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 Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 7:37 pm
His ear twitched as warm breath washed over it, and chills ran down his spine, even as she drew teasingly away from him to resume getting dressed.
He refused to believe, at this point, it wasn't intentional. For a long moment he remained where he was, watching her, thoroughly flustered, and sorting his thoughts. .....And then a strange new impulse commanded him to obey it. One he would not have dared act on even six hours ago.
"C'mere." he grinned, sitting up enough to snake an arm around her waist and tug her back to the bed with him in one sudden motion too quick for her to protest it or dance out of reach.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 7:58 pm
Okay, she couldn't help the noise. The squeal came out just as sudden as the capture, and it took all her dexterity not to land hard on Ken. Instead, she tumbled onto her hands and knees over him, the skirt she had been about to put on now dangling on top of her head.
The laughter also could not be stopped for the life of her, as the situation was too funny.
"I thought you said you were hungry," she finally managed to chuff at him.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 8:07 pm
He grinned, both at the ridiculousness of the situation and at the noise she'd made. He probably looked like a complete idiot....and, for once, he didn't care.
"It'll wait." he told her. "They're open all night." He was in rare form at the moment, but then it was also a rare situation to him. It was like the mental roadblock that made him choke up and want to hide had dissipated, even if only for the time being.
Red-and-gold eyes peered into magenta-and-aqua through stray strands of black hair.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 8:13 pm
Her laughter slowly died to the occasional chuckle and a wide grin while she disentangled the skirt from her hair, which was a monster all on its own. Finally, she tamed it enough to her liking and met his gaze with a cocked head.
The teen wondered if he could hear just how loudly her heart was beating in her chest.
"Then what are you waiting for?" She asked in a challenge, raising her eyebrows and putting her hands on her hips.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 8:16 pm
He gave a snerk, remaining where he was a moment longer. "Dunno..." he admitted.
And when that failed to get anything done, he pulled himself into a reclined sit to be able to reach her, his lips finding hers once more. It was not at all like the kiss that had initiated their first 'collision'. It wanted to be sure of itself, but was still a bit clumsy. Nonetheless, there was warmth behind it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 8:37 pm
The Skullmonkey adjusted her position to meet his kiss, keeping it slow and purposeful as she explored the new approach and mood of it all. While her left hand supported her weight, her right cupped his cheek lightly and cautiously.
As they kept on it, her motions became more confident and a little bit deeper.
This was pretty awesome.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 10:56 pm
It was funny how easily things could be forgotten when presented with a more appealing scenario. If one were to tap him on the shoulder right now and ask him what he'd been mad about, he might have had a hard time recalling ever having been mad in the first place.
Positions were gradually shifted via nudging and guiding as the kiss persisted until they'd traded places with one another. It was new, exciting, and terrifying all at once, filling him with a lightheaded giddy sort of helplessness. No wonder people went nuts over this to the point of lying, cheating, and stealing just to have a part of it. To echo her sentiments it was, in fact, pretty awesome.
At this rate, hungry or not, if they made it beyond the door threshold before exhaustion won out, it would be surprising.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 1:35 pm
The elation of it all swelled inside her, winning out over the fear that also bubbled around under it all. Soon, kissing his lips wasn't enough, and she pulled back slightly, breathless, only to brush her lips along his jawline. She worked her way down to the crook of his neck, lingering on his Adam's apple out of sheer wonderment. The way it bobbed with his breathing earned it special attention as far as she was concerned.
"Why did we wait so long to do this?" She murmured between kisses, tail finding its way around the bedsheets to curl around his thigh.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 7:20 pm
He muttered something that may have been an answer against the top of her head, but was impossible to understand as they became entangled with each other once again. Hands awkwardly ventured beneath her clothes to explore her body, and his body temperature soared.
While Kendall had no issues whatsoever with Tourma's metallic biology, his bed didn't seem to share the sentiments.
No amount of personality or quantity of like could cover up for the fact that metal innards made for heavy mass. Adding in the fact they weren't exactly staying still, and it groaned against its supports in protest, unnoticed as it tried to warn them that if things kept on the way they were going, it could not be held responsible for its actions.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 9:41 pm
It felt as if the heater had just kicked into full force, and with her current mindset, it was only rational that she tug off her shirt and toss it aside. This way, their hands would have no trouble finding their destinations.
Limbs shifted and were likewise used to pull him closer while enthusiastically (and often clumsily) shifting positions. That being said, Tourma was too occupied to even think about the fact that the bed, which often had protested at her simply laying or sitting on it, had some major complaints about their current activities.
Eventually, her lips returned to crashing against his, thoroughly pleased to be back on semi-familiar territory.
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 4:23 pm
If he protested the shedding of said shirt, he made no indication of it, moving to struggle out of his own to join hers on the floor. Flesh-on-flesh had become less of a want and more of a need as minutes wore on, doing wonders for negating their previous efforts to relocate their clothes and put them back on as they rejoined the jumble of garments on the floor.
For the moment, nothing mattered except waiting for new impulses and desires to rear their heads and obeying them without hesitation. It was something Kendall was not used to in the slightest. And it made him feel overwhelmed as he focused on nothing but the two of them....
CRACK!
The bed listed sharply to the left.
CRACK!!
It jolted backward, tilting them at an odd angle.
THUD!!!
The passion-entangled couple suddenly found themselves much closer to the floor, the mattress sprawled on the sadly-broken frame that had once been a bed.
Kendall blinked, startled, as he drew back from Tourma, eying the damage in a flustered and detached sort of way as he tried to retrieve his thoughts from the haze of hormones they'd been lost in. Whuh...? How the hell had THAT happened??
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 5:02 pm
At first, she could not distinguish the dangerous swaying of the bed to the spinning of her heated emotions, but with the sudden jolt of the bed dropping, Tourma immediately disengaged and mirrored Ken's confusion.
Soon the mental fog faded, and realization dawned on her. At this, her face burned a violent crimson while her eyes widened in utter terror. Her breathing, which still hadn't calmed down from their earlier endeavors, had become shallower and quicker.
It was her fault.
Her fault.
The thought echoed in her mind like a mantra of sorts, spiraling her deeper and deeper into her panic attack.
Clutching her chest as she shook, Tourma found herself blindly and clumsily scrambling to remove herself from the sheets, then from the bed, and finally from the room. Tears had already blurred her vision by the time she was on her feet, and by the time she was running out the door with her tail curled subconsciously around her, she was crying.
The teen didn't even think to grab her clothes.
As she made her way to her room across the house, her sobs fought with her breathing, creating a sort of choking noise that would soon fade out of Ken's hearing the closer she came to her room.
Mortifying didn't even come close to describing what had just happened.
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Posted: Sun Apr 12, 2009 5:16 pm
It took him a moment to realize, as she got up, that she wasn't just looking to better assess the damage, but was fleeing the room.
Without her clothes.
And by the time he thought to stop her, it was far too late.
"Tourma...?" he called after her. "Hey, Tourma! HEY!!" But it was as if he'd said nothing at all. Her footsteps and the barely-contained noises of crying retreated until he could no longer hear them and, somewhere in the depths of the house, he heard a door slam shut.
....great. What did he do now?
Kendall took a moment to look down at the broken bed in puzzlement. It was inconvenient, sure, but....not the end of the world or anything. It wasn't like it couldn't be fixed...
Yeah now if only you could say the same for other things...
Heaving a sigh, he began to grab up his clothes a second time and put them back on. Add another layer to the casserole of WEIRD today had been.
As he struggled back into his jeans his computer gave a friendly chime behind him, making him turn to look at the screen and the message it ********, what do you want, Ray?" he muttered, slouching into his chair to answer.
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