said, and with a wave to the ladies behind her Peter vanished through the crowd.
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Posted: Fri Mar 13, 2009 7:08 pm
Chatter of the whole school blew over the soft delicate music, the clashing noise poked at Sophie patience. Joel walked away towards another student she has yet to know, giving him a bit of an awkward wave. Standing by the Punchbowl at a dance is not the most idealistic scenario in a girls head. As time ticked by, her patience slowly faded turning into annoyance. The boy she had liked was standing over there talking with some other guy, while she was just standing here. "Ugh, Joel just get back here already!"she muttered to herself bitterly. This was her night to have fun and no one was going to ruin it!
At a fast pace she walked over to Joel and grabbed him by the hand, tugging him towards the dance floor. "Come on Joel, let's get back to the dance floor..." She gave Sezer a disapproving look as she spoke. Resentment built inside her, giving her an uncomfortable feeling. As they disappeared into the crowd her uneasy feeling disappeared. Wrapping her arms around Joel's neck comfortably, she spoke softly looking at the ground. "Sorry about that, I just felt the need to...snatch you away. I'd rather just be with you tonight."
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2009 10:22 am
During the complete insanity that occurred between Joel, Vlaityn, and Sezer, Joel almost completely forgot about Sophie. That is, until her soft hands yanked him away to the dance floor so fast he didn't have time to put his head on quite straight.
"Sophienette, I had no idea you were so feisty." With a simple, dashing wink-grin combination, Joel leaned down to rest his forehead on Sophies', not minding her soft blond bangs that tickled his face. His hands were in a fist resting in the lower crevice of her back, the rather fine dress she adorned made the feeling of touching her even more delectable.
"Sorry about the...Well, Sezer. It just puts a smile on my face to invade his personal space. However, he had done a few cruel things in return to me.." He's turned my skin purple, enlarged my teeth, shaved off my hair..and a few other things, but he'd rather not remember those.
"Well, Sophie, you need to remember that lots of people love me, no matter how long it takes them to realize it. However, whenever you feel the need to snatch me away, don't be shy...However, I'm pretty sure that you don't have a shy bone in your body." His smile was rather cunning, his expression an attempt to make himself seem more loved, and her laugh.
The touch of her skin on his neck was like an electric shock illuminating through out his body, her obvious jealousy only fueling his urge to tease her.
"Don't worry Lovely, if you ever need me, just grab my ear, or if that fails, I will pay attention to my hair.....It's still perfect right?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 15, 2009 4:27 pm
Joel's seductive voiced had set her mood into a dreamy state. The music was perfect for the mood that Sophie was in. It made her want to just look up to Joel and stretch her legs a bit farther up to for a little "Sugar." Air blew out of Sophie nose with amusement from his vain comment. It still looked good to her, it always did.
Sophie lifted her eyes to Joel's, emotion overwhelmed her. This is so perfect.The next thing they both knew, Sophie was shut eyed, pressing her lips against his.
(Short post. D: I totally got a writers block.)
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 4:38 pm
(OMG)
Holy Cow! What am I supposed to do. Her lips their- On my lips...Should I push away...No.....Her lips are nice. So plush...Not. Cool. I like making the moves. And she kissed me!
This is a first.
I don't know if I like it or not.
After a few moments of just yelling and debating with himself, Joel placed his hands from around his waist, to the side of her face. His thumbs caressed her cheeks, his lips pressing back into hers. For once, his thoughts were not about his hair, his problems, it was about her. Sophie, how gorgeous are you? Your skin is so warm, so full of innocent life, so kind. Sophie.
Once he had gotten his mouths full, and a little tongue access, Joel pulled away, his hands moved to her neck, small amounts of her hair stuck beneath his fingers.
"Where did that come from?" With a flirtations smile Joel looked deep into her eyes, his teeth only slightly sparkling through freshly used lips.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 5:27 pm
The kiss went on for it seemed like ages, but Sophie didn't care. She loved the situation she was in. I wish this could last forever. Ugh Joel, you're such a good kisser.The kiss sadly ended to her dismay, but all was well. " I really don't know. It just kinda... happened. Is that okay with you? You seem like the kind of guy who always seems to be in control of every action, but I supposed not now."
Slowly her arms move down to his waist. Oh my god, his body feels so amazing. Is it getting hot in here? Sophie fanned herself with her hand. Eyes wandering around, she had noticed there was shiny smeared lip gloss all over Joel's lips, the sight of him made him look like a pretty boy. A giggle had burst out from her quietly, not quite attracting attention to herself.
"Joel, there is Lip gloss all over your lips. You look a bit silly. Here let me help you." Before her could really react, she had started kissing him once more, slowly running her tongue around his lips. Sophie yearned for more, not even hinting the slightest doubt of wanting to pull away. Oh Joel, don't reject me now. I'm getting a bit...excited.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 5:57 pm
Sezer grinned in what he himself deemed a more than slight conspiratorial fashion, his eye brows rising in what he thought was a strictly Joel-fashion. He, with some effort, returned them to their usual state, though, try as he might, he was unable to stop smiling like that. He rather thought himself a randy dog. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting it out and with it the majority of his many inhibitions.
"Deemed worthy?" He breathed, shocked at her choice of words. "What would ever make you think of yourself as being 'deemed worthy'?" Confusion and worry marred his brow as his inquisitive mind raced. What could ever make her think such a thing? She was brilliant and gorgeous.. Though she didn't like his compliments...
"Is it something I've done?" Such typical Sezer. And though some little voice in the back of his mind warned him that he'd just killed the mood, he found he didn't care. Was something troubling her that he'd done? Merlin's Bloody Left Toe Nail. The kiss.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:28 pm
Vlaityn had to laugh at that. Oh, silly Sezer. "I'm afraid it is something completely of your doing! You seem to have cut the oxygen supply to my brain off." Vlaityn nodded slowly, ina somewhat serious manner. "But this time, I suppose I can let it slide." Her content grin replaced itself on her features once more. "And maybe the next time too."
As soon as she said it, Vlaityn turned red again. "I mean, that is...." Vlaityn found herself laughing nervously at herself, mostly at her nervous babbling. It was somewhat uncharacteristic of her. Actually, completely uncharacteristic. Yet it was an almost welcomed change.
"Jeez, Sezer. You've gone and made me all nervous." She admitted humorously yet truthfully.
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Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:38 pm
Sezer offered her another grin, hoping that it would help to appease her. "Hmm," he murmured, one hand cupping his chin as he thought. "Well, if it's nothing I've done... And seeing as you're not going to tell me, as you're perfectly entitled to," he added cautiously "I suppose I should just drop it, yes?" His grin faded to a smile as he again took both her hands in both of his own.
He nodded seriously, the slight downward angle of his head causing his glasses to slide just the tiniest bit. "I'm sorry." He said sincerely, truthfulness gleaming in his tone. "But I must say, at the risk of sounding like a total git, I don't very much mind."
And then a horrible, ghastly thought crossed his mind again. Impulsively, at least, he wanted to kiss her again. But he'd still received no positive confirmation as to her feelings about the first one. Of course, he'd received none that were negative, either, but still. He collected himself and gave her a small smile. "I tend to do that, do I not? Make you nervous. It appears to be a terrible habit I've developed."
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