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 Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 8:21 pm
Freya needed time.
She needed to collect her thoughts, and come to an understanding as to just how she felt about Kettil. She needed to mourn the broken heart that still raged inside of her after Herryk had turned her away. She needed to think. To push away all of her physical desires and emotional hungers, and make this decision rationally. She needed to know for sure if she was doing this for the right reasons.
She needed time.
She wanted Kettil.
Freya leaned her head up and kissed his forehead, then brushed her lips down to his nose, and landed with a brush against his lips. Then she pulled away, turned her head to the side, and looked at Kettil with new eyes. She wasn't hungry to memorize him anymore. She had all the time in the world.
"I'm not goings anywhere."
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 8:31 pm
His eyes closed as he felt her lips against his forehead and then brush over his nose and eventually against his lips. Kettil's hands moved just slightly up under the shirt she was borrowing from him as he stared at the side of her face just so she got the gravity of what his intentions were right this moment. The Muut had been holding back in his last relationship because he wanted to wait until she was ready. Now here Freya was seemingly willing to plunge into the depths with him but he still wanted to give her the option to flee to do whatever it was she needed.
He simply accepted her presence of staying by leaning up and giving the side of her neck a light kiss.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 8:52 pm
Freya had never felt Kettil's hands moving across her skin in a way that indicated something less than sweet, before. There was a difference, and she felt it. It felt like heat skittering across her skin, warning her that he wasn't thinking clearly anymore. It burned away her own rational thought, just as quickly. Freya blinked, mildly surprised at her best friend. She knew he was attracted to her, but he was Kettil. He wasn't.. I mean.. he was Kettil.
The kind of boil who carried a ghoul into his bed, unconscious, and just slept. The kind of boil who cooked her eggs in the morning and let her wear his clothing without making some inappropriate comment. The kind of boil who still cared whether she ate or not, without making her feel like s**t about it.
Kettil.
Freya tilted her head away, exposing her neck the moment his lips touched it. "Did yeh knows," Freya whispered in a wavering voice. "That's my weak spot?"
If his hands were her final warning, that was his.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 9:03 pm
Oh, he wanted to be sweet to her but now in a different way. She'd riled him up with her kisses and simply just staying where she was with him with no inclination of leaving, it meant that she was ready to receive whatever attention he was willing to give her just then. The worries about it being 'too soon' were fading off into the distance as he stopped about ready to lay down another kiss a soft sigh pushed against the flesh of her neck, "No, but that's a fun thing to learn," he said in the low tone he had used earlier and with that he leaned forward and brushed his lips over the flesh of her neck as his hands moved up to trail over the flesh of her sides.
He could feel her warmth but he could also feel the start of her ribs, fingertips gently brushed over the ribs. Kettil felt a small pang of heartache but also a bit of exhilaration, he'd never thought this was something they were capable of together, this sort of intimacy.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 9:14 pm
Freya brushed her hair away from her neck with her opposite hand, and pressed her cheek against the side of Kettil's head as he worked his lips across her neck. His low tone was matched by the gravelly voice that murmured, very quietly, into his ear.
"There's lots of fun things teh learns."
Sure, it was seductive. And she was overdoing it. That might have been why, right after whispering it, she bit her lower lip in her teeth to keep the inevitable from escaping.
The beginnings of a snicker.
At first it just sounded like she'd held back a sneeze, or something. But her body began to shake, and the giggles eventually started to sneak past her tightly pressed lips.
She pulled away, put both of her hands on her mouth, and broke into hysterics.
Moment. Over.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 9:15 pm
It was going so well but then she had to break into hysterics. Hands didn't retreat but he did flop over onto his back. They were ... Still on the floor. This attention came to him almost immediately followed by the fact that at some point Endy had flown the coop.
..Which is probably for the best all things considered.
It seemed the mood was over for the moment for the moment his hands now rested on her knees, "Mmmn..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 9:28 pm
"I'm sorry. I'm SORRY I'M SORRY OHHH I AM SO SORRY-" She was giggling even as she started to apologize profusely, falling on top of him and burying her face into his chest. "Oh Kettil I did NOT means teh laughs, is only that I heards myself, sayings this things teh yeh, and I just sounds so stupid, ohhh-"
She was trying so hard to stop. She was shaking with laughter, her eyes were brimming with tears, and she pushed her arm between him and her face so she could bite herself.
"AAAAAACH-" That worked. Her laughter stopped dead, and she rubbed her arm, a pout jutting out of her lips. She looked up at the poor boil on the floor, and leaned upward, resting her chin in the dip of his neck. She looked up at him with a cheeky grin, her skin still flushed from how close they'd come.
"Still likes me?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 9:33 pm
In truth he was amused, a little pent up, but still amused. As she fell against him his hands moved to rest on her lower back where he just lightly rubbed as she tried to settle down...by biting herself. An eyebrow raised and he just smirked, her question just made him laugh but not as much as she was, "Of course, Túkut," he said his tone was warm and quiet. He'd honestly forgive her anything at this point.
...Within reason.
"Ahh, I suppose we should just start worrying about cleaning things up, hm?" He said softly.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 9:42 pm
Freya felt guilty. Kettil did not find her as funny as she found herself, and she was sure she'd just ruined a moment. But in the end.. perhaps ruining that moment was for the best. She'd been more than willing, and he'd wanted her.. but..
Now she was regretting it.
"I guess." She mumbled, sitting up off of him and biting her lower lip. She rubbed her neck, right at the spot where he'd kissed her, and mourned the loss of intimacy.
"What do yeh needs help with..?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 9:48 pm
Kettil just remained reclining for now as he stared up at her; it was a bit of an interesting perspective to see her in to be sure, "Well, I thought I would help you straighten up your room so you can sleep in your own bed if you wanted. I mean unless you want to be shackin' up with me."
Honestly? He didn't care if she slept in his bed for the rest of their time together until the end of time. He still wanted to make the offer anyways.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 9:53 pm
"Oh."
He wanted to help her clean her room. That room she'd utterly destroyed, in a fit of rage and stupidity. And even now he was thinking of her, wanting to devote his time to helping her..
Freya fell silent, all humor gone from her face. She looked at Kettil, not to memorize and not to hunger; she just looked at him. She looked at the boil she'd met online. She looked at the face of the boil whose words had called to her from a hundred miles away. And there he was, underneath her, forgiving her for ruining the moment, and giving up everything just for one ounce of her happiness.
Freya felt supremely undeserving of this gift.
"I won't laughs anymore, 'jika." Freya whispered softly, the picture of contriteness on her face.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 9:58 pm
He stared up at her and raised an eyebrow, "Agh, do you want to break my heart? I love that you laugh," he said softly with a small smile and a bit of a chuckle.
Kettil just watched her face curiously, "It's not like I'm kickin' you out or anythin'." Was that why she promised that? Because she thought he was kicking her out after a moment ruined?
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 10:03 pm
Despite having just promised that she wouldn't laugh, Freya let out a snicker and buried her face back into his neck for a minute. She pulled back up and took a deep breath, before shaking her head.
"I didn't mean NEVER." She snickered out. "I meant.." How did he not know what she meant? Did she have to spell it out for him?
Well, yes. Obviously.
She leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips. But this time, there was no desperation. It was as if she had started to accept that maybe, just maybe, this wasn't a one time thing.
"I mean, the next times yeh wants.. we wants.." Jack-damnit Kettil, get a clue. "The next times, I promise." Her forehead brushed against his. "I won't laugh."
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 10:06 pm
He smiled a bit more widely and all too happily returned the kiss almost wishing it had lingered but it seemed she wanted to talk a bit more, "Who said I stopped wanting just because you laughed," he raised an eyebrow at her again this time.
Bluntly put, Kettil. A+.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 10:09 pm
He just kept surprising her.
"Wh.." She kept taking quick breaths, starting her sentence and then stopping in surprise. "We.." "What.."
In the end, she just opened and shut her mouth a few times before raising one eyebrow to mirror his.
"YEHR the one that said we goes and cleans up my rooms now, I don't knows!"
Kettil had succeeded in frustrating Freya.. in more ways that one.
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