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 Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 9:07 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee stirred, sitting up. She blushed, hearing Vincent's term of affection. It was odd, being called "love" by anyone except Jason, her now extremely ex boyfriend; she thought it was kind of nice, even if it wasn't exactly true.
"What was it you wanted, Lilly? Mint chocolate chip?"
Lilly nodded.
"With gummy worms."
"That sounded good. A scoop of mint chocolate chip, in a cone, with gummies, please."
"Make mine a double!"
Lilly grinned childishly.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 5:20 pm
Vincent
Vincent smiled back warmly and nodded.
"Alright a double and a single, I'll be right back my lovely ladies, don't get to wild while I'm gone." Vincent chuckled as he rose and walked towards the Ice cream parlor. A call from behind him made him turn. Jason. Alright you dumb a** you want more. It wasn't just Jason, it was him and six other guys, all just as big and jockish.
"Hey you f*****t, getting some Ice cream for your gay self. I know Aimee and you aren't dating, its all a ploy. She wouldn't dump me."
"Actually Jason, she did, and all the proof I need is the fact that her six to my one means I'm plenty man enough for her. Unlike you. Need six of your buddies to fight little ole' me." Jason didn't like this. Vincent was lying through his teeth, but he knew it would be true. All seven of them walked forward. Vincent analyzed them like a warrior should and picked the weakest, the one to the far left. Him first.
"You guys have a circle jerk to get the testosterone up before you came and beat me up. I'd dare to say your the f*****t Jason." Jason stopped and all six tried to jump him at once. Vincent moved like quicksilver. The one on the left dropped from a deft punch to the sternum, a crack sounding that it was broke. One got a hand on Vincent, but the wrist was jerked back violently and he was on the ground weeping after a knee to the groin. Third and forth dropped from jabs to the throat. Number five fell to a punch in the kidney and then a push to the back of the knee. The sixth one used the distraction to get Vincent in a full nelson as Jason cracked his knuckles.
"Wouldn't do that if I were you Jason. You might hit the wrong guy." Jason laughed loudly and reared back. The punch winded the sixth guy as Vincent melted into water and reformed behind Jason.
"You see Jason, I'm not normal, and I haven't fed all night. Goodbye Jason, you're never going to bother Aimee or Lilly again." Vincent placed his hand on Jason head and then concentrated. All the liquid water was forced from his body at once. He became a husk as he dried out. The problem was this happened with Aimee and Lilly in the Mercedes, door open.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 5:25 pm
Seth
Seth made it all the way home with Libby now in front of him. He had found it increasingly difficult to make turns with her barely in the seat behind him. So he switched and snuggled as close to her as possible and rode this way. She was on the bed, a comforter over her body and he realized she looked human like this. Quiet, content, relaxed. She was perfect and so human at the moment. Seth didn't want her to freak with him in the same bed as her, not after her revelation and change of mind. He never told her to stop being her, just to try something new. He didn't care if she fed off other people, didn't care if she maimed and killed. He just wanted her to be happy. Wanted her to know someone actually cared about her. Well that's how it was going to happen and so Seth kissed her forehead and then lay down on the pile of comforters that was his bed, hopefully for the last time. Wonder if she did it cause she was drunk.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 8:07 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee's hopes of ending the happy night on a high note were trounced when she spotted Jason and his crew coming up. Oh no... She thought that Vincent would be able to handle himself easily, but without revealing himself? Would Lilly understand? He said not to tell anyone... She did the only thing she could, and leaned forward, kissing Lilly, not like she usually did, but an actual, real-life, kiss-kiss. After a long moment of confusion and frigidness, Lilly responded, kissing Aimee back almost eagerly. When the fighting had finished, Aimee pulled back, grinning like a fool. That was even better then I thought it would be...
"What...what was that?"
Lilly sort of laughed and sat back in her seat; she had completely missed the fight behind her. Vincent's endorphins were still singing through her, making her much more receptive to Aimee.
"You just....you looked like you needed to kissed. Can I tell you a secret?"
"Always. You know you can."
Aimee took a deep breath. Here goes nothing.
"I love you, Lilly. I'm in love with you. I kind of have been, since, like, two weeks since I met you."
"You...what?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 5:18 pm
Vincent
Vincent had seen the kiss and he smiled wickedly. Thinking on your feet girl. Vincent kicked the corpse of Jason and it crumbled to dust. The six other guys ran in terror. Good, their story would make no sense and he left no evidence. He wasn't exactly human was he. Vincent walked into the parlor and thirty seconds left with three cones. He stopped just short of the car, listening to Lilly's disbelief. Come on, I know its there. You love her the same way. Dammit where was Libby when you needed her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2010 8:51 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
For the longest time, Lilly was silent, just kind of staring at Aimee. Aimee bite her lip gently and just couldn't stand it anymore. She had that sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that she'd just made the biggest mistake. Damn those meddling demons!
"Lillie-pad, say something. Anything."
"I, uh, I love you too, Aimee."
The words came out awkwardly, without any of the simple elegance that she normally had. Aimee breathed a silent sigh of relief, though when Lilly closed her eyes and leaned over to kiss Aimee; to be honest, Aimee thought it was the sweetest kiss she'd ever had.
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 11:00 pm
Vincent
Vincent was smiling wickedly, then composed himself and cleared his throat loudly. He could barely contain the mirth in his voice as he spoke.
"I believe that is my girlfriend whose lips you are presently kissing. Can't believe she would do that. Keep you all to herself. For shame." Vincent was really having to hold back, it was an effort.
'Well then that settles that. So now just let me you know when you get her in bed, and I'll a come a running.' Vincent chuckled merrily in the thought message to Aimee, keeping a straight face waiting for their replies.
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 11:20 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
When she heard Vincent's voice, Lilly jerked back from Aimee abruptly and flushed a deep red. Aimee wanted to stop Lilly, to reprimand Vincent for coming up right then. 'Wait, what?'
"I...I..."
No words were coming to Lilly; she latched onto the one normal sense of the scene.
"You got the ice cream? Did the stirr in the gummy worms?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 9:27 am
Vincent
Vincent chuckled again as he squatted down and handed Lilly her cone. After taking a lick of it, and then but on a mock revolted look.
"How do you eat that?" Vincent was barely containing his mirth about the whole situation.
"You know I was kidding Lilly, I don't care. I've kissed my share a boys. Long ago in the dark days of my sexual awakening. So don't worry." This was true in every sense of the phrase. Long ago when homosexuality was looked upon as a fetish, not a disease.
"So then, shall we retire to the dorm, I'll let you two spend some quality time together." The last part of his comment was seductive as he gave Aimee her cone and then slid into the driver's seat. It would be so nice when he didn't have hide his powers from Lilly. Only another four days, wait three days.
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Posted: Mon Jul 12, 2010 6:00 pm
Lillian "Lilly" Uckelman
Lily sounded defensive when she spoke; Aimee only smiled. It meant the girl was recovering herself slowly.
"Hey! It's good."
She blushed as she took her cone however, when he mentioned kissing boys. It was a...foreign thought to her; Lily had been around a time or two, but never with two guys. It sounded disgusting to her, to be honest. And totally not hot at all, despite what men think about women. Lilly settled back in her seat when Vincent pulled out of the parking lot. Beside her, Aimee contently licked her cone; after a spell, Lilly just couldn't handle the silence anymore.
"I haven't loved you for as long as you loved me. But pretty close. And I am certain I love you more then you love me."
She gave the bemused Aimee a crooked grin.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to tell you that I loved you, Aimee, that I fantasized you on a daily basis."
"If you love me so much, you should finished my ice cream."
Lilly laughed quietly.
"I don't love you that much. Do you know how hard I work on my figure?"
Aimee smiled at Lilly and rested her head on her shoulder; it was nearly four in the morning now, and she was tired. Lilly's arm snaked around Aimee's waist and held her like that, until Vincent dropped them off at their dorm building. Aimee had dozed off, and Lilly had to shake her gently to wake her back up.
"Aimee? We're home. Come on, let's get you back to bed."
Aimee only nodded and stumbled out of the car, her weight mostly on Lilly. Lilly turned back to Vincent who was leaning against the hood of the car, watching the two girls.
"Thank you very, very much for the dance tonight, Vincent. It was...magical."
She smiled and brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes.
"It's late; why don't you just spend the night? Crash on our couch, or in Aimee's bed, or something. I don't think she will mind much."
Truth be told, Aimee had fallen asleep again; silently, Lilly shook her head at her roommate. She never did have a head for these kinds of things.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 11:07 am
Vincent
Vincent smiled warmly and wrapped an arm around Aimee.
"I'll carry her, you two weigh nothing." Vincent chuckled as he picked up Aimee and carried her into the dorm, he was noiseless as he followed Lilly to their room and with practiced ease Aimee was not in her own bed, but Lilly's.
"Goodnight you two." Vincent kissed Aimee's forehead and then Lilly's and he lay down on the couch. A bead of water floated in Lilly's room as he watched them.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 6:26 pm
Lillian "Lilly" Uckelman
Lilly and Aimee both called out their farewells and blessings of sweet dreams to Vincent as he left them "alone." Lilly looked at Aimee, still fully dress, and totally hogging up the entire bed. With some prompting, she got the girl moving enough to change out of the tight mini and top into a loose tee-shirt and shorts before crawling back into the bed; after a quick change as well, Lilly joined Aimee. Within moments, she could feel Aimee falling back into sleep.
Reflectively, she lay beside her, with her arm thrown over her waist. Being that close to her, Lilly could feel the heat flowing off of her, the smell of Aimee's washed hair, her scent. She moved her left hand, so that it lay upon Aimee's stomach, under the cotton tee-shirt, letting it rest at the center of her tummy, right between her navel and her ribs; Lilly could feel the rise and fall of her breathing. Aimee shifted slightly at her touch and Lilly could feel her hairs brushing her ear as she nuzzled lightly against her.
She began to move her fingers lightly along Aimee's downy soft skin, up and down then in the smallest of circles, feeling the light hairs across her middle. Lilly reached to Aimee's right side, letting her fingers curl around her ribs, almost holding her to front, pressing her palm into her. With her free hand, she captured one of Aimee's hands, playing with her fingers gently. She let their hands slide along one another, rhythmically stroking their hands together. Lilly's fingers traced the center of her palm and up her wrist. She kept on touching her, stroking her wrists, tracing her arm to the elbow which crossed the center of her chest, between her breasts.
Lilly ran her finger along her arms, across Aimee's collarbone and down her arm again; she watch as Aimee reflexively lifted her chin when she touched her there. She let her hand drop onto Aimee's tee-shirt, onto the swell of her breast and opened her hand, squeezed her palms around her sweet, soft breast; squeezing her softly, Lilly could just feel Aimee's n****e tighten beneath the thin fabric, pressing into her palm. And still, Aimee did not stir.
Lilly began to trace small circles on her tummy once again, the circles gradually growing larger against Aimee's bare skin. She stoked across the softness of her center, beneath her ribs, within her hip bones, pressing and kneading, caressing; Aimee lay inert, still. Daring to cross under her shorts, Lilly traced the line of her panties, feeling them dip low between Aimee's hips, the top of which was at the very line of her mons pubis; she could even just feel the rise of her mound right at her inner thigh. Lilly could feel the soft hairs below her navel still above the panty line. And then back up to her navel again, drawing an odd little circle there, and tracing a line along her rib cage.
Lilly let her firm hand cross right over Aimee's panties, tracing the thin fabric, running her fingers over that thin cotton triangle, touching, pressing the down on that mound between her thighs, held lightly together. Lilly could feel the tangle of trimmed hair beneath, and she pressed my fingers onto the mound a little harder, massaging into the top beginnings of her c**t, feeling her reflexively open to her touch, holding her finger tips likely just above Aimee's clitoris, only the thin fabric separating her fingers from her most intimate place, that center of her erotic soul. Lilly smiled to herself, and stopped; her hand returned to it's "home" over her naval on her flat tummy. Another night...Lilly finally allowed herself to succumb to sleep, her head resting beside Aimee's, her nose buried in her sweet smelling hair.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 8:59 pm
Vincent
Vincent had watched it all and smiled knowingly. Took them long enough. That should be an interesting thing to watch. For now though his body ached for his nourishment. With unnatural speed he was gone from the dorm and moving up the hall to another room. He had technically baled on those girls, what they didn't know was he just wanted names. Vincent had never really intended to feast on them in the pool. They were in the same room. Obviously this was a benefit for their loser boyfriends. Even at four thirty they were up, still swearing at said boyfriends. Finally Vincent stepped into the room and realized he had made a good choice. Aimee and Lilly were stunning, even more so together. Natural beauties that appealed to his senses from Rome. These two were overdone whores. Perfect. The room was silenced with his unnatural powers as the two girls began to scream. Nothing came out.
Vincent was back on the couch of his ladies room, the two whores were dead. It would look like a suicide. He had slit one's wrist and sunk her in a bathtub. The other he had force fed a massive amount of alcohol and watched her choke on her vomit. It was seven in the morning and Vincent heard the sirens.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 9:29 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Aimee was awakened rudely at "zero-dark-thirty" by the sound of sirens and shouting men running through their building, off to one dorm or another. She opened one eye to check the time; it was five past seven, in the morning. She'd been asleep for three hours, after a night of partying.Someone better be ********> dead, to wake me up so soon! Aimee tried to roll over onto her stomach, but was stopped by arms. Lilly's arms to be precise.
She stared at them, trying to think back as to why they would be around her; they'd slept together in the same bed, of course, and had ended like this on more then one occasion, but usually when there was only one bed. All of a sudden, it hit her; Aimee groaned silently, trying to ignore the shouting outside. Vincent had been right; he was never going to let her live it down. 'Vincent, I ******** hate you right now.'
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 10:37 pm
Vincent
He chuckled as boots stomped past their room. He had a bead of water watching it all and laughed at the horrified people. They couldn't rationalize why a girl who abhorred drinking was dead from alcohol poisoning and why a good christian had committed suicide. Vincent had found out the girl he had slit her wrist, was a virgin, wearing a purity bracelet and just acted slutty to be liked. Well that wouldn't due. The one he had force fed liquor was an opium fiend. That also wouldn't due. Vincent hated hypocrites, even though he was one.
'Why is that love. Cause I proved you wrong, I helped you admit your feelings and that you are happy about that. Or cause you don't want to live up to your end of the bargain. Don't worry, Lilly won't mind. Anyway, after Saturday she'll know the truth about me, I'll make the oath to protect her as I would you if she wore the ring and you two will be happy. Win win love.' Vincent got up opened the fridge and began pulling out stuff to cook breakfast with.
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