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 Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 11:54 am
Her face also turned red as she found herself pinned, only this time it was his body now against hers. Not that the previous position had her in the clear either, she was trapped no matter which way. She still struggled, though not as hard as she could have. If she truly wanted to she could have tapped more so in to her energies as a hunter, but she really did not feel threatened.
Though at least in rolling over they had not banged against the wall, that really would have sucked.
Ceres hissed out as he 'attacked' her neck. Though it was from a mix of laughter... and something else. Because there was not much else she could do, she moved her hips some.... maybe just to be a bit vindictive. "Never." She whispered back, still unable to truly move a whole lot. Leaning her head forward she decided to give his neck too a n**, only hers was a little more forceful. She was feisty when she was playing, ok?
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 12:01 pm
With the squirming and the laughing, the biting and even the challenging look on her face the tickle fight was definitely turning in a bit of a different direction. Bix face flushed when she bit him and he grinned a bit, finally leaning in to kiss her. It was challenging on it's own, pressing her to be further pinned under him, though he did finally release her wrists and instead braced himself against the bed.
"You sure?" he mumbled, her lip in his teeth..... until the ungodly loud buzzer on the oven sounded. He jumped, yanking her lips harder than he intended, and almost fell off the couch.
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 10:02 pm
She had been enjoying herself far too much, because she had totally forgotten about the food in the oven. She also noticed that their initial tickle fight had taken a turn, and had replied as eagerly as he had.
And then that ungodly buzzer sounded, startled her as well. She had not flailed like he had, but damn if they buzzer was not a equivalent of ice water.
Groaning she flopped back against the couch with a thud, her arms were tossed over her head as she gave a short laugh. "Well damn, is it bad part of me wants to say leave it in the oven?"Ceres grumbled. Her other, more rational, brain was telling her things about burnt meat and burning down dorms. Clearly that was more important, right? Her hormones said otherwise.
"...We probably should get it." She poked him with her foot.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 10:42 am
Every bit of 'man' in Bix told him to ignore the buzzer. Of course he was doing his best not to slide off the couch but then visions of smoke and burning filled his brain and his OCD rose from it's slumber.
"Aaahnnnnn..." That was his whining sound as he kissed her chin, pushed himself up, and then (with a bratty look on his face) headed to the kitchen while adjusting himself. It had been a while since he'd gotten any sort of romantic interest from a girl. 'Hard up' pretty much defined his sex life.
Thankfully as soon as he cracked the oven and the smell of cooking meat hit him, his stomach started to growl and his frustration ebbed.
"It.. looks pretty successful.." Bix took the steak out and cut a small piece to see if it was done. "Seems.. to be done. How do you like your steak?" He preferred his more pink.
Taking the edge he cut and nomming on it, he gave Ceres a grin, "You want some of my hot meat?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 4:35 pm
She didn't follow him in to the kitchen, instead she chose to watch him from behind, propping herself up on her elbows. There was something...incredibly nice about having a man cook for you. Even if it was a attempt at cooking, it was still nice. Society as a whole tended to lean towards a women in the kitchen, something she did not embrace lightly. Sure she could make simple things...out of a box.
Maybe she just enjoyed the view while he worked.
Plus, now that she stopped to think about it, the food did smell good. Smirking some, she watched him curiously. Barking out a small, sarcastic, laugh. "In more ways than one." She replied with a wink, finally pushing herself to her feet to approach him. "Looks good. Honestly ill eat any color steak as long as it is not charcoal black... or still mooing." Steak was something that changed flavor and texture as it was cooked... she enjoyed them all.
"Want me to grab some drinks?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 5:52 pm
Bix was oblivious to being eye candy and did nothing but slice another small sliver, stuffing it into his mouth hurriedly before she commented on him hogging the whole thing.
"Yeah sure. There's not much I don't think." He grabbed two plates and cut the steak in half, slapping one piece on each plate. It was then he realized he didn't have anything else to serve. No veggies. No starch.
"I can't think of anymore meat innuendo, but this is all I made." He chuckled a bit while grabbing silverware. "I promise.. soon as we can use portals I'll get some decent things to eat."
The fridge, when she opened it, would be nothing more than a couple soda cans, a couple bottles of water, and two beers that could have been any age because they were rolling around in the crisper drawer.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 6:10 pm
"Must be good if you keep stuffing yourself with it." She teased, not letting it go. In reality she was fine eating the meat by itself, she was not someone whom needed a 4 course meal all the time. Just a main dish by itself was enough. Reaching in to the fridge she pulled out one soda can and a bottle of water. Ceres did not see the beer, but if she had she probably would have ignored it anyways. "Water or Soda?" She nabbed one of each, showing him the options and closing the fridge with a bump of her hip. She would take whichever he didn't.
".....I would offer you a hand but unless you have a spare limb around, kinda useless." She shrugged, clearly holding the two drinks in each hand. They could make multiple trips if need be. "Where do you usually eat here?" She knew he could be OCD with his room, so instead of possibly dropping food somewhere he did not like it, she would let him show her first.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 7:37 pm
"I'll have the soda. ..Unless you wanted it." Bix's one true vice was his junk food consumption. He still lurked in the mindset of 'college dorm Ferdinand' who survived on Doritos and coke at 1am or a healthy breakfast of cold pizza and yesterday's ramen. It really was a bit of a miracle that he was learning to cook actual food.
He moved the plates and silverware to the half-wall counter behind them. "Generally here or the couch but since we probably need to use steak knives.." It was much easier on a counter. "I hope you don't mind standing."
"Though.. man." He'd salted and peppered the steak and then simply smeared some dijon over the top of it. Most of the mustard had melted away, melding with the juice of the steak. Not too shabby. "I wish I kept a fake limb around in a drawer.. how funny.. you're like 'offer you hand' and I'd pull out this fake arm." He sniggered stupidly and ate a bite. He then began to eye Ceres, his gaze dragging to the food and then her face.
Would she like it?
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