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 Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 2:45 pm
Drugged. He was drugged. Eyes blinked slightly back open after the sweetness of the kiss. Wha? Patience? Huh? Why? Somehow he managed to pay attention to Maryline's directions -probably because he wanted to wash her hair himself so. His hands slid up her back, not intentionally sensual but not wanting to release hold on her skin as he reached for her hair. Barely a touch to the plait... "Not... fi... "
Zell didn't get the chance to finish himself, not realizing in his drugged-on-love -&-Maryline state that her hands were back on his head for anything other than more massaging little rubs until it was too late. Hazel-blue eyes went wide, closing the second he was pushed under. The fistfighter came back up seconds later spluttering water and coughing. And grinning. Hyne... he was so damn proud of her. Left hand gripping her shoulders, right on her posterior, Zell clasped the princess to him as he aimed his coughing at their chests. Damn. Had to breathe again so he could kiss the daylight outta her for that. Hotdamn, he loved this woman!
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 7:38 pm
>>So sweet, so trusting...dunk! Her smile broadened, and her hands slid to his chest as he popped up again. The female though, at least had the decency to have a thread of concern flick in her eyes. But he was grinning...<< Are you alright? >>She spoke softly, though her smile was broad. Her hands slipped up to his shoulders to gently rub them once. Perhaps if she was lucky...later she could hint him to giving her a massage. A faint blush. Perhaps. Later. She shifted slightly, still getting used to someone touching her posterior, in any manner, and lightly kissed his forehead<< If I am rushed, you get dunked.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 8:33 pm
Choking, laughing, Zell nodded -he was all right. Short blonde hair fell in wet strands down his head. Blonde drenched rat. The SeeD gave a small groan of pleasure at the light rub, rotating his shoulders slightly to greater spread the benefits. Massage? If Maryline had to she could hint... more difficult would be keeping Zell from offering in front of others. The fistfighter was eager to give his princess a massage -and now she had no excuse not to let him.
Zell lifted his head after the forehead kiss and waggled his brows at her. "s'that it?" A bit more and he was capturing her lips now that he could breathe again. His hands now both on her back again. He didn't rush her, loving her through their lips. A bit of passion, a lot of love, and quite playful.
When he pulled back to breath Zell was beaming. "A'right... no rush" Wink.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 9:05 pm
It is. >>She smiled into the kiss, her hands stilling as his hands moved onto her back. Sweet and gentle, she returned it, matching passion for passion and love with love...as for the playful, that was the dunk. Her head slightly tilted up as he pulled back, stretching for the warmth and comfort moreso then the actual concept<< Why do I now feel as though I have made an hour bath into two?
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 10:16 pm
Laughing Zell quickly kissed her again. "If we're not careful... could take all day." He was teasing, but there was a hint behind the laughing tone that implied the enamored man would find himself hard pressed to be completely against the notion. Breathe in. Breathe out. Soft kiss. "Especially if ya don't want me rushin' ya." Laughingly said between kisses, eyes twinkling. "Still... gotta eat sometime. But don't lemme rush ya." Pure mischief.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 7:07 am
Best be careful then >>She softly returned his kisses, each one a fraction warmer then the one before. Of course though, she was being good. Completly, the model woman...who somehow was guided into the idea of sharing a bath<< We need all the energy we can get, concidering we refrained from eating last night. >>Complete innocence<<
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 7:43 am
Guided into sharing a bath, but straddling the young man she shared it with all on her own. It just made sense to Zell to share a bath after what they had shared. They had already been more intimate, why waste time? This wasn't wasting time, though it was taking longer than Zell might have originally expected. No complaints. Not one. His hands slipped up and down her back, wetting her skin down, feeling the silken smoothness.
Thanks to the energetic fistfighter's seemingly endless reserves of energy... energy was not the problem. But Zell was hungry, and he knew his princess had to be. "There ever been a moment I've not been careful with you, 'Line?" Spoken soft & sweet, tenderness both in tone & eyes just before he kissed her again -lingering sweetly but still rather short. Needing a taste of her but careful not to get drunk. Zell reached for the soap and pulled it against her back, lathering as he caressed her skin. They were supposed to be taking a bath. Couldn't have them both showing up out of the room as wrinkled prunes together -not if Maryline was worried about what anyone might think. "So what weren't you finished again?" A little dreamily Zell smiled, dropping a kiss on her cheek.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 8:06 am
>>As it was...She would be hardpressed to deny that this wasn't completely on her own will as well. Though...it was obvious, that now it was going to be hard to keep from slipping into something...like this. Or worse. Concidering they had left on the note to talk about going further later. She had a question to ask Zell now...but not an inkling on when to say it<< I know, I swear you must think me made of porcelin >>That smile flicked back on her lips, small but loving as she lightly nuzzled their noses. She reached behind and to the side of the fistfighter, taking hold of the conditioner<< Why...washing your hair of course >>she moved her arms forwards enough to rest her elbows on his shoulders as the male gently rubbed her back, unwittingly soap. And popped the bottle open to squeeze a bit onto a hand<<
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 10:00 am
"Naw... special kinda spun-glass. Right?" That wink. Loving touching noses with her like that, hazel-blue eyes crinkling happily. Zell of course had no idea there was something more on Maryline's mind. He was trying to be good. They needed to finish... to eat... and dammit... if he listened to his body there was the problem that certain little packets were on the bedside table...
"Huh?" Blink. Conditioner? Ohno... Zell's eyes rolled back in his head again, hands washing her back in less than a sensual caress but more than simply washing her back. Shoulders, arms, back down to her posterior & across her legs.
((present day? maybe?))
There was a faint pop of a wizard apparating over the empty field near Solstice's cottage. A tall, almost gangly red-head with owl wings wearing brick red robes and horned-rimmed glasses stood almost painfully stiff in the very early morning light. "Lumos" He whispered softly though he had no need to speak the spell aloud, the tip of his wand starting to glow a bright light. He crouched then, meticulously going over the ground in a very basic search. Signs of battle had long since left this area, months after the attack. Nodding to himself, Percy Weasley left the clearing. He walked now an invisible & almost imperceivable 'barrier' -a highly intricate mesh of magic, psyonics, & technology. Only because he knew what to look for and had come specifically to check on it -and otherwise survey to see that no one who should not be was in the area- did Percy know what he was looking for and how to see it. Dark eyes peered through his glasses at the weave. Turning off his wand he poked at a spot in the weave & muttered a special spell. Oh the Ministry would probably have a field-day with them...
'Reading' the barrier Percy lightly shook his head. There was no Ministry here. Why, they'd not even seen any of the others from the world they knew though he had noticed records at the tower of some of them being here as well. Cross-breeds like his siblings and him. Which in itself was something the old Ministry would have frowned upon. The thought brought another shake of his red head. Well... the Ministry was likely to be overhauled anyway. Besides... it was nice here. Odd of course, not knowing how Mum & Dad & the others were... but at least all his siblings were here. Unscathed. A miracle really: Bill's face not marked by Greyback's attack & the twins...
An odd smile curled the corners of the wizard's usually straight and tight lips. He never would have thought, growing up or even at Hogwarts he would be happy to think of Fred & George being back to normal & full of mischief as ever. There was a sadness to it too, unable as the twins were to as easily not think about what had happened. Yes... things were different, but there were certainly good things that could not be denied.
Even if the rest was completely bizarre. Like this barrier.
A nod. Everything seemed to be in order. Good.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 8:12 pm
Which happens to be porcelin? >>her hands found his head, fingers spreading through his hair again to gently massage his scalp. Sweet...too sweet...too tempting. She lightly kissed his lips as his hands slid down her back, shifting slightly to allow his hands to go over her behind. Later. After the bath. Surely that would be a better time? The slick conditioner made her hands feel oily as she worked, though now suds weren't running down his head as with the shampoo. Her legs uncrossed and moved to either side of him to lift her up and scootch back an inch so he could reach her stomach. And so she was a bit taller to see his head more<<
>>Way up high, Anon flew up against the crystaline sky, the wind playing with her hair and white dress. She was coming from Lucifers...however, as with the last few times, he wasn't around. Where had he run off to? A pang of sadness, her mind quickly conselling itself by thinking him simply busy. They just kept missing eachother. That was all...that was... A flicker of light caught her eye below and she stopped, beating her midnight wings slowly to keep her airbourne. A magic usar...in the place the enemy last was. This...wasn't good. Quick a glance at the cottage, she took a deep breath and sharply angled forwards to shoot towards the ground with alarming speed, her wings tucking in. Almost...almost...almost...her wings snapped out as her back arched, sending her parallel to the ground just ten feet below. The female let her bare feet touch the frozen dirt below, and jogged a little to go with the momentum before pulling her wings in fully. The male was no more then thirty feet away. She didn't turn her head, she didn't look at him, only stared out in the forest ahead<< You have ten seconds to explain why you're here. One.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 9:05 am
"mmm?" He teased with a grin, happily kissing those lips. Oh yeah... Zell could definitely get used to this. Was so easy to slip into... just made sense. On some strange level. Washing belly as it was made available to him then carefully soaping up the rest of her torso, only lingering a moment longer than perhaps he needed with a soft smile and grin as if to say 'later' --he'd be good for now.
Even thirty feet away the wizard recognized her -vaguely- by the descriptions. He carefully lowered his wand. Anon. Was she... barefoot? In the snow??
A red brow arched. 10 seconds? And how much had he used contemplating that? "It's my turn to check the shields for breech or instability." A slight and stiff bow. "Percy Weasley, Miss Anon."
It would SO be a matter for Muggle Affairs... if there were a Ministry. It was still difficult to conceive that non-wizarding folk knew about them. But then... it was still difficult living with an extra Ginny & the twins of different species... way too much there to think about. The corner of his mouth twitched as if the wizard was trying to offer Anon a reassuring smile.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 11:56 am
>>Her slender eyebrowed raised slightly at his promising grin, her lips parting in a mix of chagrin, surprise, and curiosity. What could he possibly be thinking of? Slowly her hands slipped from his head and into the water, rubbing the conditioner off. Better question. Would he fall for the same trick twice? Her body was almost covered in soap...Her hands rose to push against his chest as her lips found his again, having the both of them fall beneath the surface<<
>>Perhaps a lack of insight on her behalf, but that was to be seen later. As it was, she listened...and grimanced. One of Zells people. She turned her head, arms stretching above her head in a carefree manner now<< Already knowing my name takes all the fun out of it. Her arms lowered to her side as she began to walk towards the male, snow incompasing one forth of her leg<< So is everything checking ou-WT! >>She suddenly dropped a foot, the snow breaking under her weight to go all the way to the top of her knees. The female tightly closed her eyes and swallowed<< ...cold.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 1:04 pm
Heh heh. Like he was gonna tell her. Zell's eyes crinkled at her reaction, very tempted to kiss those parted lips. Not that he had to wait long, eyes closing at the touch of her hands to his chest and her lips to his. Pushing? Well if that's how it was to be... Zell encircled her in his arms as he slid back into the water, stomach muscles making it an easy descent for the both of them. Lips never leaving hers Zell opened one eye underwater to watch her golden hair fan out like a close ceiling above them & smiled into the kiss. Who would have guessed baths could be so much fun?
Before they could get out of breath Zell sat them back upright, one hand trailing Maryline's body to make sure the soap was rinsed off. He still needed to wash her legs... Soon enough. Zell had golden hair to shampoo Setting the soap to the side Zell toss-picked up the shampoo bottle and squeezed a fair sized dollop into his palm -much more than he would use on his own hair. Then with a grin Zell demonstrated just how well he could pay attention when he wanted to by duplicating Maryline's hair washing with the conditioner. "Ya know... I think I'm rubbing off on ya, woman princess. You're getting sneaky." Teasing. Proud. With a big huge grin on his face.
Knowing her name took the fun out of what? Percy frowned lightly, simply not really getting what 'fun' could be had from a simple meeting just because names were not known. The eyes behind his glassed went wide and worried as the black winged angel fell into a deep place in the snow. A 'what do I do now?' look flashed behind his horn-rimmed glasses just before the red-head pushed them forcibly higher onto his nose. Thin shoulders straightened and spreading his wings the owl anthro gave a push with them becoming airborne and then landing beside the sunken female. The snow did not quite reach his knees, but then he was a bit taller at least than anon. Without a word his outer robe was off, going around the girl as he lifted her into his arms stiffly. "It's fine. No signs of attempted entry or needing repairs." His voice was no nonsense. Not exactly cold, but that of one liking to follow rules and order and logic. Speaking of which. "You should have boots on if you're going to walk in the snow." The HeadBoy talking to a first year. Not really belittling, but sternly disappointed laced with concern.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 1:26 pm
>>As her hair fanned into the water, sheilding the light, her hands reached for his hair once more to comb through. Then back up, eyes flicking open to look at the males dripping face. She reached forwards to lightly wipe his cheek with her fingers, head bowing as the males hands found her hair<< Perhaps if I beat you to the surprises, I shall be less likely to have them sprung by you. >>A flick of a smile before she closed her eyes again, her body relaxing as she gave into his fingers. Arigon...he was right...it was wonderous<<
>>Unbeknowest to the fallen angel, the male lifted into the air as she began to try her best at picking her legs to the firmer line of snow she was before. Cold. Really, really, really cold. Her eyes flicked open at the light crunch of ice, deep emerald pools as they locked onto the male. She barely opened her mouth before he swooped her up into his arms, bringing those emerald eyes wide. What. The. Hell? Was he reprimanding her? It was all the girl could do to stare at him in silent awe and confusion. Just a moment though, just one moment<< And you should inform someone at the cottage with the communicators before dropping in. Solstice would have attacked on spot if she saw, no questions asked. >>Hey...the robe was actually pretty warm. Nice<<
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 2:30 pm
"Naw... I'll just have to come up with better ones." Hazel-blue eyes twinkled, the male looking up to the challenge. Quite excited by the prospect too. Then Zell was smiling differently as he watched her relax, elbows coming around to catch her shoulders should Maryline relax too much. "Dang. 'Line. So good to see ya relaxing." Murmured tenderly as he worked the shampoo carefully through her hair with his fingers. "I'm sooo gettin' ya in a hottub next time you're tense. And a backrub. Naw... full massage if I've gotcha alone. Can go all romantic and get vanilla scented oils or something..." He was rambling softly, just speaking as the thoughts came to him as he leaned in until his mouth was very near Maryline's ear. He might be overdoing seeing that the shampoo was all the way through, dreamily watching her hair in between his fingers. Blink. Blink. Right.... rinse and condition. Very gently Zell eased Maryline onto her back, one hand holding her back up, the other continuing its motions in her hair but now to rinse the shampoo out.
Notify muggles that they were... oh wait. Blink. Yes. Old way of thinking had to be adjusted. Really. Was he the only one having this much difficulty with the notion. Percy peered down his nose through his glasses at her looking very much like he wanted to cough into his fist or at the very least nervously push his glasses back up his nose (though they did not need it). "Yes, well... we're not supposed to interfere in your daily lives and all." A faint blush reddened his cheeks and he looked abashed. "I'll speak with Seifer about a new policy of announcing our surveys. Will that suffice?" Of all the times they had checked on the house, he had been spotted. Rotten luck. His siblings were never going to let him live it down. Tucking his robe better around her ankles for warmth Percy started to trudge through the snow towards her house. He seemed to have momentarily (again) forgotten his wings, which were now draped over his shoulders like a warm feathery cloak. The wizard seemed entirely out of his element, as if not sure what to do with the girl now he had picked her up. Hence taking her to her home: it was the only logical idea. "Why don't you have footwear on in this weather anyway?"
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