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 Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 10:03 pm
"She's gorgeous. Almost as much as you." He smirked, gently forming spikes out of curls. He would imitate the crown atop that lovely blue naiad's hair on this fae if he could.
"Are you enjoying it then?" He asked, amused as he worked on the hair. The eel of it was amazing.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 10:49 pm
Jeanette Isabella lets her eyes close again. She blushes softly--he was such a flatterer! She's definitely happy with her new playmate and friend. "I am, very much," she agrees, smiling. "You have magic hands," she says, her voice a soft sigh.
The gentle pull of her hair sends little shivers down her spine, raising goosebumps on her shoulders.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 7:37 am
"Not magic, just experience." He smirked, just playing with her hair until that familiar shiver raced down her spine. Only a trained eye would even notice it.
"Are you cold Jeanette Isabella?" Ocie asked, still smiling, his fingers had left her hair only for the briefest of seconds to trace her shoulders. The goosebumps, he enjoyed their feel under his dexterous fingers.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 8:17 am
Jeanette Isabella pouts gently. The spell had been broken. "Hm?' she asks. "No...why?" She looks up toward the sky. It definitely looked like there was a storm moving in, but for now the day was a pleasant temperature.
She looks back over her shoulder at Ocie and shrugs. "Are you cold?" she asks.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 8:23 am
"You've got goosebumps my dear." He mused, pressing his lips to her neck. "If you're not cold then you enjoy my touch?" The male asked smiling as he leaned over to look at her. It was no fun seducing them from the back. He was much more attracted to their front halves than their rears.
"I'll gladly give you more if that's what you want."
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 8:44 am
"Well of course I enjoy it," says Jeanette Isabella with a vague 'well duh' tone. There was that little shiver again, though. Perhaps she was cold. Strange; she didn't feel cold. "Am I as beautiful as the naiad queen yet?" she asks with a little giggle.
She imagines herself as the naiad queen, someone whom she'd never met or seen, but she supposes is the most beautiful woman in all Telrunya. She imagines sunning herself on a rock, flipping her sleek and smooth tail back and forth, splashing playfully. An indulgent smile lights her face.
"I always want more," she responds with a small smirk. It was true.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 9:17 am
He smirked, liking that tone on her. "I think you are even more gorgeous than she." Ocie offered, not thinking his words to be true. But then, he often didn't.
"Then you should come up here and return the favor." If she wanted more, he would have to give it to her. He wished to very much. At least for the moment. It was entirely worth it. "And you'll get as much as you'd like." As he spoke, he was gently floating away, above her reach.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 9:27 am
Jeanette Isabella laughs and scrambles to her feet. She leaps into the air after him, her wings buzzing and ruffling her hair in an effort to keep her afloat.
Tag was, in fact, her favorite game.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 2:16 pm
He chuckled, staying just out of her reach for a few minutes, playing a little harder to get than he actually was. "I know you can do better than that, come on I'm just right here."
"You're very sexy flying after me." Ocie mused, watching her closely. She really was sexy, he quite enjoyed it.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 4:55 pm
Jeanette Isabella laughs again. "What a flatterer you are!" she exclaims, pausing for a moment with one hand on her hips. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to seduce me. You'll need more than simple flattery to do that," she says with a musical giggle. Well, maybe he'd need more than simple flattery. It was working pretty well for now.
She darts after him again. If he was so bent on seducing her, then perhaps she'd let him. It'd been so far, and there was really no harm in a little fun.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 5:21 pm
"It seems to be working for me so far." he chuckled, letting himself flit gently into her reach. Or was it his reach that he'd gotten her into? Either way, if she was trying to stop him from getting into her bed, it wasn't going to end just like this.
"Perhaps it is because you like this simple flattery?" Ocie offered, reaching his arm out to the fae floating before him.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 6:25 pm
Jeanette Isabella makes a cute pout, pausing in midair and not accepting his hand--yet. "Am I not worth the extra effort?" she asks with a little hurt tone.
It was true she wanted to pursue this flirtation further, but she did have standards. Really. If this fellow wasn't going to even try, then why should she bother? She's sure there are many more beautiful Fae around the Isle for her to flirt with who would love to play with her hair.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 6:33 pm
"Of course you're worth the effort" He smirked, flitting back out of her reach. "It's rare to find a beauty like you anywhere on the isle." Ocie mused, lying really, he did have standards. Like breathing, heart beat, not evil, things like that.
"Believe it or not, I do actually have standards." Not really, but he didn't need her knowing about that.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 7:00 pm
Jeanette Isabella stops and blinks rapidly at him. "You call me a rare beauty, then immediately tell me you have standards?" Now she really is hurt. That statement had no place in this flirtation. Why on earth would he say such a thing?
It would take a minor miracle to get her into the sack now.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 5:50 am
Ocie fought the rolling of his eyes. She misunderstood. "I wouldn't flirt with you if you weren't gorgeous Jeanette Isabella. And if you weren't, I might still flirt you're a smart young lady." He smiled, not minding so much if she still rejected him. It wasn't like he couldn't go elsewhere and find someone to sleep with. Still something about this cute faery had him wanting her. Even if it was the tiniest bit.
"I'm content to just play with your long locks if that's all you'll let me have."
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