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 Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 7:26 pm
He shrugged at her question resting his head in his hands to stare blankly her way. "Not really sure yet, but I like to keep my music current so I record anything that comes to mind." He said and leaned back in his seat. Pantera thought it funny to jump up and snag some meat from his plate. Nato did not find this amusing.
"You touch my food again and you'll be the meat on this plate for my next meal, mutt. Now get..." he spoke calmly though it was meant seriously enough. The dog wondered off with her meat snorting dismissively of her master. Poor girl, she just didn't like attention being pulled from her.
Nato returned to the conversation sighing slightly. "It came to mind when I was in the garden waiting for the news. I suppose I was thinking of you...the child..." he paused a hint of color coming to his face. He scratched his nose to hide that face allowing his hair to fall over one eye. "...myself, I wondered what a family of my own would turn out to be. The song just came from these thoughts I suppose." He said snagging some meat from his plate he ripped it apart with his sharp K-9 teeth. "But the more I waited the more nervous I got and so... I know I'm not ready for something that drastic in my life. A kid?! No, I was meant for greatness only then could I give my child the best in life." He nodded.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 7:43 pm
Obie listened to him, staring down at her plate and stirring her food around. The thought of how close she had come to make a life or death decision sent chills down her back. She still wasn't sure which route she would have taken. But that was no matter any longer. She would be more than careful now, assuming she even decided to jump back into bed with Nato, or anyone for that matter. She set her fork down and looked up to catch the fading of a blush on his cheeks. She picked up her glass and took a sip.
"What do you want to do after you graduate here?" she asked, setting the glass back down.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 7:48 pm
He poked at something on his plate with his fork to keep his hands busy. At her next question he thought a moment not really sure where he wanted his life to lead. "I do not have a particular route for myself." he confessed finally. "Perhaps work with my mother at the concert hall for a while. Though my father fancies my skill in fencing. I'm not really much in love with that sport even if I've been scouted by other schools." He spoke softly not sure what he wanted to do.
"What do you have planned for yourself, if I may inquire?" He didn't like the spotlight on him and decided to turn the tables.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 7:57 pm
Obie noted his hesitation and waited patiently for him to find an answer. She smiled at his uncertainty and looked down before answering him.
"Med school. I would really prefer being in a lab, but if that door doesn't open then being a doctor would be my next choice," she replied simply. She just couldn't ever see herself in a life where she had to stop learning. "The sciences are my calling," she said softly. Slowly she rose to her feet and took her plate to the kitchen to rinse it off. She walked up behind him and slipped her arms around his neck and bent down to rest her head on his.
"You should persue your music," she said simply then started to pull away.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 8:07 pm
He enjoyed the closeness but didn't do much else from that...not that he didn't want to. Oh ho, he wanted to, all this talk was some how turning him on to other things. Clearing his throat and thoughts, he stood to his feet.
"I've been thinking of it but I'm not so sure I want to make music my life... I do love it so." He said and followed Atreyu to the sofa where he took a seat. "I just feel there's something else for me then music. And fencing is a sport...I don't like the idea of sweating to make a living." He snorted dismissively of this though he knew a scholarship in fencing would get him further. That or one in music...he wondered.
"I must admit to you...I've wondered about being a male model. I've ever only once went to apply. I was ideal but my blindness was what turned them off to me."
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 8:20 pm
Obie snorted as she picked up his plate and went to the kitchen to rinse it off.
"Modeling? That suits you well. The vanity of the profession would be something you would definitely not be lacking in," she smiled and set the plate off to dry. She returned to the living room and was uncertain if she should leave or not. She glanced to the door, then moved to sit down on the sofa as well.
"Tell me something about yourself," she said, needlessly adjusting her shirt, trying to smooth non-existant wrinkles.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 9:38 pm
"What is there about me that may interest you? I am but a blind man who tends to get himself into more trouble then its worth." He shrugged leaning back. "I suppose...I was born in Narsaq, Greenland. Lived there until my mother was pregant with my sister..then we moved to Rome. Been living there ever since, until recently. That's me in "a nutshell" as the saying goes."
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 9:53 pm
"That's hardly you in a nutshell. That's barely scratching the surface," Obie said, looking down at the ring on her finger and starting play with it. She looked up at him and wondered what it was about him that interested her so. She shifted so that she was kneeling next to him on the sofa and leaning against the back of it, resting her head in her hand. She reached out with her free hand and turned his face towards her.
"I'm not sure what it is about you Nato. Maybe it's because you can see me when so many others never bothered. Maybe it's the way you speak in riddles and circles. Maybe it's because we're so similar that I can understand you without you saying a word," she said softly. She studied his blank eyes and wondered if he understood how sincere she was being right now. Slowly she ran her hand from his face up into his hair and ran her fingers down through the silky, silver tresses to the end.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 10:00 pm
He allowed the touch as he listened to her words, for some strange reason he was holding himself back. Though it wasn't by much as he reached out to bring her into his lap and let her rest her head on his chest. "Or maybe you were made for me...and I you..." he added simply but wondered where that came from. Was he so serious about keeping her nearby.
Combing his fingers through her hair he kissed her forehead laying back on the couch. "Juvel, we just barely missed making a big mistake..it had rocked me to the core and I do not wish to make such a mistake again.." he said though the evidence of what he wanted right now began to spring to life. "I will not force you but I do wish to have you again...and again...and again...for as long as you will allow. Starting this day." he said, "But I will not be deprived of the pleasures I can acquire from others..." and in a smooth motion he turned her on her back laying across the sofa. "Will you have me?" he said and leaned in to claim her lips softly at first but more fervently after.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 10:10 pm
Obie allowed him to pull her into his lap and actually enjoyed the feel of his arms around her. She felt... secure. She closed her eyes as he played with her hair and stretched out on the couch. At his next words, she opened her eyes and glanced down, fully realizing she had pushed him too far. His whispered words sent shivers down her spine and before she could react he had shifted to place her on her back underneath him. She welcomed the kiss and reached up to slip her hands up into his hair again. But before she could lose herself completely, she pulled his lips away from hers.
"I will have you. But not tonight. Nor any other night you enjoy the pleasures of others. I don't care if you do. Just don't come to me afterwards," she said simply.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 10:24 pm
Nato nodded but didn't remove himself from above her. "Am I correct to believe that you would think I'd come straight to you after a ********." He said it was rather blunt but no other word could describe it. "I am not so cruel. And contrary to what you believe, I do not screw as often as you seem to think...nor do I screw simply because its there." he caressed her cheek carefully, grazing her lips with his own he found her ears to whisper to her, "Everyone gives off a sexual vibe...that vibe is what I can read and thats how I choose my partners. Do you wish to know what your vibe said to me?"
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 10:31 pm
"Hmm... it seems I fell for your bravado then," she said, running her fingers through his hair. "Because that's exactly what I thought." She gave him her own teasing nibbles on his lips until he moved his down to her ear.
"I do wish to know," she breathed softly, running her hand down his back.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 10:52 pm
"It told me that it was tired of being overlooked... it wanted attention in the worse way possible." He whispered softly. "While this did not appeal to me in general, I began to wonder why you hadn't been touched in so long. And yes I will admit that I wanted to be the one to bring you back to life...however that was only in the beginning. I would never have guessed that you in return would breath life into me as well." He nuzzled her neck shivering as her hand went down his back.
"Juvel? Why have you not allowed anyone near you? I do not understand why you would allow me in; even after knowing how cruel I can be. Why choose me?"
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 11:02 pm
"Hmm... It said all that?" she smiled lightly, tilting her head so he could have better access to her sensitive skin there. At his questions, she opened her eyes and looked off to a far away spot on the wall.
"There are many forms and reasons for cruelty. Your forms are not so difficult to bear when you look to the reasons of why you use them," she said looking back to him. She had avoided his first question. Her reasons were simple. She had never wanted to feel pain like that again.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 11:25 pm
"Cruelty is cruelty..there is no way to explain it away. No excuses...I choose to be cruel because..." he paused not sure why he was the way he was. To protect against something, ward off annoyances and prying questions. "I suppose I don't like meddlesome people. I want my life simple. Private." He turned his blank gaze upon her willing himself to see her as he could feel her slightly tense around him.
"Juvel you have not answered my question previously. Why do you not let anyone in?" He asked again, it was a question he wouldn't press for too long he could guess there was pain behind it. "Has someone hurt you in a previous life?" Life being in the past.
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