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 Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:05 pm
Freya's face pinched up and she put her fists on her hips, striking a stubborn pose. "Okays, I'm sorrys that I am never goings teh kiss yeh again. That is what I am sorrys for. Now yeh goes away, bye bye thanks yeh for teh cupcakes!" She started pushing him out the door, then swiftly turned, patting her hands clean for a job well done as she walked away.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:11 pm
He already saw it when her hands went to her hips and he quietly snatched up the box to put the cupcake in so he could protect it as she pushed him out the door. He hummed a bit and marched back in.
Closed the door.
...Locked it. That way if she wanted to push him out again she'd have to work so much harder.
The box was set down next to the door and suddenly he ran at her with the intent to hug on to her, "Nope."
"Kisses forever or else."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:17 pm
Kettil was a smart boil. He knew that when a ghoul threatened to never kiss you again, you were supposed to chase her. You were supposed to demand kisses. And he did exactly what he was supposed to do. So when she heard his quickening footsteps, she grinned triumphantly and started running, turning the corner and sliding her sock-covered feet against the floor as she tried to get away. She jumped, bounced, and flew over her bed, until she landed on the other side and turned around, crouched as if ready to run again.
"NO KISSES FOR KETTIL!" She screamed, laughing through each word.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:23 pm
Suddenly it turned into a chasing game between them. As she moved out of his reach, he grasped at thin air and then looked over toward her. He put his hands on his hips, "No kisses ever? That's a sad life for me," he playfully pouted at her.
He was staring at her a bit too intently.
Kettil's body crouched down and then suddenly he ran and took a flying leap at her...And the bed.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:26 pm
Freya was watching him very carefully, trying to be ready for his next move, but that playful pout distracted her. He should have known better. There was no way she'd ever be able to stay away from those lips now that she knew what they felt like.
The moment of distraction was enough, and Freya screeched in surprise when Kettil came flying at her. He was going to land on the bed, but his arms would be in range, so she scurried away, trying to run around the side of the bed. It was futile, he'd still be in range of her, but her slipping, sliding run was determined to give it her best try. "NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:32 pm
It had been his plan all along. Freya wasn't the only one with awareness of how to work the body. Not that he'd say any such thing out loud. It was simply enough that when he landed on the bed that he was within reach of her, just about.
Kettil moved quickly his hands reaching for whatever part of her he could find.
Seeking to grab onto her and pull her toward him with a determination. Freya wanted to be prey? She would be Kettil's prey, then.
"Say that now. Just you wait," he suddenly announced with a bit of a growl.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 9:26 pm
"Noooooooooooooo help meeeeeeee!" Freya screeched, giggling as she was pulled back and slammed into the bed, squirming in his arms. She was captured! Her fingers dug into him, trying to tickle her way out of the clamped down embrace that held her down on the bed. Her expression betrayed her attempts to escape, the healthy flush on her skin and the grin on her face showing nothing but pure unadulterated happiness.
"Grrrr I must gets away nooo ararrrarararar-" She was growling at him now, but not the sexy type of rumble that one might have actually considered a growl. Just a series of noises that could have been considered a growl at one point if you were crazy.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 9:37 pm
His body began to pretty much wrap around hers. Kettil moved to wrap his arms securely around her fighting back the urge to giggle and let her go as his legs twined with hers to further make her be stuck with him.
"Nope, no getting away," he decreed and then he started to pepper her face in kisses. Gentle, loving kisses to her brow, her cheeks, her chin and eventually trailing over toward her lips, "Mine, mine, mine," he said accenting each kiss as he went along.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 10:04 pm
Her tickles turned weak as he countered with peppered kisses, covering her face with the soft feeling of those lips she was currently shunning from her life forever. He stole kisses from her lips despite her words, and and she gasped at the audacity of it all, pursing her lips thin to keep herself from giving in and kissing him back.
"How dares yeh sir, those are my kisses and I wants them backs right now!" She gave him as serious a look as she could, and then puckered up her lips like she was sucking a lemon. "Poots dem backs!" She uttered through her puckered lips.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 10:09 pm
Kettil stared at her face as she demanded the kisses back and then began to pucker her lips and ...
He chortled at her demand and only shook his head, "Mine now, but thank you for offering yourself up so easily for more!" He chimed happily. Kettil then proceeded to kiss her lips over and over again. Each kiss lingering longer and longer.
"Kisses are mine and I shall take them from my ghoul~," he sing-songed at her after one lingering kiss only to go into another even longer kiss.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 11:04 pm
"AAAAAAAAAAACH!" Her lips unpuckered as he stole more kisses instead of giving them back the way she'd asked. Of course, giving them back would just mean kissing her in the same way, but it was about PRINCIPLE!
"YEH CAN'T-" His kisses interrupted her every word. "HAS-" They took longer and longer to get out. "MY.. KISSES.."
At some point, she stopped screaming every time he came up for air, and sighed into his lingering kiss in happy, happy defeat.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 11:10 pm
Her attempts to stop him were all but futile. At the last lingering kiss he lightly sucked at her bottom lip and tugged a little before releasing it, "My kisses," he said firmly with a small grin. It seemed that Kettil was just as stubborn as she was.
Quietly he kissed her chin and along her jaw.
Kettil was feeling a little more amorous now, "Have I told you lately that I love the way you smell?" he said suddenly. "Because I do."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 11:44 pm
Freya felt the mood slowly shift, and her head rested back on the softness of her bed, relaxing in his arms. His question was funny, but the kisses along her jaw were not. She let out a little chuckle regardless, and ran her fingers through his hair. She could do this, now, and that made it all the more satisfying when she did.
"That's a funny questions." She murmured breathlessly. "I don't thinks yeh ever did. What does I smells like?" Maybe her shampoo was his favorite flavor.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 1:12 am
The chuckle didn't seem to bother him as he just buried his face against her neck for a long moment and just inhaled a bit and lifted his head, "I can't describe it, and you just smell good. I also like the way scents soak into your skin and just ...You in general. It makes me think of happy things," he smiled a bit, Kettil was blushing.
He reached up and brushed a hand on a bit of her hair, Kettil pulled it aside so it stopped obscuring her face, "Honey and milk, mostly from your hair," the Muut smirked softly.
"I know it's strange, but I love the way you smell. Especially right now." He couldn't help himself sometimes, he rambled but sometimes the most sincere things spilled out of him.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 4:03 am
Kettil's blush wouldn't be alone for long. Freya's face turned a bright, warm shade of pink.
"That's so sweet." She whispered shyly. "I'm glad yeh told me. I like teh knows that yeh likes the ways I smells." She didn't know exactly how to handle such an intimate compliment. So she bent in, and pressed her nose against his neck, taking in a deep breath.
Sure enough, the scent of Kettil filled her lungs and she knew she loved it, too. "I loves yehr scent, too. It smells.. manly." She didn't know what to equate it to. "It reminds me of things. And it makes me feels better." She recognized the blissful haze that breathing him in gave her. He was like a drug to her.
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