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 Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 9:59 pm
Jerry pulled back, adjusting his glasses as he tried to catch his breath, unbuttoning the top button of his jumpsuit, "W-we... we should probably um. Be tending to our duties. The d-dorms aren't cleared out yet..." He mumbled, brain swimming.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 10:22 pm
Sasha had been in the process of moving in for another kiss when Jerry spoke; his words put a halt to her movement. Instead, she pulled back and cleared her throat, trembling slightly as she blinked rapidly in an attempt to bring her vision back into focus.
So.. this wasn't okay.
"Y-you're right, ahh. I'm.. I'll.."
How embarrassing.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 12:43 am
"Oh... fiddlesticks." He breathed, "Alpha wolf!"
That announced, he leaned forward, lips against her's and his slender fingers combed through her braid. The beanbag squished beneath them as he lost balance, the two rolling in rainbow softness under the decorating dolphins' friendly, approving eye.
A hand slid down to stroke the side of her face, gently moving to the smooth line of her jaw before cradling the back of her neck.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:12 am
Sasha froze at his words, moving again at the touch of his lips against hers. That was nice, this was nice - even if he'd initiated, it was what Sasha wanted.
Kissing was nice.
The butterflies in her stomach felt like they were going to crash through her skin in a blaze of color, and suddenly they were on the floor, Jerry over her, and Sasha's heart seized in her chest. Her eyes opened wide before fluttering closed again.
When he touched her hair, her face, her neck, Sasha gave a little purr against his mouth. A purr. Nona echoed the sound approvingly - the weapon had begrudgingly accepted her bonded's choice, and at the moment was happy to see Sasha getting some action - finally.
Sasha lifted her hands to cup his face, urging him to deepen the kiss. So many curious emotions were rampaging through her body - and kissing was really, really nice.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 10:56 am
He could taste her pulse, his own heart racing as his hands slid down to her shoulders, one hand lowering to experimentally feel the soft swell of flesh filling the front of her dress, nimble fingers undoing the top buttons of her cardigan.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 11:05 am
Well. The kissing had been nice.
"Jerry!"
She sounded deeply shocked, wriggling away from him before rising to her feet. Sasha's cheeks were hot, she just knew it.
"What are you... that's not... that was... You can't!"
She looked torn between putting her hands on her hips and chiding him like a misbehaving puppy, or straight up bolting out of the room.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 11:10 am
Jerry froze, wobbling as she wriggled out from under him, his head still swimming, "I.... I w-was j-just..." He mumbled as reality caught up with him, "I... s-sorry I just..." Oh hell, oh hell, that was too much Alpha Wolf wasn't it oh god he'd ruined it oh god she hated him now oh god!
He shifted to sit, expression horrified.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 11:21 am
Sasha forced herself to calm down. She panted softly as she loomed over him, hands on her hips, feet set in a wide stance. Okay.
The kissing? It was nice.
The face touching? That was nice too.
The .. the touching below the shoulders? <It wasn't bad, my dove.> No, it wasn't.
"Maybe we should um. Maybe.. we should just. Stop. For now. I think uh. I really like kissing you, Jerry, I really do, and I want to like. I want to kiss you again but I'm just."
She gestured wildly.
"Y-you know."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 2:48 pm
Jerry's face was crimson and he couldn't meet her eye, his hands suddenly clenching the beanbag chair under him tightly, "I... I'm s-sorry-orry ah... I'm sorry, I just... g-got excited and... sorry... I'll... I'll go um," Carefully, he pulled himself to his feet, ready to leap from the room himself.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 2:56 pm
Sasha crossed her arms over her chest, forcing herself to calm down. It was just an innocent-enough touch, wasn't it? He wasn't going to.. and now the stutter was prevalent in his voice, front and back, and he kept saying he was sorry.
He was sorry!
Agitated, Sasha stomped her foot.
"Don't.. don't be sorry! I .. I liked.. kissing. And. And touching you, and y-you touching me I just."
She clenched her teeth.
"It just surprised me. That's.. that's all. And.. I'm not mad. So. You.. you don't have to get all.. all wibble-mouthed."
And if he apologized one more time...
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 2:59 pm
"Wibble-mouthed?" He wobbled.
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 3:00 pm
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 3:03 pm
He sagged, rubbing the back of his head, and before he could stop himself he found himself babbling, "C-candace used to... to go so fast and... and I wasn't used to it but... I d-don't... don't want to do that to you. If... if you're uncomfortable then..."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 3:29 pm
"Jerry."
Sasha's voice was serious, and she moved forward to wrap her arms around his torso. The words that followed were muffled against his chest.
"I'm. Not. Candace," she pulled back enough to look up at him. "And I'm.. ahhh, I'm curious about.. this, but. I'm... I'm scared, too. It's not.. about being uncomfortable. I'm.. I'm more comfortable with you than.. than with anyone else, okay?"
She pulled away from him and took a step back.
"And I .. I care about you. But.. I don't want you to feel like... you have to apologize."
Sasha frowned softly.
"For kissing me. Or.. or even touching me, I just. I was startled."
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 3:33 pm
He listened to her words, feeling guilty but uplifted all at once.
It was complicated.
When he had first fallen for Candace, it had been easy. He felt like he floated after her, and the world was still a bright and happy place, filled with romantic songs and picnics on the beach and the occasional terrifying romp i the bedroom.
He knew he had always disappointed her when it came to those romps. He had tried his best... he had even started to warm up to the whole thing.
But she had still turned to the more experienced.
"Sasha?" he said quietly, just happy to hold her for several moments of quiet, "Do... do you want to play together? Your... your flute and... and my guitar I mean. I should... be tending to duties but, I think... I mean if you wanted, there's probably time for..."
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