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 Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 10:25 pm
Zell laughed free & warm. Yeah. Maybe they would at that. But meals weren't always regulated and everyone was usually in and out at so many different intervals that it wouldn't matter. Besides... Zell wasn't about to tell her that he suspected they had missed most of breakfast anyway. Even for them to show up late would be suspect if anyone wanted to suspect them. He was still chuckling as he nodded about spiffy being a good thing, distracted by seeing her delectable body... aw man...
A single nod at the start of Maryline's question, eyes succeeding more than trying to stay on her eyes. Beneath candlelight was different than bathroom lights. Zell so wanted to see the difference... but there was time. Turning from the door he strode casually to the tub, plugging the drain & turning on the taps. Zell knelt at the side of the tub, backside to the closed toilet to give Maryline that much more privacy, as he tested the temperature of the water coming out of the tap until he was satisfied.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 10:39 pm
>>Safe to say, moment the door clicked shut, she was working too. She sat down, crossing her legs before flicking her golden hair over a shoulder to go cascading down her front. The female got down then to quickly combing through its tangled, sorry mess with her fingers. If zells hair was mussed up, hers was frightening with its length. It didn't take long for her to do all she could with the helpless thing, truly needing a brush. She stood and flushed, taking the entirety of her hair and quickly twisting it before letting go again so it was somewhat neat and tidy over her shoulder. Not like he would still be out there. Of course not. They weren't seriously going to take a bath together, the notion itself was rediculous! She opened the door and stepped out. Or not<< ...finished
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 5:33 am
At the sound of the door opening dark tipped moomba ears flicked but the man didn't move until the sound of her voice, leaning back on his heals and turning his head to look over his shoulder at her with a warm and loving smile. The skin of his back was red lined & slightly puckering in places where her nails had scratched him, but Zell didn't seem to notice. His eyes lit up at the sight of her... then glazed, taking in the sight of her. Eyes automatically scanning her body from head to dainty toe. Zell had to catch his breath, quickly pulling himself together. His smile broadened as he did so, as if laughing at himself and with a few blinks his glazed look cleared and he smoothly went to stand. "Hey. Cool. Wanna check the temp 'case I set it too warm or something before ya get in?" Zell's grin all hers again. There was a slight breathlessness to his speech, a glimmer of more than appreciation for the vision before him in Zell's hazel-blue eyes. But after the first moment, his eyes remained upon her heart shaped face lovingly. "Still time to adjust it some 'for it's all the way full."
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 7:42 am
>>A slow and steady blush appeared on her face as she noticed the male begin to stare. But she didn't continue to think long enough to actually do anything about it, her eyes moving down his back, down the long red lines that marred it. What in the name...She lightly frowned, just catching the very last sentence. Adjust it? Oh, the water. Adjust the water. She nodded and slowly walked towards him, a hand half raising. The female stopped right infront of him and lightly touched his arm, a worried, comforting action that went even before they were an item<< Yes...in...a moment. >>Her frown deepened a fraction, brilliant blue eyes moving from his upper arm to his face<< Did you...scratch yourself on the bedposts? >>Why did she have the twisting feeling in her stomach, that it was by no bedpost<<
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 4:35 pm
Zell turned his body to fully face her as he felt her hand on his arm. So familiar. So comforting. So comforting in how familiar it was. Hazel-blue eyes went tender at Maryline's clear concern. The hand of the arm she touched alighted upon her waist and the other went up to cup her cheek. A silly smile was on his face, slightly mischievous as Zell chuckling shook his head. "What? Like rub against 'em like a tree like that bear in the jungle movie Theron watches?" A teasing laugh and another shake of his head, thumb lightly caressing her cheek. "Naw. Don't think I touched them all night, 'Line."
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 2:29 am
>>Blank. What was a movie? Nevermatter. The female deeply blushed, a half and half between the hand on her bare waist and the memory of her nails. The hand on his upper arm fanned out slightly to lightly grip it, eyes widening a fraction as she looked up at him. Of course, ever darkening<< Ah. >>She was oblivious in bed wasn't she?<< You...have my...deepest apologies, I...I mean... >>Blush. Yeah...<<
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 2:43 am
"Don't, 'Line..." Tenor voice murmured tender and low, hazel-blue eyes soft as Zell leaned in to kiss her with gentle feeling. "Just scratches. Nothin' to 'pologize for. Would I'd've enjoyed gettin' other injuries half as much as this." His voice was getting husky. Okay... this had to stop. They needed food... they needed a bath... and as much as Zell knew everything he was was always Maryline's -they weren't married or 'mated' or anything that might grant them a honeymoon-eske time period so he wasn't about to start one on her. Thumbs lightly brushed her skin. Another kiss, this one softer and Zell pulled back with a crooked but loving smile. "Talk more 'bout it when I get back, kay?" A light peck to her cheek, lingering withdrawal of his hands... and the SeeD fair scooted to the toilet before she could get a bigger rise out of him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 3:20 am
I can... >>Her head tilted up slightly to accept and return his sweet kiss, a very warm feeling condensing itself in her chest. Like Seaon Wine<< if I wish to. >>She finished softly, eyes somehow half lidded again, her body now shifting a bit closer to his<< You hardly like to mark me as it is. >>The now nonexistant bitemarks...It all seemed so long ago. Her hand tightened on his arm slightly as she gracefully accepted the soft kiss, gently nuzzling his nose before their lips touched. And then he was pulling away again, like a shot of Seaon Wine instead of a full glass. Tease. Maryline stepped back with a subtle nod, letting her hand slip from him at last. Wait. Talk more about it? Her eyes widened. Curse that man and the spells he wove about her! Sighing lightly, she moved to sit down on the edge of the bathtub, one hand reaching down to lightly touch the waters surface with the tips of her fingers. Could be a touch hotter, but sufficiant, the water already practicly steaming. Unconciously her mouth turned in a smile as her fingers gently swirled the waters. Whenever the servants had tried to surprise her by having a bath ready for her before she had the chance to make it, they never got the temperature exactly right. Her Zell knew her all too well<<
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 2:46 pm
It had been sheer torture to step away... but those calls of his body needed to be stilled, other needs needing to be seen to first. Soon as he was finished Zell trotted back out, grinning to see Maryline sitting by the side of the bath with her finger's swirling the waters. It turned silly, realizing he was turning romantic and poetical at the sight. Like a water nymph... his princess. Coming to her side Zell sat beside her. Leaning around her he rested one arm beside her to hold himself up, just not touching her until touching his cheek to her hair. "So's it okay?" He murmured gently. Then he reached with his other hand to touch her hair, pausing in stroking it to hold tangle between his fingers and study it. Marveling. "Comb or brush?" Hazel-blue eyes glanced around the room. "Where? Gott get these tangles out for ya..."
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 8:22 pm
>>She lightly hummed to herself as she swirled the waters, half pondering slipping in before Zell got out and-too late. Her eyes flicked slightly as she just resisted looking at him as the door swung open<< Et en terra pox...pox hominibus...pox....pox...pox...pox...pox hominibus. >>The hand in the water lifted to lightly flick the male with little droplets as she felt his head on her hand<< Near perfection >>Her voice held trace amounts of a musical quality from the latin song. She reached back a little more to stroke his other cheek<< Brush is on the sink counter... >>Get these tangles out for ya...for ya...for<< You want to brush my hair? >>The musical quality was replaced with surprise. She hardly let her servants brush her hair! And he was certainly above servant status<<
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 8:50 pm
Laughing Zell play recoiled a little from the flicked droplets, hazel-blue eyes dancing. She was... almost singing. And not on the other side of a door. Another smile at her hand on his cheek. Counter. Right. Mentally Zell started convincing himself to move and fetch it, that moment of pause enough for her question. Hazel-blue eyes crinkled as his smile grew, hand slipping from her hair to hold hers on his cheek in place. Kind of. He turned his face to lightly kiss her fingers, chuckling lightly. "Talked about that already, didn't we?" His tenor voice soft and surprisingly serious even with the hint of laughter behind it. Zell referred to the night they spent in the Secret Area of the training grounds... when he was removed of her 'employ' officially. "But yeah... If ya'll let me. Love your hair 'Line. Love everything 'bout you."
Lips brushed her fingers lightly then releasing her hand Zell kissed her cheek before standing to fetch the brush from the counter. Ah. There it was. Now he could see it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 2:50 am
Hardly makes it any less bizare, dear love. Such as... >>him saying she was beautiful. She stopped that comment right quick, leaning slightly against the males shoulder. Mujaki disliked it whenever she let things like that slip, she couldn't imagine what Zell would do<< eating hotdogs with a fork and knife. >>She slipped in instead, recalling how shocked he was at hearing that suggestion, and then refuting it by saying it wasn't fun. Her fingertips lightly traced his lips before she felt him shift, and she quickly moved her weight forwards again as he stood, at last letting her bright blue eyes flick to his form...Waist up certainly enough, but she hadn't seen him in the light either, and her gaze bobbed slightly as it battled modesty<< I...see little reason not to, granted if you truly wish to. >>The red marks on his back certainly looked evil to her<<
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 7:39 am
It was harder to leave her once feeling the gentle weight of her head even lightly on his shoulder. An internal battle not to pull Maryline's slight form into his arms... Not to mention resisting kissing her...
Zell chuckled, eyes twinkling as he made his way around the tub to the brush. "Can't even imagine ya eatin' a hotdog the way I do anymore, 'Line. Don't wanna. S'cool we're different." Grabbing the brush Zell turned, sitting by the side of the tub with his legs dangling in the water a moment before slipping in. He moved with all the casualness as if he had his clothes still on -or swimtrunks at the very least. Well, at least those actions he could control. In the water Zell gained a happy, dreamy look to his hazel-blue eyes as he made his way through the water to Maryline. "Yeah. Yeah, I truly wish to."
He sat beside her then gently encouraged her into his lap, tenderly moving her hair to the side so Maryline could lean against his chest while he brushed her hair. He didn't quite hide the flicker of a wince in his eyes as the hot water touched the thin scratches and welts on his back though he tried. It was one of those good/bad feelings where it felt both good and bad. The bad faded quicker and Zell sighed happily. With a sheepish smile he brushed his lips to Maryline's cheek. "Your lips... are far too tempting." The SeeD murmured a bit huskily before drawing back with a playful grin, eyes sparkling with love, to set to the delightful task of brushing Maryline's golden hair. Since that first time, he had paid close attention to any time he caught sight of either of the Seifer's combing or brushing their Rune's hair so he had a better sense of how to do it now. And even more of a desire to.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 1:13 pm
>>At that, she lightly smiled, feeling a flush of warmth as she watched him move around the tub<< So you never think of me doing anything like that? >>Down the red lines...her eyes snapped up from his waist as he turned around, offering a wide innocent smile<< eating with my hands...wrestling in the rain...jumping on random bits of furniture... >>She slowly turned on the rim of the tub to delicately slip her feet into the water. Then ever so gently lower them to have the hot waters slip up her legs until her feet touched the bottom. Now she was deeply blushing again, more reluctant to just plop onto his lap as her sleepy mind was fully awake once more. Her eyes focused on the males, the smile from before gone. And slowly, oh so slowly, she reached out and placed a hand onto his shoulder before she let the water slip up her body as she lowered herself from the rim of the tub into-onto his lap. She winced as he did, feeling a pang of guilt. At least his mark on her didn't hurt unless prodded. And was smaller. She shifted against him, slowly situating her back against his chest, ever mindful of his most sensitive object and her delicate wings. Then the soft wisping of his lips on cheek...That was it. Hand still on his shoulder, the other rose to still the brush, still in mid-stroke of its first path down<< Tease >>She lifted her head up and to the side to fully claim the males lips, going for her first deep kiss of the day<<
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 1:53 pm
With her hands, maybe. But not the way he usually ate hotdogs: cramming them down so fast one would think he was inhaling them. Hence the teasing of his like for the specific hotdogs, done a specific way -- how'd he taste them anyway?
But wrestling in the rain? Hmm... maybe not wrestling... but dancing... yeah. Zell could imagine that. Or making out or... whoa. Down boy. Time to think about jumping on furniture. Nice and innocent.
Hyne she was beautiful when she blushed. Her loss of smile did not go unnoticed but any worry of that was set aside as she did indeed sit upon his lap. Zell looked up from her hair with slightly widened eyes that she stopped him in time to see Maryline turn her head. "Line..." The half passioned, half hesitant murmur of her name was all Zell managed to get out before their lips joined. Shuddering he gave himself up into the kiss, one arm encircling Maryline's slender body and holding her to him. In his chest his heart started racing all over again. Far far too tempting, as he had said. Concentrating on not running his hands across her skin...
Too tempting. Like it always seemed to be where Maryline was concerned -he could resist once, maybe twice on his own but as soon as his princess showed she wanted it too... Zell was more than happy to give in. Her name resounding in his head & heart as in their kiss he sought out the recesses of her mouth with a soft sigh-like moan of happiness.
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