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 Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 9:28 am
The kiss did leave her feeling quite satisfied, especially compared to the initial, much tamer kiss, although it also made her not want to get off his lap - so that was where she remained.
"A fish managed to pull you into the water?!" She asked, eyes widening in surprise; she was of course thinking about his current self, not his younger self, and when she wondered about what sort of a fish would have the strength to win a game of tug-of-war against someone with Mac's build, she couldn't help imagining a Herryk-fish pulling the boil into the water before punching him in the nose with its fin. She was trying to decide if she was horrified or amused by the imagery when Mac's question made her look away - suddenly, that spot of grass nearby was really interesting.
"Well... Y-you know..." She muttered, not quite able to string a complete sentence together at the moment, her thumbs brushing against the back of his neck, "Coats meant to be dirty... Grass... Dirty... Wall... Kiss... Things..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 12:13 pm
"Yeah! Dangerous, dangerous waters." Mac danced his fingers up her spine in a way that was meant to be finger-waggling menacing, but really it was equally likely he wanted to tease her. "When I was a kid, anyway." He added as an amused afterthought, holding her close after that to partake in any little kiss either of them felt like giving.
"I don't get it." He said, trying to sound serious. "Please explain~" He fought a grin, ducking his head to hide it and deciding that her neck looked rather kissable at the moment. His new favourite hobby was teasing her, and he was doing just that. Granted he didn't make it easy, not in the slightest. His lips brushed against her neck, pressing soft kisses against her throat.
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 1:26 pm
Lizzy squirmed lightly at feeling his fingers on her back, pouting as she leaned against him, wanting to be closer, "You're the dangerous one." It was as if he knew just what to do in order to make her toes curl; then again, it wasn't very difficult to do so.
"You're lying," She continued to pout, letting out a soft, happy whine when he kissed her on her throat. Tilting her head upwards to expose more of her neck, she closed her eyes, hands moving down to his chest as she pushed against him, "You know what I'm taking about!"
She probably didn't sound too convincing though.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 10:35 am
"You are." Mac insisted with the utmost maturity, laughing the whole way, still brushing his lips against her throat. She made it easier for him and he couldn't have been happier for it; it let him continue his work, which at the moment was teasing quite the sounds from his ghoul. Even if they weren't in his room, or behind closed doors; it actually made this more...enticing somehow.
"I don't think I do, you really will have to enlighten me." He teased with a chuckle, content to do what he was doing and not a hint more until he had his fill teasing her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 11:23 am
Lizzy was just glad that they were alone - supposedly - in the forest.
"Must I?" She opened an eye, seriously contemplating forcing her boilfriend to stop teasing her, since he seemed so adamant to continue to do so. With a huff, she used her whole body weight - which, frankly, wasn't a lot - to push Mac down to the grass.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 10:01 am
Mac laughed as she tried to push him down, and eventually fell on his own accord (not before making quite the fuss over 'trying to stop her'), making himself comfortable in the grass. His hands slid down her thighs to stop at her knees, lightly tickling the skin there.
"Yeah you must-" No, he wasn't going to give up on this. But he would, however, amuse himself by teasing her in the meantime. "-I still don't get it." More chuckling, his hands now rubbing along the length of her thighs. Soon the boil's hands nudged under the folds of her pretty cream dress, sliding more appreciatively up her thighs, hands spread to touch as much skin as he could.
Dresses really did make everything so much easier.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 10:36 am
"Liiiiiaaaaaaar," Lizzy replied, puffing up her cheeks... Not that she was actually verbally or physically protesting against whatever Mac's hands were up to, because she liked it, and she had a feeling that Mac knew that she liked it. With Mac on the grass, however, she felt a little playful; sprawling down on top of him, she grinned, wiggling her eyebrows at him before leaning down to press little, continuous kisses to his neck, jaw, cheeks, and finally, a deep kiss on his lips, making sure to use tongue.
Then, almost as abruptly, she rolled over to his side, snuggling up against him like she didn't just do all of the above, although she was blushing; as deserted as the place was, she still wasn't about to risk letting anything out of hand happen in a public place... And to her, they were getting pretty close.
"Can I visit your home one day?" She asked idly, turning her head to look at her boilfriend. She then paused briefly before adding as an afterthought, "Your hair will turn into an afro soon, I think."
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Posted: Fri Aug 31, 2012 11:23 am
Mac let her do as she pleased, but he did laugh at the waggling eyebrows before she started to kiss him, which teased a pleased sigh from his lips. He returned her kiss - with tongue - and as she flopped over he gave a really protesting whine. "Teeeeeease~" He complained dramatically, about to roll on top of her when she was asking about his home.
"Huh? Oh, uh, sure? Why? It's really nothing special." A lot of boats, really. Boats and little ghoul toys thanks to his sister. At the mention of his hair though, he rolled his eyes. "It's the humidity." He explained...though it wasn't humid at all.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 6:26 am
"Oh... I just wanted to see the place where you grew up, I guess. I'm curious about it," Lizzy replied, gently tugging on a lock of his hair to uncurl it, before watching it bounce back into place like a tiny spring; she was sure that she had done this before, some time in the past, but his hair really had gotten curlier since then... Actually, the shade of his hair, and the way it curls, sort of reminded her of Mot's mother's hair.
"Your hair reminds me of Mot's mother's," She decided to share this with him, although he had probably never met the woman before.
"Suuuuuure it's the humidity," She giggled, rolling her eyes right back, "That's why my hair is as curly and frizzy as yours is right now."
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 11:08 am
"Oh, if that's all then...sure, I don't mind." She said see, not meet his Parents Aunt and Uncle. Of course she would have to meet them one day, especially if she intended on marrying him and having all the babies. At least his real Parents were never over to visit.
"...Well, it should." Was his only response to her comment about Mot's Mom. Of course his hair reminded her of Mot's Mom's. There was a strong family resemblence in the Airaldi family, and Mama O'Boyle was, indeed, an Airaldi.
"It's...uhh...selective humidity?" Yes, that was exactly what it was.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 12:18 pm
"If that's all?" Lizzy echoed, frowning slightly as she paused briefly, mulling over his words, "What do you mean? And what do you mean by 'it should'? It's not like the two of you are related or anything... Right?" She raised an eyebrow, and eyed her boilfriend, waiting for his answer.
"Oh of course," She sat up, turning her head to look at him as she gasped, "Selective humidity - the Airaldi's worst nightmare!"
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 12:30 pm
Mac just laughed as she echoed him, shaking his head. "Nothing, nothing. I don't mind showing you were I grew up." There would be a lot of pointing around the house though, since he kind of grew up all over the damn place. In regards to his hair though...well, he gave an almost frustrated sigh, lifting up to pinch a curl of his own and roll it between his fingers.
"Err...Well, yeah." Admitting he was related to Mama O'Boyle meant admitting he was related to Mot, and he hated Mot. A lot.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 12:58 pm
"It's a date then!" Lizzy smiled happily, poking Mac on his cheek. Finding it fun, she decided to continuously poke his cheek, tilting her head as she took the next few seconds to fully comprehend what Mac had just said. Once she realized what it meant, her eyes widened, "Really?! I've never heard any of you talk about it before!"
Despite tensions between the two boils, she was actually quite delighted, "Two of my most favorite people! My big brother and boilfri- OH NO, IS THIS CONSIDERED INCEST?!"
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