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 Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 8:04 am
Something had gotten into him, and she wasn't sure what it was, but God she hoped it stayed. She was a little nervous at the back of her mind at being all but cornered against the couch (there should always be an escape route, there should always be wiggle room), but it was minute compared to the thrill and excitement she was overwhelmed with at the sudden development. Stormy almost laughed again in the middle of the kiss, too bubbly to do more than receive and catch and let him do as he will, though it faltered when she felt him push her backwards.
"W-Wait, Gale, hey--?!"
The fist in his shirt tightened as she squeaked and fell over, accidentally yanking another part of his shirt as she grabbed on for dear life over...the really low couch back. Tumbling onto Gale, she was weak with laughter and for a moment just laid on mostly on him, partially sliding off the couch, wheezing and gasping for breath and trying and failing to keep her heart in check. And then he was pulling her into another series of kisses and she was charmed helpless (Really, why would she want to resist? Drowning like this didn't seem so bad).
Naps? What were naps again?
When Stormy pulled away to swallow down air, her face a permanent grin and flushed, she made sure to press a finger to Gale's lips to try and pacify him from coming after her. "Whew! God...Wow, are you sure this is...the same guy who blushed when we held hands a month ago?" she panted, eyes lit with amusement. "Someone's been reading their pocketbook boyfriend manual!" She gulped down a few more breaths and lifted her hand to wipe at her brow and lips, eventually resting her arms on Gale's chest and her head atop them.
"Awful as you are...I'll admit I like a little bad boy charm~" she teased with a wink.
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 7:53 pm
Maybe it was because of the missing memories that his mind and his body both felt the need to overcompensate by becoming more exuberant - but no, that wasn't entirely it, it was the whole body memories thing again, because he felt as though the connection with Stormy was the only thing keeping him afloat.
Gale attempted to give her another kiss, but Stormy put her finger against his lips and he was forced to resign, lifting his arms so that he could wrap them lazily around her waist. The flushed face, the brightness to her eyes, everything was just so...Stormy. And what Stormy was, was beautiful.
He lifted a hand, tenderly stroking some of the hair away from her face and letting his fingers trail down her cheek.
"I'm glad I have you," he said quietly, a smile on his lips. "And yes, to answer your question, I've been doing a lot of studying on how to be a proper boyfriend for a proper girlfriend."
"Although,' said Gale, after a pause, his voice dry. "I'm about as bad as a kitten."
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 8:53 pm
"So studious~ Your kissing technique's already improved, so!" She giggled softly as his fingers slid down. "Maybe I should test you sometime~" How exactly, she wouldn't know, but the tease alone had been too good to resist.
Stormy pulled herself up a bit when she was starting to risk sliding off, reassured of her position when his arms wrapped about her waist again. It would have been easier to just lay completely on top of him, but that was a compromising position--and she had already made a fool out of herself once today. "Kittens can be downright evil," she pointed out seriously. "My old best friend used to have one that I swear was out to claw anything that bothered him at the wrong time. Hid under couches and bat at your feet, peed on your shoes, hissed at you for being in the same hallway . . . You're kinda like a cat already, really!"
She emphasized this with a small ruffle of his hair and an innocent smile. "Intelligent, huffy, and very selective of your company but totally affectionate with the right people~" Stormy explained, toying with his hair a little more before smoothing it down. "And might I say cuddly and warm too~?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 9:36 pm
Gale raised his eyebrows, his cheeks slightly pink, but for the most part he was handling the flirting remarkably well, all things considered. "I think I would be really okay with a test to determine that," he said, his voice heavy with amusement and affection.
He idly played with a strand of her hair like she was with his, his other hand still resting on her waist. "I'm only affectionate with one person," Gale corrected her, and smiled. "The only person that matters, really, when it comes to affection. I'll hug Candace and Bix usually doesn't take no for an answer when it comes to giving me a hug when he wants one, but rest assured that no one gets kisses except for you."
He pushed himself up on his elbows and pecked a kiss to her lips, smiling against them as though to prove this point before laying back down.
"Did you want to move somewhere more comfortable?" Gale asked with a laugh. "I don't really want to let you go, but if you want to sit on the couch, I'll move so that you can actually, you know, sit."
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 10:46 pm
"And you're getting better at handling the flirts! You're a fast learner after all~" she declared proudly, eyeing him as of to make sure nothing was coming after the cheeky little peck. She would always try to find a way to trip him up if she could, however, because there was no fun in complacency.
Moving with him, Stormy pushed herself back and propped herself up with her hands on the outer lip of the couch and wedged between the back of it and Gale himself, still somewhat falling off the couch but managing. "Hmm...I like the couch idea because I'm too lazyyyyy," she replied with a chipper look, indicating with her head for him to make some room. Once her legs were up and she could sit proper, she sat up and ran a hand through her hair. "I'm comfy just fine here, thanks~ Unless you wanna, like, cuddle or something, then it might be a tight squeeze..."
She surveyed Gale for a moment before an impulse hit her.First she began to lightly poke his chest, a grin slowly spreading on her face even as she tried to play coquettish. "Como la historia de los tres osos, me pregunto si estamos bien," Stormy began, her poking devolving into lightly smoothing out his short. "También parece que no puede entenderme cuando hablo español, lo que significa que ahora puedo molestarte más~" She was grinning widely now as she glanced at him. "Parece que tus labios pero recuerdo mío! Maravilloso! Una cita en la playa, un beso apasionado... Qué romántico!" She remembered how much Nevada had liked her rolled R's and thus did her best to deliver (if not make it over dramatic).
kurotomato okay I lied one more because a roach kept me up fhejshfjsksjshskskskdnfbdbf
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 10:53 pm
Reluctantly, he let his hands slide away from her to let her sit up, Gale running a hand through his slightly damp hair. Belatedly, he realized how this would have looked to outsiders - the two of them on the couch, all flushed and breathless and red-cheeked - and the thought made him laugh internally, a smile on his face as he pulled one leg beneath him, his arm across the back of the couch as he turned to look at Stormy.
"I've never had a problem with that before," he said blandly, concealing a grin, but failed miserably.
And then she was talking in Spanish again, and this time he gave her a scrutinizing look from beneath his lashes, his gaze flickering down to where her hand was on his shirt. He had no idea what she was saying, of course, but it sounded beautiful, especially coming from her.
And it was really, really cute.
Gale shifted so that he was facing her sideways on the couch. Reaching down, he pulled her hand up and curled his fingers with hers, sliding them together as he grinned mischievously.
"Je ne sais pas ce que vous dites," he said, stumbling just a little over the words he hadn't spoken in a while, but still managing tolerably well. Gale leaned closer towards her, dropping his voice an octave. "See, two can play at that game."Ol-j-man asdfjaf roaches ew ew sob /holds u
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 5:22 am
No problem, huh? This was a little true, Mr. Always So Chill...Sigh. Stormy blinked as he turned himself another direction and took her hand, then blinked again when he spoke French (which was not fair, she hadn't been prepared for that!), then blinked yet again because hello lower voice.
Really not fair.
Now she really wished she could hide behind her hair, because it was silly how a little foreign language and some voice modulation made her conscious of herself. Stormy rubbed her cheek (do not blush, do not blush!) and thought of a counter move. "¿Dos pueden jugar este juego, si?" she muttered, taking Gale's interlaced hand and kissing his knuckles.
"¿Sabías que a veces pienso en ti en su uniforme, sólo tú eres mayor? Tienes algún rastrojo y eres un poco más alto, y te ves muy guapo." The hand smoothing his shirt out moved up gently touch his cheek, curling just a little under his ear as her fingers slid down and followed his jawline. "No es que no ya eres guapo," Stormy went on in a softer voice, her hand stopped once it was under his chin. "No sé cómo tengo tu atención, pero espero que puedo mantenerlo. A veces me pregunto si te hice porque eres tan perfecto..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 7:43 am
He wished he knew what he was saying, because then he could respond appropriately - albeit in either French or English, but still, he might have been able to respond. At the same time, however the Spanish only served to make Stormy more enchanting, so either way, he had decided it was a win-win situation.
Gale's heart gave a small flutter as she kissed his hand, which turned into a full blown skittering as her fingers touched his face. It was amazing how, after all this time, even after he wasn't as shy about pulling her close, that sometimes there were these little gestures and words that made him feel as though they were touching for the first time.
But maybe that was because he couldn't remember the first time - maybe that was why.
His mind worked to come up with an appropriate French response - it had been so long since he'd taken those classes, and he was not a native speaker, unlike Stormy and her Spanish. Still, he'd try anyway.
Gale lifted his hand, mimicking the gesture, turning his hand around so that he could gently brush the backs of his knuckles alongside Stormy's face, his expression one of unabashed, unhesitating affection.
"Vous me rendre heureux," he said softly, and then smiled. The French came out sounding slightly hesitant, a little stilted as he stumbled over the right words, but he managed to get it out all the same. "Mais si vous continuez à le faire je vous voulez juste vous embrasser plus."
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 10:48 am
Gale might recall that she loved his accent. Imagine hearing that and the French (also a lovely language, even from a non-native speaker), and also the low voice from before. Stormy swallowed a little, trying to hide how charmed she was by his attempts because now they were locked in a strange sort of competition.
Only she failed herself, even after steeling against the brush of lips at her hand, by blushing when she caught that unmitigated gaze he gave her. On impulse it made Stormy want to back away as much as it made her want to rush forward, her heart twisting in place as she fought her instinctive freeze impulse; the emotion in his face was stronger than normal, and she wasn't ready to tackle that head on. Swallowing again, she dropped her gaze bashfully and curled a few strands of hair behind her ear with her free hand.
"Um...No sabía que hablaba francés. I-I didn't know you spoke French," she translated in a mild voice. "Suena hermoso. It sounds so beautiful...Then again, all the Romance languages do. Uh, ¿lo aprendiste en la escuela? You learned it in school?" It was an obvious question, but Stormy was trying to make conversation and force herself to stop looking so shy about one simple look.
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 11:24 am
Gale leaned back just a little, more to give Stormy room to escape than himself. He wanted to pull her into his arms again, but she was blushing and looking down, and he didn't want to force anything when she didn't seem quite ready to.
He gave a small laugh. "I don't speak it very well," Gale admitted, curling a strand of Stormy's hair around one finger. "But I learned a bit when I was still in school, it's an offered language. It's been a while, so I'm pretty rusty, though."
Gale drew his hand away from Stormy's face and rested his elbow on the back of the couch, his head laying against his hand.
"I always did want to learn Spanish, though," he said with a smile. "Now I have a good reason to."
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 11:58 am
She relaxed when he gave her some more space, even if it meant feeling a twinge of guilt about it. Considering the day's events, it was odd for her to feel reserved about the little things, but...then again on the beach she had after without thinking. Here there was plenty of time to think and consider and no wonder Gale overthought things it was so easy to arghhh.
"For some reason I never got into French...I took Latin one year--Come on, a Latin Latino? I couldn't resist--and Italian another," Stormy said with a little smile. "Nevada knows Italian too, but better than me I think...If you want, though, I could give you lessons in Spanish?"
Pause. Then she wiggled her eye brows.
"Private lessons if you want."
Okay maybe she had a little fight left in her to joke at least.
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 12:14 pm
"I tried Latin," said Gale with a slight sigh. "But I actually found it a lot harder than French, so I gave up attempting. French was a required subject in my school, so I stuck with it until I got out of primaries."
He opened his mouth to reply and then rolled his eyes, reaching out to ruffle her hair.
"I'll take any private lessons from you I can," he said, in as deliberate an innocent tone he could possibly manage - which wasn't that innocent at all.
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 12:46 pm
"To be fair, Latin's probably the hardest...That's why I dropped it after a year," she explained with a nod. "It's neat that you guys were required to take a foreign language, though! It really does work your brain and makes you smarter and all that good stuff. American schools don't always require it before college."
The eye roll was answered with an exaggerated pout, the hair ruffle a soft noise. "You'd better," Stormy told him as a matter of factly, ducking under his hand to ruffle Gale's hair in return. "There's a lack of real bilingual people here! What if you get sent on a mission in a place you don't understand the people? Or worse, what if you want to send a secret message in another language? Or whisper sweet nothings romantically?" The scandal of it all! "Jake barely knows his Spanish and he's from a native country!" More scandals! All the scandals!
Somewhere in her head, Thane was eye rolling so hard that she could almost physically feel it.
"If we do lessons, you'll have to pay me," Stormy added. "I need to save up for a grand or something..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 10:07 pm
"My dad always loved languages," said Gale with a slight reminiscent smile. "He spoke about five himself, French being one of them so he was always pushing me and my sister to learn it too. We tried learning Gaelic one year, but that was immensely difficult, and we gave up after about a day."
He leaned closer to Stormy, poking her forehead affectionately with his finger. "Well, then, I'll guess I'll just have to learn more languages so I can do better, can't I?"
There was a slight pause.
"...Jake speaks Spanish?"
Shaking his head at this unexpected bit of information, Gale tilted his head, a slow smirk crossing his face. Without warning, he ducked his head and pressed a firm kiss to Stormy's lips, hoping to catch her off guard.
When he drew back, he was grinning.
"Can I pay you like that?" he asked innocently?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2013 10:50 pm
"Yes, he can!" she huffed, remembering how disappointed she was with Jake's fragmented Spanish. "I don't know from where, but he does have an accent when he talks--"
And then she quickly shut up as the kiss indeed caught her off guard (well, minutely squeaked with surprise then shut up), having really been stuck on that point for some reason; maybe just being a bit too proud of her heritage. Either way, the fluster over it was tamed fast, though Stormy tried to maintain a cool look afterwards (if Gale could do it, so could she, right?) and hide the fact that she was close to melting. "I-I mean, you could, I suppose~" she replied airily, poking his nose in return. "I'm definitely not going to stop you if you feel like tipping me with those! But only you. And they better be good tips too!"
A thought occurred to her, and she tilted her head and considered it, idly poking Gale's nose some more. "I remember on Twitter someone saying that a few of the buildings here might have old pianos? Maybe I should try salvaging those from the shadows before they get too rusty . . ." She trailed away, brows knitting. "Unless it's too dangerous without the shield, you think? I don't know what shadowling activity's been like lately . . . All I know is that there's been reports of tentacles coming close to the Island." Cue shivering.
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