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 Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 1:02 pm
[ Lunch Dates ]
Rewarded with a kiss, and she hadn't even seen the lunch yet. Otto leaned into it, his fingers interlaced with hers. Her kisses made his heart tingle.
He smiled warmly at her compliment, turning away from bashfulness and rubbing his neck. "Yeah, I am pretty awesome." He said with humour, setting down the picnic lunch bag. He'd set them down in front of a large window, so they could watch passing hunters outside.
Lately, he felt as if he was allowed to be happy, and he let it show.
"Dig in. Kostya's finest lunch special."
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 7:02 pm
[ Sunday Afternoons ]
There was something to be said about Sunday afternoons and the lassitude that came along with them. Though, really, Sundays were almost just like every other day. Guard duty, training, random bullshit assignments from higher-ups who were too lazy to get their own damn lunch. Only on Sundays Cami took her whole afternoon off. No training. Nothing at all but being curled up in her dorm room with at least one of her sweethearts.
Maebe was off doing something, perhaps basking in her solitude in the way she sometimes needed to, but Otto was there. Otto was always there and it was the very best part. Once again she'd woken up with a scream strangled in her throat, nightmares chasing, and he was there to give her a sleepy, reassuring kiss. Everything was alright. He was there and he was alright. Sometimes she wanted to run down a floor, banging on Maebe's door until she opened it, reassuring the redhead that everything was right with the world.
Every time, she restrained herself, realizing nothing would make her look more crazed and clingy than that simple act. Every night Maebe didn't stay with the three of them the urge came about and every time it was fought back. Last night had been especially difficult but Otto was doing his level best to make her smile.
He was skimming through something on his phone, perhaps to do with his course, smiling at it. Cami's head was in his lap and fingers were slowly combing through her curls. Now and then they'd find a tangle and wind it around his finger, the pad of his fingertip touching her scalp and making her sigh lazily.
The nights might have been getting worse but the afternoons? They were beautiful.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 6:52 pm
[ Frustration ]
"I ******** hate him!" Camille, aware of the fact that technology was expensive to procure and even more expensive to replace, tossed her phone into a pile of blankets and let out a growl of frustration. Grabbing one of the various pillows on the bed she chucked it, hard, until it made a satisfying slap as it hit the wall. Then a second one followed. "Hate hate hate!"
Before she realized it the redhead was sitting in a pile of blankets with no pillows to be found except the one beneath her. Snagging it she let it fly, narrowly missing Otto who had just walked into the bedroom to see what the hell it was she was screeching about. "Oh! s**t! Sorry Otto!" Wincing slightly she scrambled up out of bed to pick the pile up, deciding she was still angry, and slamming them against the wall once more.
"I hate Rep."
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 6:57 pm
[ Frustration ]
Otto had just come back and heard the commotion. He walked into the bedroom only to be greeted with a pillow being flung near his face. He winced and stepped aside, giving Cami a wide eyed stare of 'what the actual ******** did I do?'.
But of course, it was Twitter. It was Rep.
"I can wager a guess why he pissed you off." He murmured, carefully walking over to the temperamental female. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and pulled her into a gentle hug. "D'ya wanna vent?"
He'd be her wall, as long as it was words and not pillows being thrown around.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 7:05 pm
[ Frustration ]
Butterflies warred with the tension of frustrated insult and, for once, the frustration won out. Still, Cami took the offered comfort and snuggled backwards into Otto's lean form, tilting to lightly rub her cheek against his own. Even as she was tender with the blond hands were kneading a pillow as if it were dough, idly punching from time to time. "Stormy was asking if a non-sexual, romantic relationship were possible. Obviously it is as long as both people are aware of what they do and do not want. Anything is possible with proper communication!" This was Cami's favorite soapbox, she couldn't help herself.
Blowing out a long breath she got to the thick of it. "Obviously Rep started in on his bullshit about how you'd just be an emotional unpaid whore until the ******** was willing to take on your emotional s**t. Because God forbid your ******** just want to have sex and nothing else?! So I make a comment about shallow puddles. He makes one about Maebe." And considering the snarl as she said the name it was clear as to what Rep's true offense was.
Most people thought that Maebe was shallow and heartless. Most people were dead ******** wrong. Maebe, however, wanted people to think that for reasons that generally eluded her girlfriend and would for some time. "Maebe's not shallow. I think she wants to be but she couldn't be even if she tried. She sees too much."
Fingers toyed with Otto's hand where it touched his own, wrapped around her waist. "And...I dunno. I like to think that just because we're not having sex and Maebe meets emotional needs too doesn't mean that I'm obsolete."
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 7:25 pm
[ Frustration ]
The usual. Rep getting his opinions in on everything, as if his word were the ultimate truth of all. Obnoxious b*****d. The comments on Maebe hurt Cami more than they would ever hurt Maebe. They knew Maebe was so much more, and it had taken a lot of work to make it surface. They'd earned getting to know her. Rep had not.
"We know her better. ******** Rep." He kept his hold on Cami, gently swaying her side to side. If she really wanted to be free and beat up pillows again, it was her choice.
"His logic is s**t and only applies to him." Otto assured her. "If you were obsolete, you wouldn't be here. This isn't a ******** job. We don't hold damned interviews and s**t." He kissed her cheek, "You don't gotta fill needs or anythin' like that. You just be you. Whether or not you're sexin' up Maebe or me ain't the point. You could be chopped off from the waist down and still be an important part of our relationship."
He'd never had sex with Cami. He'd been taking things slowly with her. They'd only just started kissing. His relationship with her was a far cry from what he had with Maebe. "You aren't here to fill holes or gaps and neither is Maebe. We're all together because we love each other. That's all."
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:05 pm
[ Frustration ]
Now it was the butterflies' turn to overwhelm Cami, to turn her stomach into the floor of a gymnastics competition, color rushing to her face with Otto's obvious affection. It was still new enough that controlling her obvious (embarrassing) response to it was still not all that easy. Laughing a bit she shook her head. "Don't say that it might actually happen and I like my legs." Twisting her hips, turning her body until Cami was facing Otto instead of turned away from him, she leaned in until their foreheads bumped lightly.
She was enjoying this slow burn with Otto because it felt incredibly right. They were moving as they both felt like it was the time to do it, like it was the right moment, because they were otherwise perfectly content with each other. Content with the status quo and in no hurry to change it to fit some other, less comfortable, mold.
"You're always right about this. I'm so happy I have you, Otto. You mean the world to me." Leaning in she kissed him lightly, arms winding around his neck for a warm hug. Scuffing at the pillows she pulled back, grinning with a gleam in her eye that he'd recognize anywhere. "Were you coming home for cuddles? Because, you know, it's not hard to fix the bed."
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:16 pm
[ Frustration ]
Otto nearly said he liked her legs too, but felt maybe he'd make things awkward by saying it. Besides, Cami was coming around now, looking more comfortable and herself.
He leaned into her kiss, smiling as she pulled away. "You mean the world to me too. You and Maebe. Don't let some jackass on Twitter make you doubt that."
His eyes flicked to the disaster of pillow carnage around them. "I could go for cuddles."
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 10:06 pm
[ SHOTS ]
Sometimes you just had one of those days. A day where all the thrown pillows, training runs, and cuddles weren't going to save the fact that it absolutely sucked. It was on those days that Cami reached into the fridge, pulled out incredibly expensive whiskey, and started pouring shots. Otto, surprisingly, had been amenable to the idea. She wasn't sure why she was surprised because, in retrospect, she remembered their tipsy Disney afternoon with fondness.
What Otto didn't know was that, like the chocolate cake, Cami was already two deep by the time she'd thought to invite him to partake. So it stood to reason that, while he was only two shots in, she was four and tipsy to the point of having an incredibly loose tongue among other things.
Flopping over on the couch with a giggle blue eyes looked up at Otto. "Y'know you're sexy when you're all confident. Every day you come home with a big grin and that turn to your hip and I just want to..." Trailing off, she shook her head, expression one of obvious bliss.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 10:11 pm
[SHOTS]
Otto was an easy drunk, and was fairly certain Cami would get bored of him a few shots in when he inevitably passed out. However, the drink of choice was whiskey. It was bitter, and it burned. He could barely down two, let alone more. He only took them when she did to avoid more unpleasantness. Maybe he ought to break out his Southern Comfort.
Cami's loose lips had not been prepared for. Her honest compliment made his face burn red in embarrassment, his stare wide until he turned away from bashfulness. Sexy? For real? He was horribly curious how she meant to finish that sentence, but was too distracted by the fact he felt like he was on fire from the top of his head to his collar bone from blushing.
He decided to lead the next shot.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 10:27 pm
[ SHOTS ]
Cami was drunk but she wasn't that drunk. She was actually, carefully, the sort of drunk that kept her from climbing onto Otto and doing all kinds of things he'd appreciate now, but would cause problems later. Another blonde? Another story. Already she'd been considering the merits of a drunk texting session with their absent sweetheart but the door was locked. Added to that was that Maebe was wicked to her beautiful core. The ability to take advantage of Cami and Otto being inebriated?
She'd dance her way upstairs.
Watching Otto turn red had her giggling even harder, rolling onto her stomach to watch him lead the next shot. "Sexy an' cute. I never know what to think 'bout you, Otto Graves. Makin' a big fool of myself that I'll sigh about tomorrow but can't help it." Head pillowed on her arms Cami's eyes were beautifully drunk and honest with her feelings. She loved Otto in her own special way, only for him. Silly to hide it.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 10:35 pm
[ SHOTS ]
Otto wasn't sure what to do. Cami was being very open about her feelings right then. He dared to glance down at her just in time to catch the glint in her eyes. s**t. That was a look that'd take down any man's defence.
"Um..." Otto wasn't sure what to say. He had nothing to say. No way to respond to her. She was talking aloud to herself more than anything, giving him nothing clear to answer or respond to.
His head was swimming. Or spinning. It was something.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 10:38 pm
[ SHOTS ]
"Does it bother you?" Cami was never drunk enough to not care what Otto thought of her, apparently, but that wasn't new. There were people that, immediately post-coitus, she'd asked them how she'd done. One had given her almost a dissertation in detail to reassure Cami that she hadn't lost her touch. "I want to be sorry that it might bother you but I'm not because it's just the truth. I can hardly be sorry for the truth." Her head lifted, smile sweet and slow.
Cami was going to destroy the poor man.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 10:43 pm
[ SHOTS ]
Otto shook his head. "No, it don't bother me." He murmured almost inaudibly, busying himself by pouring Cami another shot. "S'nice to know.."
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 10:51 pm
[ SHOTS ]
Taking the shot like the post-undergrad pro she was she shook the burn off with a bit of a grimace. Rum was better than whiskey but rum blacked out Cami's moral center entirely until she would do anything anyone basically asked her to. How did she know this? There was video of it, on top of the memories, on top of the shame. Plus, who did shots of rum? High schoolers?
Kicking one leg idly she let out a bit of a sigh. "One day I'm going to find out what you think about me. All of it. I'm going to write it down and keep it so I can look at it on a bad day instead of get drunk and make poor decisions." Hiccuping slightly she smiled at him, widely. "You're not a bad decision though. You're the best one."
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