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 Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 9:36 am
He smiled brightly at her. She always had such a beautiful smile and it made his heart beat just a little faster when he saw it on her face along with her saying she'd stay, "I'd be lonely and empty without you if you left," he said quietly and even pouted at Lark a little, "you're going to spend the night in my room today, right?"
Stay with him lunch and he apparently goes for the full day. Right now in Kettil's ideal world Lark never, ever left to do anything other than be in his company - especially in his arms.
Kettil loosened his hold on Endy and let her crawl onto his shoulder and then from there she went to a random perch where she settled. As long as her Reaper was happy she had nothing against the arrangement.
"What do you want to eat?" He asked Lark as he wandered over to his kitchen.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 12:18 pm
Stay in his room? Yes please.
"I... I shouldn't." No, she shouldn't, but would she? The way she was feeling right now, Lark doubted that she'd be able to turn him down no matter what he asked of her... but... staying in his room, to Lark, meant staying in his bed. Thinking about all of that, whatever that was, put a little bit of fear into her.
Her cheeks were a bright pink and hot to the touch. She lifted her cooler hands to press against her face as she moved towards the kitchen. Lark took a seat and cleared her throat, shyly watching him move around the room.
"I... I can't sleep over, Ket." Lark hoped he'd leave it at that. "An' I ain't real hungry... whatever y'wanna make's good."
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 12:34 pm
"..Why shouldn't you?" He asked quietly as he glanced at her his expression melted into a bit of a disappointed frown. She shouldn't stay? Especially not over night? Fooey. Kettil honestly had no plans for and with Lark beyond just being with her. That was all he wanted right now he was not aware that plans might change later on in the evening especially now that Endzela managed to quash the mood like a good chaperone-familiar-owl.
At least it was assured that Kettil was only after 'one thing' from Lark.
She wasn't hungry? He quietly sighed as he just dug around in a cupboard and brought out a bag of chips and opened them as he moved closer toward Lark, "You're never hungry, Newák'a," he said softly as he took a couple of chips to munch on and tentatively offered up the opened bag to see if she'd take a couple anyways, "one day I'll blink and you'll slip in between floorboards," Kettil teased lightly.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 12:52 pm
Of course he wasn't going to leave it at that. Of course he was going to ask her why, and she wasn't going to have a good answer to give him, either. If things hadn't been so heated between them only moments before, maybe then she'd have been more willing to sleep over in his dorm. But now.. things were different.
"We're datin' now." Or something. "People're prone t'talk." She cleared her throat and nabbed a single chip from the bag he'd offered. Lark nibbled at the edge of it as she watched him, grumbling quietly to herself as he mentioned her bird-like eating habits.
"Jest drop it," she breathed without malice or anger. It was what it was, and there was no way he was going to change her mind. Well, unless he came after her with more kisses. Then they might have a problem.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 1:11 pm
He was pleased when she took a chip and simply chewed on the couple he took and made a small face at her words, "Don't care," he mumbled softly his dark eyes gazing ceiling ward for only a brief second before he let it go with, "but if you don't wanna that's fine."
Disappointment was in his voice and he couldn't hide it.
Kettil ate a couple more chips, "What ya wanna do then while we're hangin' out together?" right now he was busy stuffing food into his face so no kisses were forthcoming. "Oh! Do ya want somethin' to drink?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:21 pm
"Movie?" Lark shrugged and finished off the chip, leaning down to untie her boots so that she could get a little more comfortable. Plus it seemed warm in the room, which was strange.
"It hot in here t'you?" The vest came next, leaving her in her button-up shirt and her pants and socks. Even still she felt stifled, but it wasn't like she could keep disrobing. This would have to do.
"Yeah, movie sounds good t'me. 'least til I gotta.. til I gotta go home."
Really all she wanted to know was if they could kiss some more, and she fell quiet as her eyes locked on his lips, glazing over slightly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:30 pm
Kettil closed the bag and watched Lark as she saw fit to shed her boots and her vest letting out a small thoughtful humming sound, "It is a bit warm," he agreed quietly with a small shrug though he wasn't really connecting the warmth to anything else at the moment. Maybe his dorm was just warmer than usual!
Totally not the company at all, nope!
He put up the bag and got a glass of cool water and offered it to Lark with a questioning look, "Maybe this'll cool ya down a bit? Any movie you wanna watch in particular?"
Full of questions. Maybe he was a little nervous but only a little, yep.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:58 pm
Lark grasped the cup of water and held it to her forehead first, then along her cheek and finally against her neck as she moved towards the spot where Kettil kept his movies. Nothing was completely striking her fancy, so she just reached forward and grabbed one before tossing it towards Ket.
Her boilfriend.
Lark hastily took a gulp of water, brushing lingering dampness away with the back of her hand.
"This'll do."
She really wanted to kiss him again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:13 pm
Kettil watched her as she tried to cool down. It was almost amusing (and alluring) as she did this but he wisely didn't smile any wider than he usually did. He took the movie and looked down at the cover and oddly enough his brain seemed to not understand the words and he couldn't remember anything about the cover and ...
He glanced up at Lark.
..Yeah, he didn't care about what was on the movie and just moved to put the disc into the player moving to sit down on his couch, "C'mere," his hand reached up toward her.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 9:03 pm
Lark hurriedly set the glass on the counter before moving towards him. She didn't give a rats a** about the movie that had started to play. Her eyes were locked on Kettil's darker ones, a soft smile toying with her lips. Today had been one of the most perfect days she could have ever imagined.
She reached out to take his hand, fully intending on slipping past him to seat herself on the couch.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 10:19 pm
Intention was all she was going to get as he gently tugged her hand to pull her onto his lap where he actually wanted her to sit. Just like cuddling on the bed he wanted her as close to him as possible and this meant not letting her on any space of the couch that wasn't his lap or in his closest vicinity, "Where are ya goin', Lar?" he laughed playfully.
Besides. It was easier to kiss this way.
Endzela peered over at the two and hopped off her perch and made her way closer to the window thoughtfully. She should just leave them alone but what if something happened to them. As lovely as this was there did seem something amiss. Hmm.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 9:27 pm
Lark landed in Kettil's laugh with a small, very nervous giggle. The sound felt alien - Lark was not the type of ghoul to freely giggle - and as she settled herself comfortably in his lap (doing her very, very best to avoid squishing anything), Lark leaned back against his chest as the giggle changed into a very, very happy sigh.
Could this get any better?
Suddenly she realized how close they really were, eyes locking in with deadly precision on those lips of his.
"We gonna kiss s'more?"
Jack, she hoped so.
"I mean, uh..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2012 9:47 pm
Kettil let her settle on his lap however she saw fit and then the movie started and it might as well have just been white noise for all he cared as he stared back at Lark with his lips pulled into a grin. Her nervous giggle didn't escape his notice but he decided to just let it slide for the time being as he tilted his head a bit at her question and it almost seemed like she was about to brush it under the table.
"Y'know...if you just want a kiss you don't even have to ask," he pointed out with a small laugh, "you could just take all the kisses you want."
Endzela peered back at them.
...Teenagers.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 4:57 pm
Well, then. That was certainly opening up a whole lot of kissing. Lark had never kissed anyone except Kettil and she doubted that she could ever, ever tire of it. Everything about him just called to her. The well-kept dreadlocks, the bow of his upper lip, the full lower lip, those dark and unfathomable eyes. Everything about him felt as it had been made just for her.
It didn't take her long to wrap one soft rope of hair around her index finger, tugging him down as she moved upward. Seated across his lap the way she was, it was easy for her to press her lips against his. It was a chaste kiss, no deeper than the shy push of lips against lips, but for Lark, it was the most amazing thing.
He was the most amazing thing, as far as Lark was concerned.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 9:39 pm
Kettil was all too happy to give in to the tugs as he leaned forward and sweetly kissed her lips even though it was chaste he enjoyed it but it needed a little something else, he rose his hand up to gently cup her cheek and he tilted his head slightly seeking to further the kiss more than just chaste touches from his lips to hers and vice versa.
Endy saw all this and ...
Oh Jack it was disgustingly sweet.
Endzela took wing as she flew out of his dorm room and took a moment to orient herself on which window was Freya's upon finding it she landed upon it, her voice quiet and faint, "They're kissing and it is gross," she announced whether or not Freya was there to hear her.
Meanwhile the boil moved his other arm to hug Lark a bit closer toward him.
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