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 Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 12:06 pm
It wasn't like the music room, there was no fevered pawing or straight hormones. This was simpler, more tender, but it made her heart hammer all the same. She'd always liked Grant, ever since he'd saved her, she just hadn't really realized how much. He was important to her, but he was certainly more then a friend.
Friends didn't kiss like this, nor did they let their hands wander up into silky blonde hair to trace the tips of her nails along his scalp.
His arms tightened around her, hands flexing, and she gave him an encouraging little noise to let him know she liked it, and that he was certainly welcome to hold her tightly if he so pleased. He was the most polite person she'd ever met, she knew she'd likely be in charge of how far their relationship went and when, and she was okay with that, but he didn't have to be afraid to touch her, to kiss her. She wanted to make that clear.
When he drew away enough to ask his question she pressed her forehead to his, peeking up at him even as he kept his eyes closed. Did she feel like leaving the apartment now? Not really. "Why don't we stay in and watch a movie?" Or at least pretend to watch a movie.
They'd have the place to themselves for a while, Quinn would be gone the rest of the afternoon. Besides, nothing sounded better then just curling up on the couch with him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 1:02 pm
Grant hummed when he felt her fingers moving through his hair, his hands sliding over her hips and meeting behind her, resting over the groove of her tail bone as she arched toward him.
Her encouragement was doing wonders.
It wasn't like he had never seen a girl before. But usually he was the guy that was good friends with a lot of them, maybe crushed on, maybe with his own crush, but no one ever acting out on anything. Because of that, he could not say he ever had a real girlfriend before. So he was a little nervous, unsure, but always eager to learn.
And do well.
"I would like that," he said softly, not needing to speak loudly because they were so close. His head touching hers, his body feeling the warmth radiating from hers. Absorbing it, thriving on it. He liked this closeness, it was electric but soft all at once. A feeling he had never felt before, but wanted to get addicted to very easily.
Of course, to get to the couch to cuddle one of them would have to move, and at the moment even Grant was thinking about making things easier.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 9:54 pm
His hands slid along her hips, settling at the small of her back, and Lydia smiled, happy and content. After a the couple weeks she'd just endured, this was bliss. Calm, warm, and utterly tender. She melted against his chest, lips ghosting along his cheek, and held on. It was that same urge to cling to him, but now I was more then just the desire to keep him safe.
Grant was her's. She'd done a fabulous job of making that obvious at the Halloween party, but now it seemed more official somehow. Must have been the kiss.
When he agreed to her proposal she grinned, head turning to press her cheek against his. "Good." Now they just had to get to the couch. And thank God for Netflix, because once they managed to get across the room to the sofa she doubted very much that either of them would have been willing to move to search for a movie. Technology, Lydia loved it.
Humming faintly the young lady loosened her grip around his neck, palms sliding down his shoulders to rest for a moment against his chest. She gave him another peck, this time on the chin, then slide her hand into his so she could pull him towards the big cushy couch.
"Any requests?" She meant movie wise, but being the little brat that she was she left the offer open and wondered of he'd think to fill it with anything more creative. She kind of hoped he did, but this was Grant, and they had just sort of made their whole relationship official.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 10:20 pm
Grant was glad when she moved to get them to the sofa, clinging to her hand then smiling and letting the moment take him. He picked her up and carried her the short distance, just because he could and he wanted, and justified it by thinking her feet must be tired by standing on her toes to kiss him for so long.
Obviously.
He put her down on the sofa and kissed her sweetly on the cheek as he sat politely beside her. She was very right in thinking she was his, though he never would have called her his unless she asked him to.
Blinking, he considered her request.
"If you don't mind sitting against me, I'd like that very much," he said meekly, smiling and holding his arm up for her to cuddle against him. He felt she fit right against him, and wanted to see if she was built to cuddle with him. "Whatever movie you want to watch is okay with me," he added, blushing a bit. "I mean, you can sit where ever you want, too, I was just... uhm. Answering your question." He smiled dopily.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 10:43 pm
The sound that came from her when Grant scooped her up in his arms was a startled squeak, and she clung to him best she could before her sat her down on the sofa and kissed her cheek. That hadn't quite been expected, but she wasn't about to complain about being swept off her feet, literally. Besides, it showed he was comfortable with her, and that was what she wanted.
She was all set to tuck herself comfortably up against his said after he sat, but his answer to her offer made her pause, hazel eyes widening just a touch. Had he actually just taken the bait? Oh sure, it was an innocent request, but he had grasped the fact that she'd left the offer open for a reason and taken advantage. Lydia called that progress.
Nevermind the slight back tracking. Baby steps.
She smiled up at him and slide beneath his arm to curl against his side, head resting comfortably on his shoulder. "I asked it like that for a reason," she assured him, almost purring as she tipped her chin back so she could look up at him. One pale hand coming to rest on his thigh and inch or two above the knee.
"Have you seen Up?" It was a cute movie, very light hearted, and she'd already seen it, so if they for some reason got distracted it wasn't as if she'd really be missing anything.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 10:57 pm
"Did you? That's good, I thought you did." He smiled, putting his arm around her and liking the feel of her against him. Yup, she seemed to fit against him very well. Perfectly, almost, and that was just what he had thought.
It was easy to get wrapped up in a simple moment like this.
Grant almost forgot that they were reasonably new as a couple, if they were even calling themselves that yet. Friends with perks, like kissing, going to movies, cuddling. His eyes drifted to her hand on his knee and he smiled, though he looked bashful.
"I haven't seen it, that's the one with the house and the balloons? I wanted to see it but uhm... no one ever asked me," he laughed. He didn't like going to the movies alone, after all. He could have watched it at home by now but hadn't really thought about it.
Just needed the right reminder.
He had his arm around her, and the other was across his body and resting over hers on his thigh now. He smiled innocently.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 9:17 am
The weight of his arm as it settled around her was comforting, and she let herself sink in against his side with a happy little sigh. This was nice, but more then that it, it felt right. She watched his eyes drift down to the placement of her hand on his leg, the bashful curl of his lips, and she grinned, perhaps a little wickedly.
She'd be lying if she said she wasn't looking forward to seeing his reaction to more.. intimate things. Not that she'd rush him, probably. She'd try not to at least.
"Mmhmm! It's very good." She reached across him for the remote sitting on the arm of the couch, as well as the PS3 remote, and turned the both of them on. "Really? Well I don't think you'll have that problem anymore." Curiously, she wondered if he'd ever thought to ask someone himself, rather then wait to be asked, but it didn't really matter now. If there was a movie either of them wanted to see, surely the other would be happy to accompany them.
His hand came to rest on her own where it rested on his leg, and she spread her fingers so his would slip between them, then tightened her grip on those warm digits.
"You'll like this," she informed him as she turned the TV to the appropriate component setting, then turned the Playstation on and navigated it to the Netflix screen, skipping down to the family movies and scanning the titles for the one she wanted. "It's very heartwarming."
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 12:02 pm
Grant was quiet and sweet, and very inexperienced, but he was not a guy that seemed to know the concept of being rushed. He knew that he would never rush anyone else, but of course, his inability to say no to most things meant he never really set a routine pace for life.
He was a very flexible person. Figuratively. Literally was unknown.
His fingers curled with hers and he smiled dreamily.
"I already like it," he said honestly, but of course he wasn't talking about the movie. This was all new and it made him feel things he had not been able to feel before. Personal, almost selfish things, happiness, contentment. He watched her, expression soft and docile.
He looked at the screen, letting her find the movie and put it on before he glanced back at her again. He wanted to see the movie, but he found he had something more interesting to focus on.
"Would you mind very much if I kissed you again?" he asked politely, though she would be able to get a small hint of his nerves actually playing up as he asked. His fingers curled a little tighter over hers.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 12:31 pm
She blinked up at his comment, smile slipping ever so slightly until she realized what he meant. She chuckled, dropping the controller in her lap so she could tuck an escaping curl of ginger hair back behind her ear. "Oh?" Adorable probably wasn't the right word to describe the young man next to her, but it would work until she thought of a better one.
After a second or two she reclaimed the controller and set the movie to play, but once again his voice pulled her attention back to him, tone and words.
This wasn't the first relationship Lydia had ever been in, but she blushed all the same when he asked of he could kiss her again. He was too kind, too sweet. If she was a little less selfish of a person she might have considered the fact that he was too good for her. "Not at all." She turned against his side so she could rest a hand against his chest.
"You don't have to ask, silly. Just do it." Raising up on her knees she leaned in, pressing the soft bud of her lips against his once again. Even parting them a tiny bit so she could catch that lower bud of his lip. The hand on his chest lifted, tracing along his cheek, and finally sliding along the line of his jaw.
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 12:49 pm
Grant would never hear that he was too good for anyone. Of course, he did not think there was such a thing as being too good, so the whole concept was moot. He felt like he wasn't good enough, if he had to put it into words. She deserved all the best, and he was just doing what he could to provide it.
He smiled at her as she shifted, nodding his head. He would remember that, and take it to heart. He was very good at doing what he was told, and if she was alright with him kissing her without asking, he would certainly not argue with her.
Kissing her softly, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of her lips on his, his hands moving over her hips and resting lightly over them. He drew her closer to him with a slight tug.
It was very easy for him to relax into the moment, and forget everything else. All thoughts of not doing something right, of upsetting her or insulting, or something, were gone. Not that he didn't think it were still possible, but that he just wasn't worrying about it in the back of his mind like he usually was. As if he understood that they were both in the moment together and because of that there was nothing to fear.
He was not going to see any of the movie at this rate.
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 1:49 pm
His hands moved to rest over her hips, and she happily moved as he tugged at her so she was sitting now on his other side, practically in his lap, with her legs draped across his thighs. Her palm on his cheek guiding him as she moved so their lips never once parted.
The movie was playing, but neither of them were paying much attention to it. She'd actually expected the young man's focus to shift to the screen, but it would appear he was far more interested in exploring the fact that he was now allowed to kiss her whenever he wanted to. Lydia didn't have a problem with this, not at all. If they missed the movie it was no big deal, they could just rewatch it later, and really she was quite pleased with prospect of spending the next little while with all his attention on her. She was stingy that way.
Each and every tender kiss stirred the wings fluttering about in her stomach. It was exciting, but not in the same way it had been with Chaonis. This was different, new, and she found she simply couldn't get enough of the soft brush of his mouth against hers.
Her free hand rose to cup the warmth of her palm against the side of his neck, fingertips tracing softly along the nape. She drew away, but only enough so she could murmur his name against his own mouth, smiling as she bumped her nose against his before brushing the tip of her tongue ever so softly along his lips.
Deepening the kiss wouldn't be rushing things, would it? Had Grant ever kissed a girl like that before? He was older then her, by a handful of years, surely he must have at least once. It wasn't really pushing then, not if she believed he'd experienced it before. Right?
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 11:21 am
Grant could certainly say he was having fun. Well, not at the moment, not literally. He was having fun, but couldn't say it, because his lips were so thoroughly occupied and his mind had left a 'back in ten minutes' sign on in his brain.
Chances were good that it might be late getting back.
Maybe it was so wholly enrapturing because it was so new. Or maybe it was because it was what he had wanted to happen from the first time they met, and he had never allowed himself to imagine it because that would just be rude. Typical male behavior. But it wasn't, not for him. It wasn't the making out, the closeness of their bodies, that he had craved, so much as the idea that she might like him for more than just his penchant for doing favors. More than his polite attitude that was sometimes altogether blinding and overwhelming. She saw in him something that was worth spending more time with, even when she didn't need him to do something for her.
That was oddly profound to him.
And he appreciated it more than he could ever hope to say, if he were asked. Of course, he would certainly try.
When she moved to deepen the kiss his eyebrows lifted a bit and he hummed a sound of interest and, embarrassingly if he were capable of feeling that emotion, confusion. Still, he stumbled along, responding to her efforts by trying to be encouraging, responsive.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 11:38 am
It would certainly be back late if Lydia had anything to say on the matter, and she was pretty sure she did.
What was it that attracted her to him, when he was nearly the opposite of the usual type she found herself drawn to? From the second they had met, first up in that damn kitchen, and then again in the halls of their school, Grant had wanted nothing more then to see her smile and to make her happy. No one else had ever in all of Lydia's short life been so selfless and caring without any ulterior motive or selfish desire of their own, save only her parents.
He'd done so much for her, and expected nothing back but her friendship, or more importantly, her safety, well being, and happiness.
It had been hard to tell at first if he did it only out of kindness, or if perhaps he felt something more. It had taken the party, and the movie afterwards, for her to realize that he had, and by then she had also acknowledged her own feelings for him.
The inquisitive hum made her chuckle, a soft sound of amusement muffled against his mouth. He was just too adorable for words. She offered another gentle lick, urged him to part his lips for her. So he hadn't kissed like this before, no matter, Lydia would happily teach him. he just had to let her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 3:45 pm
Grant let her teach him all she wanted to. He was a good student, too. His eager to please quality did not fall short, even in a situation like this one. He kissed her until he needed to catch a breath, finally opening his eyes and caressing her cheek with his hand very lightly.
He smiled at her adoringly, looking very happy and calm.
"You have the most beautiful eyes," he told her, admiring them with his own large, vivid ones. He noticed that he had missed quite a bit in the movie, but he didn't care. The time wasn't lost, but rather spent doing something much more enjoyable.
"I promise I'll be good to you," he said softly, feeling like he should tell her what was on his mind. "I want to make you happy. If you... if you don't mind being my girlfriend... I would like that very much. You don't have to use the name if you don't want to."
He smiled at her. They could still be friends, after all.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 10:38 pm
And teach she did. It wasn't hard though, not when Grant was so eager to please. No, he picked up on the basics of things rather quickly, and by the time he'd drawn away to catch his breath, Lydia too was flushed and breathing a little heavily.
She smiled at him as he touched her cheek, head turning to nuzzle into his palm adoringly. Completely lost in his company, the warmth of body beside her, and that unsure, if ever optimistic smile that was beginning to seem like just for her.
"Hazels not so exciting," she corrected softly, but she lay a soft kiss against his palm, reaching up so she could at h his hand to hold it in both of her own. "Not like teal." She did appreciate the compliment, it made her chest just a little tighter, but he needed to know he was handsome as well. Not ruggedly so, but neat and trim and very charming. The scar didn't really seem to harden his features either, but was only one more part of him, something uniquely him, and she couldn't imagine him without it.
She sobered a little when he made his promise, and she squeezed his fingers. There was little doubt in her mind that he would keep his word, so she didn't hesitate to lean forward and lay a gental kiss against his lips, short and sweet. "Of course, I had already kind of assumed I was."
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