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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 11:15 pm
Whew, okay…so apparently she hadn’t done anything wrong. That was a relief. It cleared more space for other worries. “It…it is? I mean, I slept on the floor before and I thought it was oka—“
Then Dakota was already on the bed, and giving her a weird look again. Molly gulped as her stomach riled. “Uh…I…I’m sure…? Ah…yes…I am…!” Then she just stared at him with a blank look as he held out his hands to her. Wait, wait, wait. Hold her? Uh…Okay then. Molly looked rather perplexed once more by this simple notion. She thought when you shared the bed with someone you just…slept in it together…just…lying next to each other…uh…
Molly stared at Dakota for a long time, and one could tell her thoughts were fighting each other. But once again…Molly did not have the ability to say no…especially when it seemed innocent enough. She trusted Dakota, after all…as dangerous as that was. “…O…okay!” She seemed surer of it now…but first…Molly gathered the blankets and pillows from the floor and tossed them onto Dakota.
The Mist trainee then made her way to the end of the bed, and crawled in shyly in the open space, flopping down next to him.
Let the awkwardness of settling in begin.
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2012 12:50 am
"No." Was all he added to the subject of the floor. No more floor sleeping.
He was waiting patiently, arms outstretched for the beautiful sweet and petite just sitting there....as if he knew she wouldn't reject the idea of laying down with him.
"don't worry, I won't...bit...hard." he winked, flailing under the weight and attack of all her pillows and blankets. Placing them nicely for her, he waited longer as she crawled on the bed, laying down.
Dakota didn't even hesitate as he scooted REALLY close and said with a simple, "Sorry but I'm a cuddler Red." He had a light gruff to his voice again, a rugged building of tension as his arm slid under her head, another thrown around to wrap around her stomach and pulled her into his warm embrace.
"There we go." He said, as her back met with his chest, his chin settling right behind her red curly locks. He pretended for only a second that he didn't sniff them out of curiousity. "Nice shampoo red. smells nice."
"Are you comfortable? I can move around so you get a good....feel of how you want to sleep next to me." Was he serious? Playing?
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2012 10:28 am
“Uh…” Molly smiled nervously. “…O…okay?” Goodness. What was she getting herself into?
She was very much about to reach for a blanket to pull over herself once more until she was instead pulled into a set of arms. Oh dear. Molly just couldn’t get anymore red as she stiffened in Dakota’s hold. Oh goodness. What was happening? Molly didn’t know. Molly was confused. Too many feelings and embarrassment all rolled into one, and this was nice and snuggly and warm. Oh gosh. “…Um…th…thanks?” She squeaked after a long moment, slowly and awkwardly easing her tense posture. “Um…yeah…I um…am comfortable…” Kind of. She was still embarrassed. This was all new and different.
“…Wait…” Molly’s brows furrowed as she glanced at Dakota over her shoulder. “…Am I the little spoon?”
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2012 5:02 pm
Dakota snuggled into Molly's warmth. His body pressed close. He tried to think of kicked puppies and wet kittens and things that were calming of the raging boner he was trying to hide from the sweet Redhead.
Let's not lie here, Dakota was attracted to Molly, and regardless of them deciding that they were friends, Dakota always had a little thing for the freckled ginger. She was beautiful in a lot of ways. Even with a bigger figure, Dakota could only think that that was MEAT for the dog. And Dakota was dog certainly.
Kicked Puppies Man, THINK OF THE PUPPIES.
"Your welcome." He closed his eyes briefly before chuckling, his body resounding the movement of chuckles to hers, "Red, Everyone is little spoon to me...." he cradled her close, "Molly......how have you been? Besides the whole drowned room..." Smooth Dakota...SMOOTH.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:19 pm
Molly: at the moment blissfully unaware of any raging boners. She still wasn’t completely relaxed, as she laid there a bit stiffy, staring at the wall and uncertain about what to do with her hands. She found it interesting that she could feel him chuckle against her back and her brows furrowed in thought before she giggled softly. “ Oh…that’s a good point…” She murmured, blinking once again as she was pulled even closer. “ H-how have I been?” She echoed, distracted. “… Ah…um…I’ve been alright…I mean…I’m alive…so that’s always a good thing!” She bit her lip, thinking about her talk with Candace, and then the few talks she had with Bix…the uncertainty that came with that… “ Um…Dakota?” Molly’s voice dropped to a whisper. “… Have you ever felt like…you needed to go find yourself? I’m sorry if that doesn’t make any sense…”
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 10:02 pm
"Alive is always a good thing. Guess in this line of business, we'd be thankful for that everyday..." He sighed, his chest heaving into hers. "I think everyday we get is a blessing....It's too bad that's all we have to look forward to now. Though I think being in the same bed as a pretty woman is much more...rewarding." He mumbled, teasing her.
"Find myself?" he repeated before blinking in the dark....well....no....that was a odd question after all. "That's a vague question and something a kid like me doesn't understand so...uh I'll be honest here. I know who I am, Don't always know what I want until I want it, Don't know what I need till I need it and don't know where I am going until I am going. Make sense? Like...I try to be the go with the flow till I die kinda of guy but..." He smiled, "Sometimes, life throws those curveballs or something and knocks you off that path you know."
"so uh...I guess to answer...I think I am saying.....I am always trying to find myself but...because myself is changing all the time...its...um...a never ending quest...or some s**t like that...."
He drummed his fingers on her side, "Why Red? You looking to find yourself? I can find you....and parts???" He sounded hopeful as his hand ran down her side, lightly brushing against her. "I'm good at...finding things Molly." LIKE A HUFFLEPUFF, They were particularly good finders!
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 11:22 pm
Molly smiled a bit as she listened to the young man behind her. “Oh…but Dakota…!” She started, and one could hear the smile in her voice. “I think rising to meet every new day isn’t something to belittle at all! Every new day brings with it limitless possibilities! Carpe Diem! It’s all what you make of it, I think! Every day here for me has been blessed. Something new and exciting and wonderful happens…even if it’s small.” She paused then. “…Oh gosh…I am so sorry Dakota…I end up rambling a lot! I’m really sorry.”
She waited to hear what he’d say about the ‘finding one self’ question. “Aw, Shawty, I don’t think its right to call you a kid at all!” She fell silent though as he spoke…and even if he had been fluffing that answer…Molly thought is very profound. She was so awed and inspired by it, actually, that she ended up wiggling in his arms so that she could turn to face him, lips parted in surprise as she stared up at him. “Wowzers…” She breathed. “That’s…that’s such an inspiring answer! That gives me a lot to think about…I…never thought about it that way before!” Did she believe him? Yep. “Thank you, Shawty!” Even if he couldn’t see her beaming widely that well in the dark, surely he could feel it.
“Um…yeah! I think I am…” She replied. “I just…um…” She paused as Dakota offered to help her find herself. “Oh…that’s really kind of you! I really appreciate it. You help me so much already by just being you.” Molly wasn’t exactly sure why his hand was running down her side, but that was okay, even if she did shiver lightly. “Oh…? What kind of things are you good at finding?” She asked curiously, smiling.
Yep.
She was serious.
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 11:50 pm
"And you are WAY too happy for a person this late at night Sweet and Petite, though it is refreshing...." He joked, "You should be ashamed of yourself, talking yourself into a ramble, jeez, it's like you think I don't want to sleep all night long...." He was totally joking Molly, but in case the sarcasm wasn't clear, "I'm totally joking Molly, I love when you ramble. Its adorable." He chuckled again.
"Don't worry, I am still a kid, no matter what life experiences I have here...." He didn't really think his answer was awesome, like...he was just spouting s**t out. Because he could....or something like that. Whatever, he hoped it made sense to Molly....which oh M Gee, it looked like red was totally thrilled by his answer.
Pro Status for Dakota.
"Uh...Yeah...Your welcome." He grinned, sure that Molly was radiating a s**t ton of pure happy energy. He even blinked in surprise as she turned in his arms, instead of resting to his back, now he was just inches of getting CHEST TO CHEST ACTION. Oh man, this was the BEST feeling of right now. He cleared his throat as she beamed up at him. YEAH WASN'T HARD TO SEE DEM PEARLY WHITES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT MOLLY.....
"Really? Kinda of thought I might bother you or something...being all you know...in your business and all." His hand resumed running down her sides, migrating it under her arm and to her back now where it trailed lightly up and down her spine. Also slowly pressing her closer to HIS chest so his chest could get some boobage feel.
He choked though at her question and looked down at her. "Well...I know where to find that spot that makes girls happy, you know...Clerise taught me that and stuff. She taught me a lot of stuff. But I mean...You know...I can find it TONIGHT if you want..." He was totally serious Molly, If you were down for it....He was totally down for it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 12:36 am
She grinned sheepishly. “I’ve been told that a lot.” She murmured, and then immediately fretted. “Oh! I am so sorry Dakota, of course! I shouldn’t be interrupting our sleep ti—Oh…” Well okay, she felt even sillier now that she knew he was joking. Oops.
Molly just kept on smiling as he spoke…until he said he thought he bothered her. That statement caused Molly to sit straight up in bed and stare down at the Moon Hunter in complete and utter surprise. “OH GOODNESS!” She cried, and then immediately clamped a hand on her mouth. Hazel eyes darted back and forth before she lowered her hand and spoke in a softer tone. “Dakota, you never ever bother me! I well…I think you’re a simply amazing person! You’re so cheerful and upbeat and confident…you’re like a walking ray of sunshine and I love that so much! I really admire that…well…I really admire everything about you!” She was being utterly honest about this. “I’m so happy to be in your company whenever I can.” She was back to smiling now, down at him, but paused once more at his offer.
Sadly Dakota, Molly still didn’t have an idea of what you wanted to…get down for.
“A spot that makes girls happy?” She echoed. “…Only girls? Does…it make guys happy too?” Her brows furrowed. “…Oh…but aren’t we suppose to be sleeping? I don’t want to keep you up if you want to sleep, Shawty…!” Because that’d just be rude.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 12:56 am
"That you ramble a lot?" He poked her nose and stuck his tongue out, "Some people just are jealous because they don't get to here you ramble all night long. but If I start to snore, you can apply those snoring sounds to the things your ramblin' about and it'll be like I am talking with you....You know?" RIGHT CAUSE IT WAS TOTALLY LIKE THAT.
He flinched as she sat straight up, he arms flailing to the side uselessly. He peered up at her. "Good to know Molly, I try not to really bother people I really like..." He was blushing....God he was blushing in the dark underneath all that tawny dark skin he was, he could feel it..."But your praising me a little too much babe, Anymore and I'll get a ego the size of a hot air balloon and fly right out of here." That being said, he didn't really like Molly sitting up and away from him.
His hands snaked out to her arms, tugging at them a little roughly so that she would fall on to his chest. A small oof sound emitted from the Moon hunter as his other hand went to tip Molly's Chin so that he could lean down closer to it.
"Yeah Molly, There's a spot in your body that if you press it just right, you can practically die in happiness..." He was still grinning, thankful that the basic lessons with Clerise were still fresh in his head. Only a small amount of guilt churned in him as he thought of the other red in his life. But clerise and him were never really a item and she was still...his teacher and best friends with benefits. Clerise was just Clerise. And Molly was Molly. And Molly who he was thinking about...."Nah, guys have something different....plus were easier to get off or something like that...." He pulled back and looked at her now, sprawled on him. "I don't think I want to sleep now. I'm enjoying myself a little too much to think of sleeping...Molly."
All he really wanted to do was lean up into her lips for a kiss. But that wouldn't ease the ache...would it? Or maybe one good hot make out session with cuddles after is good too. He'd take that. OH HE'D TAKE THAT IN A HEARTBEAT.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 7:12 pm
“Oh…but Dakota…if you start snoring…that means I bored you.” Molly then frowned worriedly, until she giggled at his hot air balloon comment. “Oh, I wouldn’t let you float awa---Eeee!” Molly made a surprised sound as she was pulled down, finding herself now very much pressed against the Moon Hunter underneath her. If she wasn’t so red already…
Was the air conditioner off? It felt kind of warm in here all of a sudden. Molly couldn’t help but fan her face a bit as she stared up at Dakota wide eyed, especially as he grasped her chin. A spot…in the body. Would she get it? Would she? Would Molly finally get it? No. Maybe she would next post. “…E…easier to get off?” She echoed. “…Uh…get off of what…Dakota?” Her voice dropped to a whisper…as if they were sharing secrets or something. “Oh…yeah? W…well that’s good? I mean…I’m not really feeling tired yet, either…” Because she kind of napped earlier.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 7:22 pm
"Nah, Snoring means that I can't breathe through my nose properly for sleeping." He laughed at her, "There there, I like this better." He smiled at her blush, he could practically feel the heat of shyness from the girl and it was just....
A snap in his head. Door unlocked, Things happen.
"Yeah Red. guys can get off easier then girls from what I hear...." He almost face palmed but then mumbled in a gruff voice, "Get off as in...pleasure. Sex. s**t....."
"Molly, If your not feeling tired then...." He tugged her up, "then I know a better way to spend our time then talking." And just like that, he leaned his head in, laying his lips on hers. Orange eyes remained open though as he watched for her reaction....Hands held her close but not to close in case she decided to escape. he'd never force a girl after all. But damned if she didn't have the sweetest lips....
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 8:09 pm
Oh.
Oh…
Oh.
Molly sharply in took a breath. Oh goodness. Wait…wait. WAIT. HAD DAKOTA BEEN TALKING ABOUT…THAT…THE ENTIRE TIME!? Her voice went high pitched. “A-are you talking about…i-i-intercourse!?” She cried. “W-with m—“
Then there were lips on hers again. How was she getting into these situations? Molly froze, staring wide eyed back at Dakota. Not pulling away, but not going in either for a long moment before she uttered. “Buh…but Dakota…I thought….you and Miss Clerise…” Were together, weren’t they!?
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 5:03 pm
Dakota watched the light click up in that pretty little attic of Molly's and knew he'd either blown his chance for feelsies or just blew his chance for ANYTHING.
After their brief kiss, pulling back, he looked at her....
"Intercourse Red?" He's face screwed up before he started chuckling, then laughing. Laughing rolling in the bed, his face turned into the pillow. "God...GOD your the best. Your a riot." He laughed again.
"You can call it that, Some girls just like sex...some just like Making love." His voice dropped, "Want me to make love to you Molly?" he whispered before pulling back again, his eyebrow arching in surprise.
"I'll be honest then.....Clerise is my best friend, and my teacher. She taught me things, and we had out moments but we kinda of do our own thing. She was never mine per se...just as I was never really hers babe." He blinked, "but if your uncomfortable with the idea of Clerise and I being friends with benefits....in past tense terms..." he blinked (present tense? he didn't know), just what was he suppose to say to that....If she had a problem then he wouldn't be able to hold her anymore. Or if she did, maybe it was out of maybe liking him too....Ah but that was too much to hope for that too.... "I can let you go. I won't force you to do something you don't want Molly. I got respect for Sweet and Petite...." he sighed.
"But don't get me wrong on that either too. I like you, I like you a lot. You got a sweet personality and a rocking body...A sweet temptation..." he leered at her, playing with a curl...."I'm not really good at holding temptations back...."
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 7:36 pm
Now Molly felt even more embarrassed. Yes. She said intercourse. Now Dakota was laughing at her. Molly let out a surprised squeak as Dakota started to roll around on the bed, and ended up rolling right off to the side against the wall. She blinked, watching the young man, and then made another soft surprised squeak as he whispered to her.
Like some kind of steamy romantic movie.
Molly had watched too much late night television prior to Deus.
She was flustered and her stomach was doing funny things. This was nerve wracking. How come Dakota was just so…charismatic? She paused though as Dakota talked about Clerise. Oh…they…weren’t a couple…? Friends with…benefits? Oh dear. Molly was overwhelmed. “Yo…you…want to….that….wi-with me…? I…” Molly was stuttering and stumbling like a fiend, cupping her cheek as she glanced down at the sheets underneath them. Her voice dropped down to a whisper. “…Dakota…I’ve never uh…” Oh gosh. “…Done…that before…”
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