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 Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 4:12 pm
He liked both sides of Quinn. That strong, confident chick who he could s**t talk with and the blushing girl who played coy half the time. All the kisses were maddening. If he hadn't been light headed then, he was now. It felt as if the entire room was spinning. Axel didn't know which way was up. When she began to lead him down the hallway, a small thought came to him. "Do you have a bajillion mirrors in your room? I mean...I'm totally cool with that if you do." It wouldn't be the first time a chick he slept with wanted to watch herself while they did it.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 4:48 pm
Quinn laughed and shook her head at him, "No darlin, I don't have a bajillion mirrors in my room! I have one... I can change that though if that's what you're into," she turned to flash him a grin as she walked backwards into her bedroom.
She stopped, waiting for him to approach her, and when he did she draped her arms over his shoulders. Going up on her tip-toes, she nibbled gently on his bottom lip.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 6:12 pm
Grinning he shook his head. "Nah darlin', that's ok. Unless you're really into that kind of thing I'd rather not watch what kind of faces I make."Placing his hands on her waist, he quirked an eyebrow. "Ah see, now that's a dangerous thing to admit. I could come up with any number of ridiculous things to ask you to do. Cause I've got a pretty good imagination really."Bending slightly he quickly scooped her up in his arms. Which wasn't all that hard to do considering he pretty much towered over her anyway and probably weighed more than she did considering. Moving over to her bed, he laid her down and buried his nose into her neck. Nibbling at her earlobe and down to her collar bone. Pulling back a little for a second so he could take his shirt off. One less thing to worry about.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 7:15 pm
"I ain't scared of your imagination," Quinn giggled. "And I've dealt with far more dangerous things than the things you could come up with."
She practically squealed when Axel scooped her up into her arms, her legs kicking and her arms tightly wrapping around his neck as she held on for dear life. When her laid her down she didn't release the grip around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist.
Following suit, she pulled her own shirt up over her head and scooted herself back to rest her head on her pile of pillows, giving Axel the best come-hither eyes she could muster up.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 8:56 pm
Her little comment made him wonder just exactly what far more dangerous things she had dealt with. But perhaps that was a conversation for a different time. He was far to busy exploring the curves of her body right now. Running his hands over every inch of her. The look she gave him was hard to resist. He kissed his way up her stomach until he reached her lips, capturing them once more as he ran fingers through her long hair.... *And then they had sex* He had fallen into a deep sleep. Scattered pieces of dreams pounding at his subconscious one after the other. A familiar hot spice on a summer wind, a place he could not remember, faces he recognized and yet.... His eyes flew open with a start as his body tensed. For a moment he had no clue as to where he was until memories of last night came flooding back and he found his fingers entangled in soft, silky hair. His arm wrapped tightly around Quinn, holding her to his chest. Axel lay there for a brief moment staring up at the ceiling, till finally his body urged him to get up. Quietly he slipped his arm from around her and sat on the edge of the bed for a second, running a hand over his face. After he collected himself, he slipped his jeans back on and wandered out into the kitchen. Closing the door to her bedroom most of the way so as to no disturb her as he went to rummaging around in the kitchen. Maybe making some breakfast would help clear his head.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 9:36 pm
Quinn was snuggled up against Axel, her head on his chest, fast asleep. She however, did not dream. Since becoming a Dark Mirror Senshi, she found that dreams were far and few between- at least the vivid, life-like dreams that she used to have as Kathryn.
She couldn't remember the last time she slept so soundly.
Quinn groaned quietly as she felt Axel's entire body tense when he shot out of a dead sleep. Her fingers subconsciously stroked over his bare chest in an attempt to calm him, never once completely waking up herself. She quickly fell back into a deep sleep, unaware of him pulling his arm out from around her.
It wasn't until a few minutes later when the alarms started sounding in her brain. She rolled over, her arm outstretched in a search for the warm body that she could swear was just there. Oh good. Axel took off in the middle of the night.
Quinn's eyes shot open, staring into the empty side of the bed where Axel had been.
And then she heard noise coming from the kitchen. Axel or Lydia? Quickly climbing out of bed, Quinn pulled on the camo print robe that a clever teammate had bought her for her birthday, wrapped it tightly around herself and wandered into the kitchen.
Her balled fist rubbed at her eyes and she yawned much louder than she intended to. He was still here. And he was making breakfast! She ******** loved food. Quinn slipped up behind him and planted kiss on his shoulder. "Morning sunshine," she murmured.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 9:47 pm
Axel couldn't quite claim to be the greatest cook in all the world. Half the time what he did eat was crap food or take out. To which his coach would b***h at him about, but he didn't care honestly. It never really effected him in the least. Something about a high metabolism or whatever. At least that's what he liked to believe, seemed plausible anyway.
He had dug out some eggs and bread. Scrambled up some eggs and coated the bread with some raw egg which he was now watching as it cooked in the pan. Eyeballing the one side before flipping it over to cook through on the other side.
The loud yawn he heard behind him caused him to stop and turn for a second. It was Quinn thankfully. He wasn't too sure what might've happened if it were her room mate coming in and seeing a strange guy standing there. Chuckling, he turned back to the pan, spatula in hand. "Morning beautiful, sleep well?" He poked the piece of bread a few times before scooping it out of the pan onto a plate and putting another egg covered piece in.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 10:03 pm
Considering Quinn typically ordered pizza (or Chinese if she was feeling daring and wanted to mix it up a bit), a cooked meal for breakfast was practically a god send. When was the last time she was even up early enough to eat breakfast?
"That smells ******** awesome." Yeah. No filter first thing in the morning.
She nodded happily as she pulled her long hair up into a messy bun, the majority of her hair falling all over the place. "Best sleep I've had in... I can't even remember!"
Quinn hoisted herself up onto the countertop next to him to watch him cook, sitting with her legs crossed, elbows planted on her knees and chin in her hands. "You? I'm pretty sure I felt you jolt at some point." Her head tilted to the side slightly. "Bad dream or something?" She rubbed her eyes again as she tried to force herself awake. "D'you want a coffee or anything?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 10:19 pm
It smelled good yea. Hopefully it would taste just as good. Hopefully. He'd really only seen french toast made this way once so he was kind of winging it. But it seemed easy enough anyway.
A grin spread across his face. "Slept like a baby hm? Well if you have anymore problems sleepin' alright you just give me a ring and I'll come be your Sand Man."
He leaned sideways against the counter, letting the toast cook a little longer on the one side. The messy hair and robe combo didn't help keep his mind off of things. If he wasn't cooking...
Food man, concentrate on the food. So he poked the toast again nonchalantly with a small shrug of his shoulders. "Not really sure. I can't remember much about it." He could have sworn when he woke up that the smell was real. And the heat. But he could not make any sense of it really. It wasn't the first time. "Coffee would be great, yea."
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 7:52 pm
If only Quinn had a clue how meaningful the words Sand Man would become one day. And if Quinn didn't have that tiny itty bitty little secret she was keeping from Axel (which meant out at night, sleeping in the early daytime hours), she probably would call him to spend the night more often.
But alas.... She would have to suffer through the nightmares alone.
Quinn grinned at him and planted a big ol' kiss on his temple before turning, still sitting on the counter and putting a pot of coffee on. The smell quickly began to waft through the apartment and when it was brewed she poured each of them a mug-full. She reached up to pull sugar out of the cabinet then hopped off the counter to grab milk from the fridge. She put it all on the counter in front of him if he wanted it and took a sip of her own. God that was good.
"I love a man that can cook," she said with a laugh as her tummy grumbled.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 8:06 pm
The smell of coffee filtering through the kitchen was nice. If he had been seriously tired it would have perked him up by now. When she set everything down he spooned a bit of sugar and milk into his cup before sipping at it lightly. He didn't want to burn his tongue. That sucked major a**.
"Yea well, I'm very limited in my cooking skills. So I guess I could say don't get too used to it." He grinned. Finally finishing up his cooking, he turned off the stove and put everything onto plates. Handing her her own plate and making his way over to the table. Coffee cup in hand as well.
He settled himself into one of the chairs. Sipping his coffee some more before he began to dig into the eggs and french toast. He wasn't too big on syrup as it tended to get pretty sticky and somehow he always managed to get it on himself somewhere. "So what are your plans for today?" Axel asked. If you were going to sit down and eat a meal with someone you might as well make some casual conversation. Especially ya know, since she was his girlfriend and all.
The concept was still fresh to him. After being mostly single for a good while. Maybe he had forgotten what it was like to be someone's boyfriend.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 3:56 pm
Sitting across from Axel at the table, Quinn all but inhaled her breakfast. In between bites, she shrugged her shoulders and muttered while glancing up at the clock on the wall, "I gotta work in a few hours. Probably gonna hit the gym afterwards." The job was new but she was already regretting the decision to add that to her already fully loaded plate in life. She took a long, happy sip of her coffee. Suddenly they were sitting in silence as she sipped and he ate his breakfast. Unfortunately for the two of them, Quinn wasn't one for small talk. Would she have to do a lot of this if he was her boyfriend? Ugh. That would be annoying. Why was she getting herself into this again? Quinn was very confused. "What about you? Plans?" That was as good as it'd get from her.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:56 pm
"Fun." Was his only remark as he finished off his breakfast. Leaving the table he scooped up her plate and put it in the sink with his. Axel didn't do dishes yo. He glanced at the time on her microwave before heading towards the bedroom to retrieve his shirt and slip his shoes on. Fully dressed now as he exited back into the kitchen, quickly planting a kiss on her forehead and heading to grab his coat. "I've got to go meet some buddies over at DCU here in a bit. And if they don't get me into trouble I don't know what after that. Maybe get myself into some trouble. Give me a ring or something later."Slipping on his jacket he moesied on over to the door, zipping it up half way. "Catch you later darlin."Then he left.
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