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 Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 2:25 pm
There was something almost dissatisfying about the lack of passion in Herryk's first kiss. Deep down, she wanted him to claim her, to push away any thought of another boil and remind her just how lucky she was to have him. The kiss managed the last of these things, but she still felt a certain lackluster within it. She had no time to complain, or even make a face, as the second kiss that came from him sated all of her desires.
Her arms wrapped around his neck and she sucked in a startled breath as he claimed her with his kiss, giving her exactly what she wanted. She returned the gesture with a fierceness that was unexpected, even from her. Just as he claimed her, her response was a wild, uncontainable claim back.
Herryk was hers. She wanted him more than anything in the entire world.
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 2:39 pm
Herryk broke the kiss before either of them could get too carried away. They were in the maul, after all, though Herryk held little doubt in his mind that if they were alone in a more secluded place, things would escalate.
He could taste her kiss on his lips when he finally pulled away, brushing his thumb once more against her plush lower lip. A half-smile twisted his lips as he gazed into her eyes, his love for her shining brightly in his own.
"Herryk loves Freya," he said simply, his voice rough with emotion. "And Herryk will deal with Mac. Do not worry." The draugr shook his head.
"Now," Herryk continued, threading his fingers through those that rested against his chest. "Shopping. Herryk makes only one request." This change of topic was safe enough.
"A dress. One special dress that Freya cannot wear until Herryk asks her to."
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 6:33 pm
Freya lost herself in those softly glowing eyes. No one had ever looked at her that way before Herryk. No one had ever made her heart stand still with just a look.
"I loves yeh too, my baby boil." She whispered, her fingers brushing a stray lock of dark hair away from his perfect cheek.
It felt a little jarring, to pull out of that feeling she'd sunk into when lost in his eyes, but the sound of dresses started to pull her up again. "Ahh.." Her eyes lit up bright and excitedly. "Herryk can make all the requests of me that he wants. I will do anything for yeh, baby."
Her lips broke out in a grin. "ESPECIALLY if yehr request is for dress shopping. LET'S GO!"
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 7:03 pm
Herryk was relieved when Freya didn't push him to explain why he wanted her to pick one dress -- a special dress -- that she would wear only when he asked her to. He had been anxious that she would press him for more information. Very anxious. She never failed to surprise him, though.
The draugr chuckled when she lit up at the mention of dresses. Such a ghoul, his ladybird. He followed after her at a more sedate pace, a silly grin on his face. This was the first 'date' they'd been on since their return from the wedding. As usual, Herryk cherished the time they spent together. He would crawl to the ends of Halloween if it meant making his beloved smile. Thankfully she did not require such arduous tasks from him.
"Maybe Herryk will pick something lacy for his sweet Freya. Or pink." A soft hum.
"Or both."
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 7:14 pm
"Freya likes lacy!" She sing-songed, but stopped and turned around, grinning from ear to ear, practically hopping against him. "And Freya LOVES pink!"
They were at the ghouliest store in the entire maul, and she dragged him in, her hands freeing themselves to slip through all of the lovely fabrics on display.
"Aaaaaaaach." She groaned, her eyes fluttering closed in happiness. "Okays. Yeh sees anything yeh-MINE-" Freya interrupted herself to pluck a black miniskirt with lots of little buckles on the rim. "-anything yeh likes?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 7:28 pm
Herryk stopped in his tracks, completely distracted by Freya's outright happiness. She was so lovely, so vivid. Vivacious. Herryk could stand and stare at her forever -- for the rest of his life -- and it would be enough for him. With a happy sigh, Herryk started pulling clothes off the racks at random. There was a grey dress, some poofy white confection with black trim, a soft belted dress, an ungodly thing he grabbed at random, and a few other clothes he wasn't really paying attention to. He may or may not also have nabbed a few racy pieces of pink lingerie.
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 7:55 pm
Freya was picking out her own options, when she turned around and looked at the choices Herryk had made. She tried to remain smiling, but the look in her eyes may have had a little horror to them. Especially that last dress.. yikes. She couldn't tell what the little pink frilly thing underneath was, but that looked like the only acceptable piece of clothing! "Ahahaha... okay thens! Let's go tries them all on!" She dropped all of her choices on top of the ones he had, and dragged him off to the dressing rooms. They were fancy, and ghouly, and - she sat him down right on one of the benches. "Okays. Yeh stays here and I comes and shows yeh dresses, okays?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 8:14 pm
Herryk was eyeballing all of Freya's choices. They were all kind of... short. Tight. Low-cut. Revealing. Herryk wasn't entirely sure how he felt about the dresses that she'd picked out, but he wasn't going to complain. This was what good boilfriends did, right? Watched their ghouls try on dresses? Besides, maybe he'd be pleasantly surprised by what he saw when she pranced out of the dressing rooms clad in garments of her own choosing.
Maybe.
Herryk looked comically out of place seated in that dressing room. Thankfully there seemed to be a lull in business because there weren't many comings and goings. He offered an awkward smile to a ghoul that slipped into a dressing room after she shot him a strange look. Herryk rubbed his chin as he leaned against the wall behind him, stretching out his legs in front of him and crossing them at the ankles.
And then he waited.
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 8:24 pm
Freya was humming a little tune as she took a few of the dresses into the dressing room and closed the door. The door was made of wood, and while it had no little slit of indiscretion on the edges, it started about a foot above the floor - which means Freya's feet, ankles, and a few inches of leg were bobbing about in view.
And then they were covered by her blue dress.
"I tries this grey one you picked first, okays?" She didn't sound /too/ exciting, but she would try on everything he picked, simply because he had.
Shuffles, hopping around, and a curse or two later, Freya came out wearing the almost businesslike grey dress Herryk had given her. "Well.. this is.. nice!" For a funeral.
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 8:32 pm
The ghoul that had passed by Herryk heading into the dressing room passed by him once more, shooting him another strange glance as she made her exit. Another ghoul made her way into the dressing room, staring at Herryk in a most appreciative way. She almost bumped into Freya as the valkyrie burst from the dressing room she'd occupied before hurrying into the room that was vacated by the last ghoul.
"Herryk likes this one," he almost purred. It nipped in nicely at her waist and while it wasn't the most revealing dress, it clung to her curves in ways that didn't leave much to the imagination. The color was boring, sure, but the way it fit her body more than made up for that.
"Doesn't Freya like it?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 8:46 pm
"I do, I do!" She murmured nervously, turning around as she looked at it through the mirror. "Is.. not something I usually get. But is very pretty. And if yeh likes it, that means I likes it. After all," She crept up and stood in front of the sitting draugr, one leg to either side of him. She bent in and kissed the top of his head, whispering into his hair.
"The only reason Freya wears clothes at all anymore is if Herryk likes them." She pulled away and gave him a mischievous grin, before hopping away to try on another dress.
"What does Herryk wants teh see on his Freya next?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 8:54 pm
Herryk would have reached for Freya if she'd stuck around long enough, but she was out of his reach before he could gather the mental capacity to pull her down into his lap. As it was, a loud groan could be heard, likely throughout the store, as he watched Freya prance back into the dressing room. "The pink one," he rasped out hoarsely. "The pink one. On the bottom." It was a scrap of pink, one that she probably wouldn't try on due to the sparse covering that it provided, but at least he would be able to tease her back a little. If she did put it on... well, he would be a goner. A goner.
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 8:57 pm
She pulled the little scrap of whatever it was out, and gave it a look, before-
"HERRYK!" She squealed out, hushing herself and hissing out the rest of her words in an overexcited whisper. "Herryk! This thing, is see throughs!"
Who WAS this boil and what had she done with his innocent Herryk!
"Well, okay, if yeh really wants it, I puts it on for yeh." She murmured in a completely even voice.
The grey dress pooled at her feet.
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 9:00 pm
He hadn't really expected her to put it on!!
"No!" The draugr croaked loudly. "Herryk was just joking. Kind of. It was a joke. Heh heh!" He cleared his throat and rearranged himself on the bench, looking around for anyone who might be making their way into the somewhat secluded dressing room.
"Put on the long dress. The very long one. Herryk will go find a very long coat for Freya to wear with it. Herryk is sure that it will look very beautiful." No, he wasn't sure, but he didn't want her to put on that lacy pink thing.
...okay, he did, but not HERE.
"Do not put that pink thing on, Freya," he warned softly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 9:14 pm
"But Herrryk," She whined. "I already did! Yeh sees?" And she opened the door, to reveal - that yes, she had indeed put the pink lacy .. thing, on. And she'd put one of the dresses of her own choosing on over it. "See?" She put both her hands up on the door frame. "I thinks these two look so very goods together! Is a good choice, baby boil." She tried very hard not to laugh at the look on his face.
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