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 Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 9:27 pm
Raquel ignored him at first, letting her sheet drop to take his face in both hands and kissing him deeply as if silently telling him thank you. She then stood, not caring i she were covered or not, and went to the bathroom door, finding a silk robe which she wore loosely, again, around Damian not caring if she were exposed.
"Well...I say we lay around, do nothing...fool around..." She smiled to herself as she began picking up the books, stacking them all up neatly on a table near a chair and lamp in the corner. She'd find a better home for them later. When she finished, she put her guitar back agaisnt the window seat where she liked it. Leaning against the wall, her robe hanging loo sly on her, about to fall off, she cocked her head. "Sound like fun to you?" She asked.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 9:33 pm
Damian watched her walk around the entire room with a completely undignified half-grin and shiny eyes, half slumped over on the bed.
"Uh huh."
Clearly it all sounded lovely to him, if he could just lay in bed all day and fool around with her, doing nothing otherwise. Oh Richard, he thought. If only I could wish the same for you, you great slob.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 9:40 pm
Raquel smiled, running her fingers through her hair as she sauntered over to him. She took his hands, pulling him to his feet. "I was thinking of taking a shower...if you wanted to join me..." She offered, wrapping one arm around his neck, kissing his collar bone. "But maybe we should grab breakfast first?" She asked, looked up at him. "Or lunch or whatever the hell time it is..." She furrowed her brow, looking for the blasted clock.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 9:50 pm
Damian felt very awkward standing in his skin. For that reason, he said, "A shower might be good first. Freshen up after such a long night..."
He'd slept like a baby, though, he did have to admit. With a small tug on her hand, he took a step towards her shower, giving a hopeful grin that she'd consent to his idea.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 9:55 pm
Raquel giggled innocently, letting her robe fall off of her as she let him lead her to the bathroom, shutting the door behind them.
*cough* ----------
MUCH MUCH later, Raquel found herself sitting on the edge of the tub, wrapped in a towel, combing through her soaking wet hair. "Now...I've never done that..." She said in all honesty, hugging a knee. "Always just a bedroom, a car...an elevator once...that was difficult..." She cocked her head. "But...that was nice..." She looked through the steam to Damian, a slight blush on her cheeks. This had been the most intimate, purely out of love moment she had ever gotten to experience. Everything was always business, and spending time together in someone's shower was too personal...
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:03 pm
Thank goodness for seemingly endless supplies of hot water.
Damian combed his own hair and passed the brush to Raquel before tying it back again with a band.
"Never?" he asked, taking a seat beside her. "It doesn't sound as if you've been too adventurous over the years, now, have you?" Even if her past career was nothing to joke about, he could at least try to make a light-hearted statement about it without being smacked.
He placed his arm around her waist as she brushed her hair, just watching her work through the tangles. "Do extensions come out after awhile?" Damian didn't know anything about that sort of thing and had always wondered.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 10:10 pm
"I'm not really sure... They've seemed to last pretty well so far...The woman said they'd be pretty permanent, and I'd just have to come in to get it cut if I wanted them shorter..." She sighed, though focused more on his previous statement.
"But Oh I've been adventurous..." She scoffed, thinking back. "It's just...some of...well us, have a certain conduct or set of rules we use for ourselves to...well...feel human. To have something that keeps us from feeling entirely used." She explained. "Some girl's will kiss anywhere but the lips. Others will do it anywhere but bed. I however couldn't afford to be so picky..." She sighed, leaning into him. "I'd do just about anything that didn't degrade myself more than the natural act itself. But I'd stick to the basics, the easiest and most private places to meet. Bedrooms, cars, closets, storage rooms, dressing rooms...Those places it's easy to make an un noticed escape. The wife comes in, I can grab my clothes nad disappear... Things like a shower, or someones kitchen or somewhere more exotic no....I could get caught. And its harder to get away without a trace when you're dripping wet...." She sighed, wringing out her hair, explaining this all so casually.
"Though I guess it's also because I never liked lights on... I never wanted to see or be seen when I was working. That would cause something more personal...even an attraction to form...thats what happened with Chase..." She added solemnly.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 8:59 am
"You'd blush if I told you the things I've consented to." He rubbed his eyes, rather unashamed of his adventures. The many women at the Ball Room, he'd learned, were willing to do almost anything out of boredom, and he had been, too. Raquel didn't need to know that part, though.
Damian reached out to pull a strand of her hair right in front of her face. He remembered when it was pixie cut short for her own convenience, and she'd had it lengthened for him.
She didn't have to do anything for him to love her, he thought. She just had to be.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 10:39 am
Raquel smiled, looking to to play with his hair as well, still slightly damp as a few shorter pieces fell in front of his face. "Hey just because I haven't done certain things, doesn't mean I haven't seen them or been demanded to.." She twisted a piece of his hair around her finger. "Thats how I got strong. Saying clearly what I would and wouldn't do." She let her voice trail off, getting lost in Damian's features. "You were some player weren't you?" her voice was soft and gnetle as she gently caressed this face.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 10:45 am
"You put it very nicely." He leaned forward to kiss her neck softly before pulling her into a hug. It was a bit precarious, being seated on the edge of the large tub, but he was careful not to send them both tumbling back to break their necks.
"When do you think Richard and Lorey will be home?" he wondered aloud. Eventually they would have to start behaving themselves, get dressed, be polite company... How boring.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 10:59 am
She sighed, standing, giving him one last kiss. "The note said they'd be out for dinner, so I'm guessing they'll be home later tonight..." She sauntered over to the mirror, scrunching up her hair a bit. "So...we have the whole rest of the afternoon to ourselves..." She sent a lovely but slightly seductive smile back to him.
"Though I think our first priority should be to get some substantial food in that little stomache of yours. She came up behind him, slipping her arms carefully around his bare chest. "You're too skinny..." She giggled, kissing his ear.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 11:06 am
"Too skinny? You just want someone with great muscles like Richard!" But Damian could take a hint. He knew he was just a little too skinny, with his cheeks coming in a bit too much and his ribs showing just a bit too much with a stretch. He couldn't help it, though. Most of the time he was sitting at his computer doing work, and not eating.
What muscle he had was just because of workouts to relieve stress.
But, he stood up to retreat to his room to get dressed, flashing her a smile before he went. Too skinny... he'd eat cake until he was sick for her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 11:10 am
Raquel laughed, shaking her head as she followed out of the bathroom, but stayed to get dressed in her own room. "Oh no I don't, I just want you to be healthy..." She calledafter him as she dug through her dresser for some underwear. "I'll meet you in the kitchen love-" She added, droping her towel and dropping it into the laudnry basket in the bathroom.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 11:17 am
Damian dressed very casually again, nearly looking like a teenager again. His jeans were nearly falling off his hips, boxers sticking out, and a casual t-shirt hanging over him.
He had dialed in for scrambled eggs, regardless of the time, made with black pepper in the way he liked it. As he waited, he hummed a bouncy little tune. He had not only learned how to play piano, but how to sing. That was something he liked to keep to himself, though.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 11:31 am
Raquel threw on a comfy, shirt dress. It was a bit short, and she'd usually wear a pair of skinny jeans underneath it, but there was no one else in the house but Damian, so it was fine to her. She sauntered in, plopping herself up onto the counter as Damian ordered up some food.
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