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 Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 4:10 pm
“Ya, I know…and you did not have to do that…and you could have easily ratted me out to someone…like my sister or whoever…but you did not. You took it upon yourself.” That action spoke volumes to her as she smiled up at him. “Thank you.”
The ghoul’s smile widened. “Ah, see, I do not agree with that though. You do do good things…I mean…in all honesty, Mac, when I think back on our time spent together, nearly all of it…you have done something good for me. Even if it has been under the guise of harsh words or actions—“ Like unceremoniously dumping her in the tub “—It has been good for me.” She turned her head to rest it on his shoulder, staring out onto the lake. “…Heh…I understand…that it takes a bad guy persona to help others out sometimes. You do it very well, and I respect that.”
She chuckled softly. “You may not be the only one taking care of the gardens, but you are the only one out there when I look…so ya, thank you.”
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 5:23 pm
"Well, they clearly weren't going to do it. Plus? Your sister is a psycho. I'd rather put my junk in a scisbird enclosure than talking to her willingly." He had liked Freya at first, but then it turned out she was a lying little b***h who liked dangling him out windows. Now? He didn't like her so much. "But you're welcome, I guess~" Mac shrugged it off, still feeling quite awkward that she insisted on praising him so much.
"What's with all this praise for me all of a sudden? Are you leaving forever, Hel? Dying, maybe? Some core corruption eating away at ya?" Clearly, he was suspicious of this. Nobody praised him; not even Lizzy went to these lengths to try and make him fess up. Sure his ghoulfriend had said similar things once, but it was a conversation easily swept by, not something that would be repeated and consistently praised in the span of a few minutes.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 7:03 pm
I'd rather put my junk in a scisbird enclosure than talking to her willingly.
Hel fell out.
She snorted first, and then just outright laughed and laughed hard. “You-you would—“ She couldn’t repeat it, as it just kept the laughter going. She held onto his shoulder tightly as she was wracked with laughter, pressing her face against his shoulder as well until it finally started to die down into a fit of giggles. “Oh Jack, my stomach…ugh…it hurts. Thank you.”
She snorted softly again at his questions. “Would you miss me if I left forever of died?” She asked with a grin before shaking her head. “Nah…nothing as epic as any of those suggestions…” Hel trailed off for a moment. “…I just want you to know, that is all. There is not enough good out there…” She made a vague gesture to the lake. “Others can say that you are bad all they want, Mac, but I want you to know that I truly believe you are good…so that is all.” She patted his shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 11:12 am
"I would." Mac confirmed. Seriously confirmed. He grinned wide at her hard laughing, and gave a couple of chuckled himself; he couldn't laugh outright, it was his junk they were talking about after all.
"Yeah, I'd miss you. Not right away, 'cause you can be super annoying, but eventually." Mac nodded, still grinning away; it was the truth again wrapped up in a bunch of harsher words, but it was the truth. "I'd have nobody to bash heads with. Everyone else is too breakable." And too easy to resort to outright hating him, but that was beside the point. To his dismay she kept praising him, reaching into his little mindspace and poking around in soft, squishy places he didn't want to admit existed. It was nice of her, it was really nice to hear, but it still hadn't stopped being completely uncomfortable.
"Yeah, so, uh, how about that local sports team?" He said instead, clearing his throat as if covering his oh-so-subtle topic change.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 11:30 am
She grinned. “Oh, I am glad. I would miss you terribly as well…after some time passed, and I had nothing hard to bang my head against. This is also why I need to come help you when you ferry…because I am a masochist, obviously.” She nudged him with her shoulder. “AGREED! Everyone else is too breakable.”
Hel just looked…amused in a way as Mac seemed uncomfortable and then even tried to change the subject. It was the first time she’d seen him not be sure or full of himself. “…I am serious though…do not ever forget that.” She murmured, and luckily left that subject alone for the time being as she snorted at his attempt to shift the conversation. “Oh mmm…what about them?” Hel grinned. “Nah, I do not want to talk about them…I want to talk about something else instead…” Cue a wicked grin.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 11:43 am
"Misery loves company, I guess." They weren't miserable, but sarcastic assholes love company didn't quite have the same ring to it. Her further push on how serious she was being was met only with a dismissing grumble and even more vague of a handwave. She had his attention though, when she had something else to discuss...and that grin wasn't any sort of comforting.
"Oh? What's that?" Mac was starting to feel impending doom.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 12:10 pm
“Ha, is that not the truth!” Hel agreed with a laugh, and then quieted down. She finished the rest of her soda and stuffed the empty bottle into her bag before her gaze drifted back up to Mac. The smirk wasn’t going away. She leaned closer to the boil, lowering her voice as if they could be overheard, though they were the only ones at the dock.
“I will be honest…” Hel started, voice low. “I am very attracted to you. Not just physically, but emotionally as well. You just…get me on a level that others do not…” Her smirk widened. “But I ah…understand…there are…other things out there…” Other things like commitments to others. “But…I have learned my lesson.” She paused. “…So I will say…if you ever want something…you know where to find me, and I promise I will not tell a soul.”
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 11:00 pm
To say the least, Mac was stunned. The way she leaned in as if telling him a secret, the soft tone to her voice that only he would be able to hear...and of course her words. Learning that she was attracted to him - actually attracted to him - seemed to throw him for a loop the most. How was that even possible? The ghoul whose body he lusted after, the ghoul whose personality so perfectly matched his own...was attracted to him? Clearly something was wrong with this situation. Maybe his hearing was wrong, or maybe Lizzy put her up to this to test how faithful he'd be. His mind swirled with so many what ifs and general what the hell is happening that he didn't quite understand what she was offering him.
Mac shifted, visibly uncomfortable. His mouth was dry, but he still licked his lips as though it would ease the cotton in his mouth. "Wh...What do you mean, something?" It was a hesitant question, one he couldn't resist asking. Just what was she offering him? He had an idea, but he couldn't help asking to confirm...even if he had convinced himself that this was all Lizzy's doing; it was a test. Yes...just a test.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 11:15 pm
Seeing Mac off his game in a way, was positively wonderful. To know she had rendered the usually cocky and self assured Psychopomp nearly speechless, stunned and hesitate made her feel pretty damn good about herself. But this wasn’t about trying to get one up on him, no…this was just about being purely selfish and acting on her own desires, once again, without the inhibition of alcohol. She honestly wasn’t doing this for any malicious reason…She wasn’t out to purposely hurt anyone…but she was purely doing it because she wanted to, to make herself feel good. She really was attracted to him and if it all was secret well…it wouldn’t be hurting anyone, right? If they had stayed secret before, no one would have been hurting, and maybe she’d still have Mot.
What happened, happened though, and here she was.
“Anything you want.” Hel replied with a smile. “I will happily take whatever you give me…purely because I want you.”
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 11:26 pm
"...A-anything?" Mac repeated in a voice that was just barely not a squeak. If he ever wanted something - anything, apparently - from her, she'd give it to him? Of course this line of thought could be traced to the more innocent things; maybe he wanted to borrow her stapler! But he knew, deep down, what she meant. What she was really offering him.
His mind naturally began to wander, quickly imagining all the things he wanted to give to her. All the situations he wanted her in and nearly fantasized about. A repeat of what happened at his Aunt's house, but without the comforting haze of alcohol. She wanted him, and she had no idea how tempting her offer was, or just how much he wanted what was being practically laid out for him.
"I...I want you, too. You have no idea...how tempting your offer is." He heard himself say before he could stop it, his voice heavy to prove just how much he did. The difference was, he only wanted her body; he wanted to keep his friend, but lust after her curves. He couldn't do that to her, and he certainly couldn't do that to Lizzy again. Even thinking of the Demoness' name was like throwing ice water on himself; it was sobering, but only to a point.
"But...I can't, Hel. W...we can't..."
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 11:44 pm
“Anything.” Hel repeated, watching him rather calmly. Her lips pulled into a bit of a grin at his heavy words, and already she felt better hearing it. “Ah…you see, Mac…it is not that we can not…it is that we should not…” Her grin faded back into a smile, and she looked back at the lack for a moment, swinging her feet. “…Call me Jacking crazy…I am sure I am…but I do not want for you to leave the current situation you are in…unless you wanted to, of course, if you were not happy in it anymore, obviously…and…heh…I imagine if you were single right now, I would be trying for everything much, much harder…” She paused, thoughtful.
“…Mmm…ya know…you wisely told me that I should not change who I am entirely for the sake of another…if it did not make me happy…compromise, yes, but never change. How sad it would be…to never be able to truly be yourself with someone, ya? Part of me was wrought with worry at the thought of meeting his parents one day…I mean…what if they hated me because I was me? Would I have to try and be someone else? Parade around a lie? Have you met her parents? Would you have to stop being you for them? Though…I suppose I do not have to worry about that anymore…heh.” She smiled a bit wryly. “Well…I just hope you stay true to your advice as well. It would honestly sadden me to see you unhappy.” Now done with that tangent, she returned to the matter at hand.
“But…I will take whatever I can get from you and cherish it, whatever it may be…and that is also why I leave the choice in your hands, Mac. Do with this knowledge as you wish…because I have nothing to lose…if anything…the only thing I have truly learned from this…is that doing the right thing costs one everything…and if I am going to be punished either way…I might as well do what I want.”
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 10:58 am
It was too easy for him to see it her way. What she was saying made sense; they could, it had been proven already that they could, but they just shouldn't, simply for fear of hurting someone else. He only barely listened to her talk of being yourself and meeting parents; what did that have to do with anything? It was practically part of him to play nice when he had to, and to make Lizzy's parents happy he would do that, and go back to being himself when their backs were turned. His Aunt barely saw their in-laws after all, it didn't matter to him whether or not he had to lie to them about himself every now and then.
Instead his mind wandered again to the What-if. Hel was offering something incredibly tempting, but what if this really was a set up? Would he be willing to lose something so important to him because of simple lust? He made a promise to Lizzy that he would be faithful, and despite his demeanor he did try to keep good on his promises. But still...he was being offered everything from a ghoul whom he had lusted after for quite a long time. A ghoul he had never been afraid to be rough with...a ghoul that wouldn't cry or shy away from him.
Hel was hitting all the right buttons in him.
In a quick move he had her wrists, pushing her back down onto the dock and pinning her hands at the sides of her head. For a moment or two he stayed that way; staring down at her, quietly studying and scrutinizing. It didn't seem long before he shifted his weight, moving to nudge one knee between her legs...but he didn't move any further than that. He merely loomed over her, keeping his tight grip on her wrists as he stared down at her as though trying to figure something out.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 11:57 am
She didn’t need to speak anymore. She had uttered everything that had been rattling around in her head, and she was now content to just sit there quietly. It didn’t matter if he didn’t say anything…she had gotten what she wanted out. What ever happened now happened as well. If he did something…if he did nothing, life would go on regardless, though she’d be lying if she said she wouldn’t be disappointed if he did nothing…
Seemed like she wouldn’t be disappointed…possibly.
Hel made a soft, startled gasp as she was grabbed and then pushed upon her back on the dock. She started up at the boil above her a bit wide eyed, and tested his hold on her wrists briefly before she let him keep them by her head. After a moment a wide smile spread across her lips, and her legs parted to make room for his knee. “…Well, if you are going to do something, than by all means. It is rude to keep a ghoul waiting…and bruises do not make themselves, ya know?”
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 12:18 pm
He didn't respond, but he didn't relent either. A few more moments ticked by, his knee coming up to nestle between her legs, settling tightly against her body. He still seemed to be deciding something, mulling over something or other in his head. Soon enough his hands moved, rough fingers pressing into her flesh to drag slowly down her arms. They continued their trail down, curving for a brief detour over her breasts and being none to gentle about it. He wanted her, he knew he did...and he couldn't get over the fact that she was offering herself to him, and even promising to keep it a secret.
So tempting...so very tempting.
His hands settled around her waist, holding her tightly to keep himself balanced. She really did feel so nice under him...
"I shouldn't." He said suddenly, his dark eyes coming to some moment of clarity. "So...I can't." It was almost painful to say, and that much was evident in his voice; he didn't want to say no to her, he didn't want to refuse her offer, and now that he had been touching her he really didn't want to stop. Yet he made a promise to Lizzy, and as much as it pained him, he was going to uphold it.
"I'm sorry, Hel. I really can't..." Mac released her slowly, grudgingly, and sat back down on the dock, ruffling his fingers in frustration through his mass of curling hair.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 1:30 pm
Once again, Hel fell silent as she stared back up at the reaper. Her eyes lidded as his knee was pressed snuggly against her, and for a brief moment, her eyes slid closed and she sighed in bliss as he dragged his hands roughly down her body. She already lightly arched into the touch, and once his hands settled on her waist her eyes fluttered open to stare back up at him again.
Then he backed out.
Hel lay there for a long moment after Mac slowly released her, blinking as she stared up at the sky before chuckling softly. “Oh…you tease.” She breathed, disappointment crossing her face. The reaper pushed herself up to sitting again, shaking her head a bit before looking over at Mac quietly for a moment as he ruffled his hair. She smiled a bit regardless. “…Mm…if you can not, than you can not…that is alright, Mac.” Hel leaned then, and pressed a kiss boldly to the corner of his mouth. There, she murmured lowly once more, “My offer will still stand regardless…if you ever do change your mind.” She kissed his cheek then, and pulled away, starting to collect her tubs of food.
“…Say? Are you heading back to the dorms, now?” She questioned. “…I need to collect an owed hat.” How could she talk like they hadn’t been discussing a rather serious matter? Easy.
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