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 Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 12:50 am
<3 T A K E M E A S I A M <3   Almost breaking her pencil in half, Bethany listened and felt a huge sigh of relief escaping her partly open lips since the sensation to throw the candy away was over powered by her love for cherry flavored things. Had it been anything it would have gone in the trash with the rest of the things she hated to eat. Candy wasn't her favorite thing to snack on, however, cherry candy of any kind was a joy no matter where it was from.
Bethany pulled herself away from her drawings. It was best to save them for later, Allister was trying, and though it looked as though he was failing miserably, it was best to put forth the effort as well. There was a giant room, hundreds of places to sit and thousands of people to converse with. And here he was, beside her, trying to strike up whatever conversation they could possibly have, if they found enough things to talk about, that it. Since both were silent, it might be a whole lot of nothingness passed between looks and body shifts. Bethany was great at that silent bull crap she often found herself locked away with, but maybe with Allister it was a good time to try something different.
"Bethany is my name." She began trying to find words that seemed worthy for this conversation, she was meeting a celebrity after all. In her mind, her eyes rolled at herself and her mannerisms, but she smiled lightly. Her sketch book found it's way to her side in the other vacant seat and her pencil back into her curly mess of raven hair. "You however can call me Beth, if you want too. All my friends do." She lied, but she preferred that name over the other. Why was she telling him this? Bethany had been staring off into nothingness yet again and decided it was a good time as any to Atleast look at the guy. Again, he was making the effort...
Sighing deeply, Bethany turned in Allister's direction and her eyes opened to their normal fullness. It was said that Bethany had great doe eyes, though she had no idea what they were talking about. Eyes were eyes. There he was, sitting beside her, smiling partly, partly displaying every emotion a human being could, and without looking stupid either. He was the prettiest thing she had ever seen. So it was true that Hollywood was as glorious as it looked on TV. Bethany felt like trash in his presence, but it was not her decision to make him follow her. It was his own. "Listen. I should apologize as well. I am not usually... well, no, that is a lie. I am usually this much of a pain in the butt, but I don't mean to be. It just sorta, happens you know?" Her eyes seemed to sadden at this notion as her mind trailed off to all the wrong doings that had been done to her. Especially by her father, though she was not on terms to explain that to this stranger, perhaps in time.
It was then that she began to laugh, just only slightly. Nothing to alarm one's self over. "I am sorry. I don't really know what to do. Or better yet what to say. Everyone is kind of staring at you in a way. Doesn't that make you feel uncomfortable?" The all American girl wanted to pound all of their faces in for staring, but that would only cause trouble in the long run, of which she did not need in her life. It was already hectic or not. "I am sorry, I don't have a right to ask. But..." Oh great! Now what is she suppose to say. Her heart was racing faster like a small animal pinned into a corner only seconds from it's own demise. "Do you like..." Think Think Think! "Art?" Bethany held out her sketch book, thank goodness it was there, and to the drawing she had made of a mountain side with her sitting on a rock all by her lonesome. It was lovely, one of her favorites
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 1:21 am
 There was a time when Allister used to be happy, there was a special person back then though. A girl whom he felt a strong connection with.
This girl Bethany was much like her, not in looks, but in the way she acted towards him, as if he were just another person on the street. Someone normal. Not the twisted, mutilated, joke of an idol all of those gawking fans thought of him as.
He smiled, and pushed a lock of hair behind his ear, god, he would need to get that cut soon, it could really be a problem in the future.
How did she get him to smile so much, in the three minutes or so they had talked, or, not talked, she made him smile more than twenty times. Maybe it was her gentle disposition, she seemed so sad, yet, so happy and gentle at the same time.
"A pain in the butt? are you serious?", he asked mockingly, he didn't think of her in that way at all. In fact, for him to think that, would mean that he was just a pain in the...well, you get the point. He whispered something along the lines of, "if your a pain, then let god strike me down now". Why was he being so quiet? There wasn't anyone particularly close enough to listen in to their conversation. Then why? He brushed it off and smiled again at her, for, like, the millionth time.
For a second, he thought about what she had said, 'You however can call me Beth, if you want to. All my friends do', was he her friend already? That was fast. He thought making friends was a more complicated and long chain of events. Then he thought back to elementary school, making a friend consisted of walking up and saying, "want to be my best friend?". Maybe life didn't get as complicated when you grow up as he had previously thought. Again, he found himself holding back laughter.
Art? yeah, he liked it well and all, but he had never been asked before. He looked down at the picture, his eyes shot open, he didn't know what to say. "Wow...", was all he could form at the moment. 'Dude, you say that and leave it at that and she'll think you don't like it! she'll think you think it's ugly or something! Just tell her the truth!' his mind screamed. Why did his mind's voice sound like an eighteen year old skateboarding stoner? He pushed that away and laughed a bit.
"Wow...Bethany..that...is beautiful...", he said barely above a whisper, "but, why does that person look so sad?", he asked in a more audible tone, and a very gentle one to be more accurate.
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 5:24 pm
<3 T A K E M E A S I A M <3 "You see it sad too huh?" Bethany turned the piece so her eyes could gaze upon it once more, as if she hadn't a million times before. As if perhaps this time it would be different, some invisible hand changing the premise without her approval. But there it was, mountain, Beth, and all. It was hard to recall just when she drew the piece but she knew it was around the time they had come back from the manor. There were many things that it represented but there was never a time where her idea of it did not change. One day it might be her own desires for solitude, some her melancholy, others her awakening, but it never changed the fact that Bethany felt more alone now than she did before the manor incident.
"Most people think it represents divinity. Like, the whole Mona Lisa thing. I don't much see that." Bethany paused, then looked back up at Allister, smiling gently as he had. "Thanks." She said, and dropped the book back into her bag. Her eyes relayed over the heads of all the strange people walking back and forth. Some of them on cell phones, the others talking amongst themselves, whatever they were doing, it was certainly not something that she wanted to be doing. " s'arrêter sembler vous stupide ********. " Bethany growled, only audible for Allister's ears, though she really doubt he spoke the language.
Bethany returned the cherry goodness to her mouth and took in the flavor once more, still eyeing the crazies that couldn't stop staring at her. It didn't help the fact that she was staring at them first. "So... That girl your girlfriend or something?" Bethany looked off into the distance as if searching for the reason she would be asking such a question. "Sorry. Not only am I a pain in the butt, but I am somewhat...nosey? Not really. But, I do like to know. I am flirtatious by nature. I mean nothing by it, but I don't want any cat fights." Bethany winked at Allister and continued her happy little chore of lollipop eating.
" il coutume élasticité vous une merde signature! Vous stupide vache! " Before a woman with pen in hand could make her way towards the pair, Bethany shouted at her, the woman scowling at her as if she was satan herself, and angrily walked away. "Sorry about that. I shouldn't have done that." Bethany sighed at herself, and took a quick look at Allister with innocence in her eyes... Innocence, right...
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 5:33 pm
 Hunter smiled down at her, careful not to reveal his... matter of attention to her. He never thought he would want someone as much as he wanted this woman before him right now, but it was a feeling he accepted no matter how it made his body react in such an embarrassing way. "I love you more Robin." He said before kissing her more passionatly than before, and broke it just after. "My tounge ring? Remove it? I think not beautiful lady, I should get another if that is the case." Hunter winked seductively and found it easy to manuever her back to the ground, her feet touching down first.
"You are right. I am going to make the living love hell out of you, I'd rather it be upon something I can break without having to pay for it." Hunter took Robin's hand in his own and lead her towards the door, but could not bring himself to unlock it just yet. "Wait..." Hunter retrieved the tiny chain that held her two stones. Moving her hair he clasped it back together and stole a kiss from that barren flesh before returning his gaze to her once more. "That's better." With that, Hunter unlocked the door and allowed her to leave first.
"Hey. I am sorry I did not tell you. Just know this, I will be working to pay the infraction in any way you deem worthy." He stroked her face gently with the back of his hand. "ANY way you deem worthy love. But of course I get to take you to dinner first. No suishi, got it." Smiling Hunter prepared what he would do for her over and over again in his head. It would be a VERY long night..
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 8:22 pm
Allister smiled again, this girl was one of the most delightful people he had ever met in his life. He reached over, tipped her a bit and planted a small peck on her cheek. "Beth, I think I love you", he said in a joyous tone. He laughed and let go of her, that had probably frightened her, so, he decided she deserved an explanation.
"So...umm...sorry about that, it's just...I don't think I've seen or heard any scream like that at a fan...ever!", he said as he continued to laugh. She was bold, she was artistic, she was...cute. He shook his head and smiled once more at her, this wasn't all that bad, talking...with a friend.
He looked down at his feet and spoke just above blowing air from between his lips, "No, she's not my girlfriend, I'm...single, actually". He felt bad saying that, honestly, him and Ashe had never really broken up. Right? She had just disappeared, right out of his life, and had taken a very big part of him with her.
But, that was why he was on his way to this place, right? The girl had told him that he could find 'her' there, so, he figured that Ashe would be there waiting for him. Was that what she meant? or would he find that missing part of him there? Was he already on his way to finding it? if that was what she meant.
He shook it off again and smiled as he looked back up at Bethany, she was real, he found her. That was one good thing to come from this, he thought in the back of his mind. He had a question to ask her, but, it could wait. At least, that was what he told himself. He just kept pushing things out of his head, and it just couldn't be good for him. She was a flirt huh? well, he certainly didn't mind, did he?
He took a quick glance into her eyes and found himself unable to look away, it was captivating. He shot away, looking back to the ground, was he blushing? He brought his hands to his face and hid it for a second, the warmness in his cheeks went away and he looked back to her. When she winked, he had this wierd urge to just...well...let's not talk about his urges.
He put the lolli back into his mouth and smiled at her again.
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 8:55 pm
Robin bit her lip looking at Hunter trying not to beg him to throw her down when he told her he loved her. He only made matters worse when he kissed her again, refusing to remove his tongue ring. Truthfully she wouldn’t know what to do with two rings adorning his mouth. Her feet hit the ground too soon, she must have been weighed down by a heavy heart in no being able to ravish him on the table top.
‘Now now Robin it isn’t the time for that, you need to get your head in the game.’ She told herself trying to switch gears into something more business like, they were in public before a meeting, she couldn’t exactly go crazy with him like she wanted. When he asked her to wait she raised her brow, but a smile stole it’s way onto her face as he clasped her necklace behind her neck. When he kissed the nape of her neck Robin’s body shivered in pleasure.
Robin bit the inside of her cheek hard almost drawing blood. If he was any more intoxicating he was going to be in a world of sorted trouble. “No sushi. As for making it up to me… you could start by being a smidgen less desirable, I am trying to work here. Besides, shouldn’t I get to seduce you even a tiny little bit?” She asked kissing right below where his ear where his jaw line lead up into his face.
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 9:39 pm
<3 T A K E M E A S I A M <3 Out of sheer and utter shock, Bethany snapped down on her lollipop and cracked it into three pieces, the crunch sounding in the little box that Allister and Bethany had made their own in their short time together. It was as if the whole world was passing around them, and yet, it did not matter. Someone she could talk too, share things with. Even with this small amount of time, Bethany felt like this trip wasn't a total waste of Beth time, she could be spending rapturing in new books and art tools.
"Oh.." Bethany returned her attention back towards Allister, lost in her own thoughts, she had almost forgotten about him, almost... Had he just kissed her in the most innocent of ways? It was impossible. Bethany raised her gentle hand to caress the flesh that had been touched, feeling the remaining moisture still taking it's time evaporating. It was possible, she concluded, turning towards him and offering a half-assed smile. Not out of anger, but more out of confusion. He had never had this sort of attention, friendly or not, and was unsure of what she was suppose to do next. 'Thank him?' Bethany's voice rang inside her head, as if some other voice would speak up and answer.
"Well, then I don't feel so bad for doing it. Here I was thinking that I was being an obnoxious silly nanny." Tossing the stick into the can beside their chairs, she continued with the candy that was now turning her tounge pink. She repositioned herself in the chair, turning her weight so she could completly look at Allister without having to turn her head. It was even more apparent that she had scouted just inches closer, what a sly little fox she was! "Single huh? Eh. Don't worry about it. I am about as single as the sun is bright. All those people? Yah. They aren't. So you and me can stick together, if you want. We can be single, sadly, together, if you want?" Bethany put a finger to his nose and smiled girlishly, why had she repeated the same thing twice? It was just Allister's sudden kindness made in her direction, whether he was faking it or not, she was sure glad he could fakely be her friend.
"You sure are pretty when you do that." Bethany pointed at Allister's face, directly as his smile. "You should wear that all the time."
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 10:27 pm
"Well, as long as your around, I think I'll wear it more, okay?", he whispered to her, he meant it too. He liked her, more than he would ever admit to himself, but that was just fine.
'Well, I sure wouldn't mind being alone...together with you...', his mind shot to a perverted state and then he reached up and lightly patted his head. He looked back at her and thought for a moment, maybe he would ask her out after all of this was over. That was something to look forward to, he could even get a bit closer if time allowed it. He did like her, she was sweeter than she let on in the first glance. She was also really artistic, something he really liked in a girl.
He looked around for a second to clear his head and then peered back at Bethany. Wow, she was really something, wasn't she? He moved a bit closer, just as she had and smiled even wider. She was bringing out everything he wanted to hide away, and he didn't mind it, so long as it was her doing it.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out another sucker and unwrapped it quickly then popped it into his mouth. He loved candy way too much, and Beth was the sweetest kind he had ever tasted. He wanted more, more and more every second. She was a drug, and in the moment's they had begun a friendship, he had been caught off guard and addicted.
Throwing his arms around the seat, he was a bit more comfortable now. He wanted to do something for Beth, to show her he wanted her friendship, to make her see that he wasn't being as fake as most famous people were.
He pulled out his sharpie and then he pulled out the letter that Marshal had sent him in the start and doodled for a moment. He drew out a girl on a swing with a boy pushing her along. He smiled and leaned in closer to her and whispered into her ear.
"Don't you wish it was that simple, nowadays?....anyways, I'd like to be....together with you", he said with a grin one would have seen if they knew him as a small boy.
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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 11:22 pm
<3 T A K E M E A S I A M <3 Clasping her hands together, Bethany smiled an ear to ear grin never thought to befall upon her porceline face. "That would be lovely!" She exclaimed in her most child like splendor. No one had given her the time of day as Allister had been. And the fact that he was listening to her wants and desires, was a plus in and of itself. How could someone so, unparticipating find Bethany so intriguing? It was the great minds aspect of life, two people with so much in common and yet, had secrets to tell, were made in pairs. And perhaps it was Allister that was her, in male form. Could she honestly be that lucky?
Another piece of candy was retrieved from his pocket, she watched it unravel and placed into the gentle cavity of his mouth. How beautiful that little thing on his face was. He had a beautiful smile, and Bethany being a photographer, all she wanted to do was capture this moment in time and save it. Her memory able to glance at it's splendor and remember it always. But that would most likely scare him away, and Bethany was not about to take out her camera and start snapping away like from freak at a red carpet affair. "I love it when you smile. No wonder you are famous. But, I mean... Don't you ever get lonely?" She asked, a small shred of compassion brushing the gentle features of her face. "The glamour seems nice. But, you don't seem like that type of guy, unless I am mistaken." Wincing Bethany watched Allister intently, as he scribbled something down on a paper; at first suspecting it as a phone number, but it was far too much for something so small...
Without knowing what she was doing, Bethany took the piece of paper into her dainty hands and stared down at the gentle strokes that Allister had laid waste to the paper. She loved the sweetness of it all, and recognized immediatly that Allister could not be a Hollywood boy in any way shape or form. Something so pretty could not arise from someone so into himself and down right greedy. "How beautiful!" It was then that Bethany hugged the piece as if it were a small animal she could love to the extreme. "Allister this is wonderful! I never knew! Can I keep it?" She asked with hungry eyes, ones she knew he could not resist, those beautiful long lashes perfectly shaping her lovely irises.
Another long look at the piece and she decided it was a good a time as any to respond. "I wish everything was this simple... life wouldn't feel like it's trying to beat me with a blunt object of some kind." Bethany took another long look at the pretty boy she was sharing company with, and seductively took the candy from his beautiful mouth and placed it in her own. Smiling she winked. "Then together it shall be." And with that she continued to enjoy his candy and the flavor of him without care.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 12:03 am
Allister was shocked when she took away his sucker, it was unthinkable. How could she be so easy going with him? enough to steal his candy away? Now it was on.
He reached over and pulled at the stick, nudging the candy forward, then moved it to the side. This was his chance, he thought, and then he jumped into it, head first. He moved a bit closer and gently pressed his lips to the soft skin of her own. He was risking a lot here, he didn't know why he did it, but he did. He pulled away and looked at the ground sheepishly.
Why had he done that? Why did he kiss her? This was going to be one hell of a trip now that he had just ******** things up so royally. He stood up quickly, took a package from his pocket and opened it up quickly. He stuffed one of the sticks into his mouth and bit down. Pocky was great. At this point, it also made him feel as if he hadn't just done what he had done.
He pulled the rest of the treat into his mouth and finished with a smile on his face. "I'm...s-sorry, I shouldn't have done that", he admitted in a low tone, trying not to look like a total imbicile in front of her. He sat down once more and looked at her with a pleading stare, "please don't hate me?", he said in a voice much like a pre-pubecent boy would have.
Boy did he feel like an idiot. Not only cause he had stolen a kiss, but because he had then just jumped up, ate some candy and then pleaded for her forgiveness. He was a child. A whiney, incompitent, infatuated little child.
He turned to look at her again, to see how she would react to such an action.
Maybe it wouldn't be all that bad.
Maybe.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 12:29 am
<3 T A K E M E A S I A M <3 "Hey, that's not your candy that's min...." But before Bethany could continue her little childish rant about how her stealing Allister's candy was somehow her own, he had done something so unthinkable, Bethany had no idea what she was suppose to be doing. Kiss him back? Slap him? Take all his clothes off and take what she wanted from him? Though that did not sound like a bad idea....
Shaking her head as if some how, some way, that would rip those crazy thoughts from her head, Bethany blinked a few times at Allister, and listened to his strange orchastra of pleadings and friendly gestures. Maybe she wasn't as strange as she felt she appeared, and maybe, he was just some stupid boy trying to get his trouser snake into the next prettiest thing that would give him the time of day. This was the thought that struck anger into her heart and expression. Her eyes narrowed and darkened, and she could almost feel her fist balling, the muscles in her arms tightning ever more. But he smiled again, that same glorious smile she was coming to know and desire. How could she anger over something so innocent and docile as his tender kiss? Her first, should she be so ambivilant to mention...
"Hate you?" She muttered loudly, as if the entire room was meant to hear what she was saying, though she turned and glared at those who stopped and glanced at her. Had present company made himself scarce, she would have given them the bird and went on her merry way. But she behaved, though she did not want too, especially after the strange feelings Allister had excited in her. Too bad they were no where need that type of relationship, because Bethany would have gladly given herself without knowing full well how to accomplish such a thing. "Hate you?" She found herself repeating, now it was Bethany's turn to feel like a jack a**.
Stretching out her arms Bethany smiled at him, and scooted closer so that she was barely even a foot away. "You are silly, you know that?" Bethany closed her eyes as she smiled, putting a gentle finger to his lips as if ordering him to hush, though he was saying nothing else. Bethany felt so comfortable around Allister, so much in fact that she took her head, mess of black curls and all, and laid them gently atop his lap, one hand rested underneath so stratigically placed. Her free hand took hold of the little white stick and pulled the candy from her lips, and winked up at Allister. "Here? You can have your candy. I just wanted some."
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 10:44 pm
"I think you've already...given me something...sweet in return...", he whispered as he moved his face closer to hers once more. He was getting a bit too comfortable around her, there was something they had come to do, not to flirt with each other and kiss all day as he had seen elsewhere. Although, that idea was very appealing to him, but he had work to do, as did she.
He smiled down at Bethany and licked gently at the sucker only to press his lips once more to hers, giving her a taste of cherry along with his own peculiar taste. He was being way too bold with her, maybe he should just quit while he was ahead. 'Well, so long as you don't hate me, I think I'll take one more taste of you before we go' his mind pushed him to say, but he was strong enough to resist it. Pushing his luck to a breaking point was his specialty, as was getting himself into tight situations.
When he finally pulled away from his forced embrace, he looked down into her eyes, why was she so irresistible to him? He framed the question but could find no real answer. He chalked it up to the idea that: She just was. Again he turned red and wanted to run for the cover of anything that would give him enough darkness to hide in. Maybe she wouldn't be angry with him, maybe she liked it too...maybe he was looking for a way he could get out of trouble. He was a Hollywood boy after all, prone to ******** up and making it look like nothing had happened in the first place. Then again, he never took to the whole, "Innocent" thing all of the stars used to get out of jams.
He was on the verge of contemplating his escape when he found himself starring down into her eyes again. He was trapped, not in a bad way mind you. He was caught in a cage with no hope for escape, but, he didn't exactly wish to be freed anyways. He liked this, more than he thought he should, and it kind of excited him. He hoped his hormones wouldn't take hold and smiled sweetly.
"I'm sorry...I really should stop doing that, shouldn't I?", he asked as he moved closer so he was but inches away from her face once again. There was a nagging in the back of his mind that told him to do it again, to steal one more kiss from her and not to let up this time. He threw that thought away just as soon as it had appeared and went back to blushing. God, how he hated blushing.
He moved a hand to her soft hair and ran his fingers through the thick curls and smiled. This felt right, almost normal for him, and he didn't want it to end just yet. Though, he knew it had to.
"...I believe...we..uhh....had somewhere..umm...we had to be", he stuttered in the squeakiest voice he had ever produced. He had never even made a sound close to that when he was a small child. That in mind, he turned a bright shade of crimson and moved his free hand to his face, covering the lower portion. He was so falling now, she had the weirdest effect on him, and she was making it hard for him to spread his wings to glide back to the safety of his familiar shadows. 'I'm ready to fall....', he thought now, wishing he had listened to his darker thoughts, wishing he had kissed her just once more and not let up.
He let the blood leave his face before he moved his hand down to clutch at hers, it was a risky move, but one he was willing to take.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 11:24 pm
Hunter made a quick glance in Robin's general direction, taking in the entirety of her beauty without so much caring of his next moves involving the investigation. All that mattered was Robin at this point, and if he died in the next three seconds, would it matter? Other than never being able to see her again, he had told her what he had wanted her to hear after all these years of pleading with his sanity to do so. Though he was strong and independant, Robin scared the living s**t out of him, and in all the right ways...
The feeling of desire sparked through his hands and through out his body that he had to contain the pulling nag in his head, and not lock the door once more. Using the conference room as his own personal room of pleasure, he doubt only a few hours would go by for such a thing, and Father Atkins may wonder what was going on when half the day had gone by and Robin and Hunter were still inside... Oh how lovely that sounded! But he had to be practical, he had her all to himself now, and no one was going to take that away from him, not even some stupid house full of freaks and ghosts...
"Smidge less desirable huh? Well, I can make that promise when you stop having those beautiful feminine features that kept tempting me every time you walk by. But I doubt you can do that love. I really do." Hunter smirked and made a goofy face, finally opening the door and walking outside, his hand outstretched. "As for seducing me, there is always the car ride over there my sweet. We will be contained in a small compartment love, and I cannot say no to you... ever.."
Hunter winked again at her and continued on his way towards Father Atkins who was alone with the new girl, Bethany and the new guy were.. somewhere, though he did not know.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2008 11:55 pm
Robin blushed and bit her lower lip. After a few deep breaths she walked over towards the incomplete gathering. “Padre.” She winked at him giving a nod of her head. “Where is Beth?” she asked standing beside Hunter. She only hoped that Beth hadn’t run off, they were waiting forever and a half for Serena and Devon to get their s**t together. They didn’t need another member of the party going missing on them.
Without missing a beat her hand drifted over to Hunter’s. She raised her brow in question to Marshall but let her pinky hook around his index finger. It might seem that their relationship was all about animal magnetism, but for Robin it was merely catching up on a year’s worth of missed time with him. Truthfully Robin loved that Hunter was her polar opposite. He was so reserved while she was over bearing, he was intelligent, kind, and funny she was never bored when she was with him. It was as if he was the cure for her adult A.D.D. and bipolar. No one had made her feel that way since Gilbert.
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2008 12:09 am
<3 T A K E M E A S I A M <3 There it was again, her second first kiss. How wonderfully natural it felt, and she was glad it had been with him, even if he were to up and leave right now, there would be no regrets, though she would be angry, however. Allister had as much child-like innocence as she did, there was no reason to feel fear in any of it's measurements. If Allister was as humble as she thought he was, then there was no reason to hide her true nature from him, or to conceal her secret selves however crazy or abnormal the people around her deemed them. They should combine their demons and forces and fight the lot of them off side by side, like warriors of the glory of insanity. How tragically appealing that sounded to her, frightened the more intricate parts of her inner mind, but what the hell did they know?
Bethany liked the taste of kissing, if this was what it was. Candy sweet, and full of warmth, though she knew it was direct from the candy itself, she was sure the sweetness would still be there in the end, Allister had a kindness that was just... sweet, for lack of a better term for such a thing. Allister had her mind in a tight grip between the cage of his fingers and was not allowing her to think as straight as she had desired. "Nope, you shouldn't be." She said as she wrapped her gentle hands around his neck and stole the kiss she knew he desired to give her a second time. "But I can do it." Bethany smiled and felt his fingers through her hair, the most wonderful feeling in the whole world. Her body shuttered in pleasure ever so gently before she could not resist the feeling any longer and had to remove herself from his lap. "I am sorry, you do any more of that and I am going to force you into a bathroom stall and make an honest man out of you." Bethany pushed her legs in between Allister's and allowed one knee to rest on the part of the chair that the greater portion of his body was occupying, careful not to mesh her leg with his crown jewels.
Leaning in close proximity to Allister's face, Bethany put a tiny finger underneath his soft and scruffy chin, and forced his head in her direction. That same cat like look glittering in her eyes, curious as ever to find out what she might excite in this handsome creature. "We do have some where to be... that is just a little bit of too bad love. I was really starting to like this. But I suppose... I will allow you more time to give me extra reasons as to why I should be liking it in the first place." Bethany leaned in to kiss him, those beautiful red lips and rich full eyes heading in his direction, but with just mere millimeters in between them, she pulled away and returned to her full height.
She had broken their hand holding a long time ago, but not rudely. Bethany really wanted to committee to such a thing, there was more time for this when they could be alone. Without her brother walking in on such actions, or the ever watchful eye of his fans. Another one had proceeded to say something and it was then she glared at them and pointed in the opposite direction, so evilly the person never gave her a second look and they were gone into the thick crowd of people.
"Thanks again for the candy." Bethany winked, kicked her leg up and walked back to Father Atkins and the rest of the group.
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