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 Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 1:37 pm
 ☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » Cannonball by Damien Rice[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » - e m p t y - Kara thought for a moment and shook her head. Being in France was different. She couldn't just suggest somewhere to go, because she didn't know of anywhere to go to. And so, she looked up at Jon and smiled, shrugging her shoulders. "Honestly? I have no suggestions. I'm sorry," she apologized, as she felt the car begin to move beneath her, hearing the rain patter against the windows. She was thankful that she was inside, and would not be getting soaked, and she reached over, brushing her hand against his and smiled, though inside, her thoughts were going insane.
Taking a deep breath, she turned her eyes back to him. "I think I'm a bit tired, though... Today has been pretty eventful," she said, giggling a little, thinking back on everything that had happened that day. Parts of her, of course, felt bad for what she had put Jon through. Other parts of her wondered what would happen next. But the most prominent, that she could sense, was that feeling that maybe it was a mistake for her to agree to such a thing... For she had unknowingly agreed to have her heart broken. The thought, though, was pushed aside, and Kara kept the smile on her face as the car made its way down the roads, the windshield wipers tossing away the drops of rain that hit the window. . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . .    
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 9:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 5:05 pm
(( =D !! Congrats we're in Level 2 RPs now =3 ))
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 11:26 am
❤❤❤❤Guienevere Luna Averus❤❤❤❤ ☆☆☆☆I stand in the rain for one simple reason...  Gwen smiled at him. "I like singing but I prefer playing much more. When you play bass, you do sound great. I never heard some play bass so well." She said truthfully. She loved everything about music. "Eventually my Father let me learn what I wanted to so he bought me a custom made Fender." She said softly. "What's your favorite type?" She asked as the waiter wrote down their orders and went to get them ready....That way no one can see me crying...☆☆☆☆
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:39 pm
Nathaniel Nathan was one who loved hearing compliments. Especially about his playing, he never thought he was good. But words didn't replace his hidden resent of his own talent. "Ooh. Fender guitars are nice. Their Basses aren't. Jokes really, Squires..." He did like Fenders. Most people didn't care for them. Nathan liked the pick Guard signature honestly.
He also thought for a moment at the slightly obvious question to him. My favorite Bass? He Explained. "Oh, Definetly mine. Sweet little Les Paul Model with some amazing Melanchoille Pick-ups. I should show you it sometime. It's the only Bass I brought here actually. I love it so much." He smiled in the thought of it.
Nathan had found it mildly comedic that she wasn't allowed to play what instrument she wanted at first. Especially because guitar was never evil although anyone born before the 50s believed so strongly.OOC: Cool?
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 12:39 am
 Jonathon Michael Rose
'Live Fast+Die Young+Leave A Beautiful Corpse' Jon smiled as Kara spoke to him, explaining that she had no ideas where to go. She held his hand and it took all of his self control not to let go of the wheel and crash the car. The rain pounded down on the windshield and he fixed his eyes on the road. Turning the lights up to high beam, he shifted the car into a higher gear, and accelerated a little to get home quicker.
The time to get home from the Restaurant seemed to both drag and fly by at the same time. Jons mind was full of thoughts, and he eventually just let his mind go blank, not wanting to sully the night with negative thoughts. They pulled into the drive way after a while, and Jon sighed a little as he turned teh key in the ignition. Climbing out of the car, Jon walked round and opened Karas side door.
Gently, he picked her up and lifted her out of the car. Holding her to his chest tightly for a second, he closed his eyes, smiled and kicked the door closed with his foot. Smiling, he jogged out of the garage and carried her up the stairs of the mansion. Entering the front door, he maintained his hold on her. Walking slowly up the stairs, he kept hold of her until they entered her room.
He walked over to her room, the whole time, his eyes had only been on her, locked on her face, looking deep into her eyes. Laying her gently on her bed, she looked like a goddess. Jon was in awe of her beauty, and he sat gently on the edge of her bed. He gently leaned forward, his face within inches of hers, and he gently kissed her on the cheek.
"I'm sorry if you didnt like that, I couldnt resist this time."
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 3:05 pm
+ 7 ❤❤❤❤Guienevere Luna Averus❤❤❤❤ ☆☆☆☆I stand in the rain for one simple reason... Gwen smiled at his enthuasim. Another music lover just like her. "That would be nice. Then I can show you mines"...That way no one can see me crying...☆☆☆☆ 5
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 6:32 pm
☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » Yellow by Jem[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » - e m p t y - The ride home passed in a blur of thoughts and raindrops, as they finally pulled into the garage. Before she could move, however, Jon had opened her door and lifted her from the car, carrying her through the light rain and up the steps, into the mansion and through the door of her room, setting her down gently on the bed. The light that had been flicked on was her special switch, and created a vast expansion of a mock night-sky upon her ceiling as Kara held her breath, feeling his lips press oh-so gently against her cheek. The touch made a shiver run down her spine, and she heard his apology for his actions.
Kara, however, smiled and shook her head, reaching up, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him down and closer to her once more. Her hand moved to rest against his cheek, and without giving it another thought, Kara leaned up and pressed her lips gently against his, moving to slide her body closer to his, pressed up against him, the warmth enveloping her. She was acutely aware of the pitter-patter of drops hitting her window, and she closed her eyes, deepening the kiss, inhibitions and morals all but stripped away... She allowed herself to get lost in the ecstasy of the moment in which she found herself in.
It was almost a shame when it ended, her heart beat racing, the butterflies fluttering like mad in her stomach, the light-headed-ness... A good kind of dizzy. She opened her chocolate eyes and looked up at him, reaching up and brushing a hair away from his face. In the midst of passion, she had rolled over and now found herself, somehow on top and straddling him, her hands now resting on his chest. The position she was in made her blush, and she moved to get off of him, in case it made him feel uncomfortable. . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . . look at the s t a r s
look how they s h i n e for you
and e v e r y t h i n g you do
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 7:06 pm
Jonathon Michael Rose
'Live Fast+Die Young+Leave A Beautiful Corpse' The kiss, so innocent and spontanious, that he had given her, he had not expected returned. When she had kissed him back, his heart had near on stopped. Her gentle lips and her sweet breath tasted incredible, and he stopped breathing for a second. Her body had gently pressed itself against his own, and he gently placed a hand on her hip.
Kara seemed to be pouring her heart and soul into the kiss, the passion and emotion that he could feel pouring through her lips was incredible. He pressed his hands onto her hips, and pulled her as close as he could. Somehow they rolled over, and he ended up underneath her. Her weight on him, her hands on his chest felt good. He looked up at her. As she moved to get off of him, he sat up. Bending at the waist he leaned forwards and placed his hand on her waist, the other hand he moved in front of her, before gently turning her cheek back to him and he pressed his lips to hers. His eyes closed, he didnt move as he kissed her, he simply pressed his lips gently to hers.
The rain fell, and as far as he was concerned, it could rain forever, as long as he could forever remember this one perfect moment of his life.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 7:49 pm
☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » Yellow by Jem[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » - e m p t y - She allowed herself to lean into his touch, gentle caressing that made her shiver. Once more, she felt her lips connect with his, a sort of electric feeling coursing through her... Her body felt warm, hot almost, and she moved close to him once more, pressed against him, passion... fiery passion. Running her hands to his upper back, over the shoulder blades, she clawed a little, her nails digging gently into his skin, she moved her hands down, to his lower back, where she slipped her thumb beneath the belt band of his pants, pushing her hand, a little roughly, against his hips.
She sighed, kissing back, not wanting the moment to end. It was too good, felt pure, she was losing it. Breaking the kiss, she leaned back, looking at him, her breathing rough, her heart beat racing. Her heart was screaming out to her, wanting to love and be loved. It was clear that this was what she wanted, was it not? It all felt right... So right... "I..." she began, looking away a moment to the rain-drenched window. It was like everything was washing away, borders that had been built, walls that had kept her safe, all washing away, and it felt perfect. And Jon... It was him... Just, him.
Turning her eyes back up to look into his, she leaned closer, pressing her forehead gently against his, their noses barely touching, the sweet scent of his warm breath caressing her face, she closed her eyes and then opened them, looking up into his. "I love you.." she said softly, her words barely a whisper in the silence of the room. . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . . look at the s t a r s
look how they s h i n e for you
and e v e r y t h i n g you do
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 8:27 pm
Jonathon Michael Rose
'Live Fast+Die Young+Leave A Beautiful Corpse' Her hands were pressing his body with reckless abandon. The way she touched him was driving him wild, he wanted her, on the most primal level, his lust for her was growing but he wanted so badly to control himself. Her hands, like claws, were running over his back. Her fingertips pressing into his back like pinpoints, his nerves felt like they were on fire. His entire body was so incredibly sensitive to her touch, each point at which his body was in contact with hers was like it was a raging inferno of sensation.
He had never felt more alive, every second to him seemed to stretch like a lifetime. Jon kissed her deeply, he ran his own hands over her body. Her skin felt like lava, its incredible heat burning his fingers, and yet it felt like ice, welcoming and soothing in the face of such incredible heat.
His fingers ran over her neck, over her shoulders then her back. His fngers found her dress' zip, he gently pulled it halfway down. Unsure wether she wanted to continue, he pulled back a little. She began to speak, she stumbled with her words for a second then he heard what she was trying to say.
For the second time that day, his heart stopped, he couldnt think of something that made him happier. "I love you too Kara..." he replied, hugging her again.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 9:36 pm
Nathaniel He smiled at her warmly. "That'd be nice." Nathan thought upon how perfect she could be. And how perfect Lori is. It's not fair... Why can't Lori just be a better person!? I can't love anymore. Maybe I'm just obsessed?
Nathan took a sip of wine and reached that slight nirvana as the alcohol rushed through him now. Just a minor tingle that made him warm inside. He looked down into his glass and realized something. I am obsessed. I need to get away from That girl. She's no good for me anyway.But she isShe's Breaking my willShe's all you desireGwenny's what I need nowYour precious "Gwenny" is rotShe cares about meShe Loathes you insideLori doesn't care...But she is the Forbidden Fruit, Nothing else will be worth your timeNathan's concious fought back and forth like pathetic Trench wars. Each trying to make a point but no one's listening to the accusor. Why can't I think straight for 5 minutes?
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 10:26 pm
☆ . K a r a . L y n . O ' R e i l l e y . ☆ ☀ t h e . h e i r . t o . e m i ☀ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘ ¤ ↘"These violent delights have violent ends
and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume." ♥ • m u s i c » Yellow by Jem[ j u s t . p r e s s . p l a y . ▶ ] • o o c » - e m p t y - Hearing him say it back made her smile brightly, glad to hear the words. In that moment, no bad thoughts were entering her mind, no doubt of being with him, no thought of him possibly finding someone else. He was here with her in that moment, and for as long as she could keep it that way, she would. Pushing against him once more, she slipped her leg between his, pushing him down to the bed, where she partially lay on top of him, her hand on his chest. "That's good to hear," she said as she leaned up, her knee sinking gently into the bed, and she kissed him, softly, innocently, unlike before. In this kiss, there was pure love, innocent and childish, but faithful and true. She wanted him to know about the love she had for him. She wanted him to accept it...
Running her hand up and through his hair, it came to rest on the side of his face, pulling the kiss deeper, though still innocent. She breathed in everything she felt, feeling it course through her, invigorating her. One of the straps of her dress hung loosely down her arm, exposing a bit more of her body, than she knew, the other slowly slipping off as she moved up more, the kiss becoming, once more, passionate. There was an unbridled lust pulling her to him, pressing her body to his, making her kiss him a bit rougher than intended.
Breaking the kiss, she leaned in and kissed his cheek before leaning down more, her lips pressing further down, a trail leading to his neck where she began to leave gentle kisses against it, her lips brushing the surface of his skin. Her legs moved to straddling him once more, the top of the dress lowered, exposing the black laced bra beneath. She leaned up, a small, but mischievous glint in her eyes. Reaching up behind her, she tugged slowly and gently on the zipper, undoing the rest of it. Letting the dress slip all the way down, she looked innocently at the fallen straps, then up at Jon, finally pulling them off, leaving her top half exposed. She bit her lip a little, a small smile formed on her face as she pulled one of her bra straps, letting it slip off her shoulder, hanging off her arm.
Leaning down, she began to kiss his neck once more, her hands traveling up and to the buttons of his shirt, where she began to undo each one slowly. Undoing the last one, she laid her hands on his stomach, feeling the firm muscles beneath her fingertips, she let her hands run up his body, stripping away the shirt, leaving his chest bare and open to her. Pressing her body against his, she rubbed her bare skin against his gently, sighing deeply into his neck, her breath brushing his ear. "We should get some sleep," she said softly in his ear, a smirk on her face as she rolled off of him, leaving an air of suspense and intention. . . . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . : . . . look at the s t a r s
look how they s h i n e for you
and e v e r y t h i n g you do
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 9:35 pm
Jonathon Michael Rose
'Live Fast+Die Young+Leave A Beautiful Corpse' Karas body lay on his, her lips kissing his in a way that he hadnt even though possible. Her amazing body was sat on top of his, the sight he beheld was making it more difficult than ever to control himself. Kara in her underwear was more than he could deal with. She rolled off of him and he rolled on his side looking at her. He leaned over to her and kissed her on the neck, his fingers tracing a gentle line down her arm.
"Sleep? I can think of much better things to do tonight..."
He took off his open shirt, dropping it on the floor next to the bed. Kneeling up onto the bed, Jon dropped over her, supporting his body weight on his knees and his arms. Lowering himself into the press up position, Jon kissed Karas torso, kissing every inch of her he could reach with soft quick kisses.
Sitting on his calf muscles, Jon picked her hand, gently massaging it between both of his own.
"Your sure you want to sleep now? I could keep you company in case it turns into a thunderstorm rather than just rain..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 12:28 pm
❤❤❤❤Guienevere Luna Averus❤❤❤❤ ☆☆☆☆I stand in the rain for one simple reason... Gwen looked at him and smiled. The waiter came in and dropped thier food off. She smiled at the waiter as bowed and lit the rest of the candles around them. She took her napkin and placed it in her lap. She looked at him as he seem troubled. "Êtes vous très bien? Ummm wait..." She blushed and placed a hand over her mouth. "I meant to say. Are you ok?" she said still blushing. She really didn't like the way she sounded in French. To herself she sounded like a child. ...That way no one can see me crying...☆☆☆☆
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