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 Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 3:34 pm
His heartbeat was going up with each button she undid. There would certainly be problems if things continued on...
"You don't really want my shirt off, do you?" There was a nervous laugh in his voice, though he certainly wasn't doing anything to stop her.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 3:41 pm
Raquel was reaching for the last few when she stopped, giving him an absolutely adorable confused look. It was obviously staged but it didn't hide the fact that she was quite cute when she wanted to be. "W-what do you mean? I'm sorry...I-i'll stop if you want..." She trailed off, looking comically sad, though had trouble hiding a tiny smile that kept peeking through.
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- Pocket Full of Ashes - Crew
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 3:45 pm
"Honestly?" he said, falling victim to every little quirk she threw his way. "No." Damian craned his head up for a kiss, hoping against hope that now of all nights, when they were alone, they could finally have their chance.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 4:16 pm
Raquel looked down, only slightly embarassed as she undid the rest of his shirt. She then adjusted herself so she was on top of him almost fully now. She looked down at him, her eyes sharp and seductive as she bit her lip like a shy little girl. Yes she knew all the tricks and could pull them off simultaneously. "Do you know what I want...?" She asked, getting ridiculously close to the side of his face. She blew gently in his ear before smiling widely. "....Ice cream." She sat up, flipping her hair back with a big smile. She jumped up off him, skipping off to the kitchen, Trinity right behind her, trying to catch the bottom of her pajama pants as she walked.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 4:21 pm
Damian thought he was about to be the luckiest man in Veratia, right up until point where she said the words "ice cream."
Damn it! As soon as she was in the kitchen, he hit his head upon the floor in frustration. Dammit dammit dammit.
So close, so close! Or so he thought. This was penance for all the things he had done in the past, it had to be.
Trinity mewed. Both looked at each other for a long moment before he stuck an accusing finger at her.
"We never mention this."
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 4:26 pm
Raquel popped her head out form the kitchen, one of the small pints of ice cream in her hands, taking a bite from a spoon with another. "D'you say somehitn' hun?" She asked, sauntering back into the living room. She stood above him, not paying attention as she plopped down right on top of him again. She sat more on his middle to lower half, poking his stomach with her spoon. "Want some?" She offered, spooning a little of the, what seemed to be cookie dough, close to his face. It was times like these she really resembled the little girl she was at heart, sitting there in her fluffly pajamas, a kitty y her side, eating icecream casually. It made her happier than Damian would probably ever know but she was ok with that.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 4:31 pm
"Why yes, I would." Oh, the double meaning. But, it was his turn to play. As she placed the spoon in his mouth, he took it gratefully, but all the while gave her his own seductive, bold eyes with every taste. "I hope you're comfortable. Poor me seems to be suffering terribly tonight."
Damian seemed utterly resigned to his lot on the floor as she sat on him. Would he have it any other way, though? Of course not. He wasn't stupid.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 4:49 pm
Raquel cocked an eyebrow, gently slipping the spoon from his lips, and getting another bite for herself. "Why...Mr. Centurion...are you trying to entice me?" she asked as she sucked on the spoon slowly, pulling it from between her lips, also in a seductive manner. she then dipped her finger into the ice cream, dabbing a little on Trinities paw so she could have a treat as well.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 4:53 pm
"Perhaps..." Damian placed his hands on the back of his head. It was so difficult to read the situation. Did she, would she, could she? All stupid little questions that spun through his mind as he watched her return the tactics he was using.
"It does not seem to be very effective, despite all my efforts."
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 5:01 pm
Raquel smiled. "Thats the real question isn't it?" she retorted, setting the carton down, though out of the reach of the cat. "On one hand, am I hardly phased..." She looked down at his bare chest, walking her finger up ad down it. "....Or am I actually driven as mad, if not more, than you are...this..second?" She cocked her head, her lips slightly parted, and eyes in a distant dreamy world of their own as she gazed down at him.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 5:06 pm
"We could both solve our problems," he said without even thinking, "If we really wanted to."
He stretched, making her sway a little before settling down. "But I suppose you don't really want to."
The dangerous glint in his eye betrayed that he was thinking otherwise. Was he desperate? No. Impatient? Yes. In the end, though, he knew it as up to her, even if it left him frustrated and banging his head against floors.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 5:15 pm
Raquel's seductive gleam was gone momentarily as she bit her lip, his time not to entice him, more out of indecision. This was a sign that she was no longer playing around, but was seriously considering it. "Well...erm..." Was this a sign that the ever confident Raquel was faltering?
She scooted off of him, her back against one of the nearby couches, looking terribly conflicted and insecure. She knew that if Damian pushed hard enough, she'd do anything he'd ask. Which she was debating if that was a good thing or not. "well, if...I mean...not..." She furrowed her brow ad sighed, quite annoyed with herself for not being able to come up with a witty remark to respond with.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 5:19 pm
Damian was finally beginning to understand Raquel, at least sexually. She'd be confident with joking and torturing him endlessly, because it only amounted to his awkwardness and her laughter. Going further, though, was something that scared her, because whether he liked it or not, she was afraid it would change things between them. It insulted him a little, that she would think he'd leave or grow bored with her. If anything, he'd feel more connected and know her on a new level. Her fear was the only thing keeping him.
"It's alright," he said quite suddenly from his thinking. "I know I am being and have been an a** about it."
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 5:30 pm
Raquel's face dropped to that of a guilt ridden puppy. She furrowed her brow, pushing some strands of her hair that had fallen to her face, back. "No I'm sorry Damian... I really shouldn't mess with you like that to begin with, ecspecially if I don't follow through." She bit her lips thinking, looking up at him. "W-we can if you want to..." She offered, trying to smile, though there was no hiding the slight fear in her eyes. "Come here..." She made him sit up as she slipped off his shirt completely, kissing his neck and chest stiffly. Her hands were shaking terribly but she pulled off her own shirt, revealing a new dark green bra, trying really hard not to let him see her face.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 5:37 pm
This was not how he wanted them to do anything, not even kiss.
"No... Raquel," he tried, but another stiff kiss was planted. Every one sunk guilt into his skin and heart. "Raquel," he tried again. "I'm sorry... I want to, but not like this."
He took her face in his hands awkwardly, almost like he was trying to remove her from him entirely. He couldn't help but think of how perfect she was in body. Shirt off and bathed in lamplight, she was breathtaking. Enough of that.
Damian looked into her eyes with a very serious, though blushing, expression.
"You're shaking."
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