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 Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 1:59 am
His tentacles slipped out from his shirt again, brushing over her wet clothes. "Le's make sure *tha's* on th'tape, shall we?" He breathed, his voice low anddangerous, dripping with his implacable accent.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:02 am
Aubrey glanced over to the camera in the corner of the room. She knew that all the camera's weren't on... only those that were flagged as priorty. Knowing Moreau, he had her on priority. "Did you know I met in the labs earlier wearing only my labcoat. He completely ignored me...and walked out..."
She shrugged the coat, still heavy with water, off her shoulders.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:06 am
His grey eyes dipped down over her and then back up to her face, "Better get ou' o' them wet clothes b'fore y'catch cold."
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:10 am
Aubrey's face burned bright red, her mind racing. Billy was scuzzy, dirty, smelly, unattractive... everything Moreau was not. But on the flip side, Moreau was cold, calculating, manipulative... all things Billy seemed to not be. Well, in his own special way. He was brutally honest and didn't take s**t from anyone.
Or maybe he was reading too far into it. Maybe she was just desperate and frustrated and feeling very alone and unwanted.
Talk about wanting to feel dirty.
She peeled the wet red shirt over her head, tossing it at him.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:12 am
He cuaght it with a chuckle, reaching up for the buttons of his shirt while his eyes swept down to take in the sight of skin.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:14 am
Aubrey leaned back, watching him. Her eyes flickered back and forth to the camera. "Do you think he's watching?" It was hard to tell if the thought turned her on or made her worried.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:19 am
"If he is, I'm sure he's in fer a goo' show," Billy chuckled, all four tentacles including the one that was still growing back from his self mutilation weeks befor wriggling and exposed as he dropped their shirts to the floor. The lower ones grazed her stomach as he raised a hand to her cheak.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:21 am
Aubrey's shoulders were starting to shake as she looked at him. She didn't look uninterested, but she definatey looked a bit like a deer caught in headlights. "I'm not used to this kind of thing," she said with a nervous laugh, reaching her hands up to hesitantly place them in his shoulders, pulling him closer.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:23 am
He wrapped his limbs around her, pulling her against him as he planted his mouth against her's in a firm, inavoidable kiss.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:27 am
She squeaked out a whimper into his mouth, her hands fluttering on his shoulders for a moment before sliding them over his back and pressing herself firmly against him. It was weird - the whole damn situation. Feeling the tentacles on her back made her forget to kiss back for a moment, but she forced herself to relax, reminding herself the b*****d deserved it, and began to return the kiss.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:29 am
Befor Billy could continue, though, he stiffened, wobbling slightly as he pulled his head back, eyes clenched shut as though he were dizzy.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:31 am
Aubrey opened her eyes, nervously. Had she done something wrong? "Billy?"
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:34 am
"Jes'... a wee light headed, s'all..." He grunted, hsi voice hoarse and caught in his throat. He tried to clear it, visibly shaking. It wassuddenly so hot in his duplex! He felt feverish- he felt... He froze, eyes widening and lips pursed as he tried to hold the coughing in.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:37 am
Oh s**t...... Aubrey's eyes went wide, realizing what was probably hapening. She pulled him down on the bed in a sitting position, putting a hand on his forehead. "Relax...try to breath normally..."
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:40 am
He was gasping for air through his nose, his lips still pursed, trying to keep something in, although his eyes were wide and round. When the blue-tinted skin of his arms, tentacles and cheaks started to spread, though, he gave a wild gasping cry, black liquid pouring from his mouth and down his chin and chest as he coughed and sputtered. He clawed at it with useless, nailess hands, wimpering loudly, "Feck... Feckin' bloody-"
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