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 Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 1:14 am
Dakota was stealthy, Dakota was a ninja.
Dakota was going to be so ******** if anyone else realized that not only had he ditched the all men's sleepover...But he had taken the pizza back to his room and one very scantily dressed Life hunter.
Clerise, red headed acrobat was currently balanced on his back as he fumbled to open the door to his room. He didn't flip on a light though, relying on the small desk lamp he left on for guidance as he dropped her (gently) on his bed and cracked open the box of pizza. Oh god he was in heaven.
First thing first though.
"You okay there darling?" He came over to feel Clerise's head, making sure there wasn't too bad of a bump or blood, his hand patted the back of her hair gently as he crouched down. "Hey......Cleriseeeeeeeeeee." He smiled at her before pulling her cheek. "Want some pizza?"
Now that he had a girl in his room...What the ******** did he do?
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 1:27 am
Clerise groaned as Dakota slid her onto the bed, stretching out. The back of her head ached, and Dakota's prodding wasn't making it any better.
She was tipsy, sure, but she was most certainly in control of her faculties. So Clerise realized that she was definitely not in Clarice's room, nor her own, nor the death pit where they'd been fighting for pizza.
After all, she hadn't had any tequila or meximarts or anything.
"It's darling now, is it?" she asked, turning her head to n** at Dakota's wrist, content to relax on his bed. "Yes, actually. I'm ******** STARVING."
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 1:36 am
He grinned as she came too before shoving the box of pizza to her.
"Eat up then!" He pulled back his wrist since you know....desire might just flood his mind and he'd think with his d**k rather then with his brain. Which was why he was with her..here..now...in his room...because of thinking with his d**k... He rested on his rolling desk chair before pushing it to the mini fridge and then pulling out a cold Dr. pepper....and another for Clerise. He could share with her even though it was his private stash and stuff. "Sorry about the head....."
Now he decided to be all awkward and shy and stuff? DAMN DAKOTA YOU FAIL. His hand went to reach in the box again for a slice of pizza. "I have to say Clerise, You in a nightie plus fighting over a piece of pizza was a trial for me. But I have overcome..." His tone almost seemed taunting as he took a bite of the pizza, "But I won in the end. I feel like..." He blinked owlishly at her...."You should stay here tonight though, I don't know how bad the know is for your head and I can't take you back to Clarice's room without all the girl's killing me or something..." that and he didn't really want her to leave.
Like her...they had just gotten back from the mission with Reine and unlike her (unknown to him or now) but he had massive insomnia. He for once, would like to try sleeping with the nightmare of a body exploding in his face haunt him.
Maybe this time he could have a nice normal dream about a naked Clerise and whipping cream...or something like that.
Sex over death anytime thanks.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 1:51 am
She tore into the proffered pizza, glad to have food that wasn't stupidly sweet and covered in an inch and a half of fluffy icing. With her free hand, Clerise gladly took the cool can, pressing it to the back of her head instead of drinking it. Smiling a little at Dakota, the acrobat still felt a little hazy from the blow to the head, on top of her mild, cake-induced intoxication. "Ohh, don't give me that sad face, young man, I was asking for it," Clerise crooned, raising a slim brow as she did. "I definitely know better than to get in between a man and his pizza." She licked her fingers clean of pizza grease, being quiet sure to clean them as thoroughly as she could. Oh, Dakota. He was just... He was just so adorable. "The best part is that it's not even mine, I just... borrowed it from Clarice." She had little to no intention of giving it back, of course, until the other woman asked. It hugged her body too well. "My normal s**t is like, an oversized shirt I pilfered from some one night stand." She smirked, making herself comfortable in Dakota's bed, stretching out on her side. She beckoned to the boy, patting the sheets next to her. "Now. Come here and be a good pillow for me. You owe me." Even though her words were kept friendly and light, the Life trainee's eyes gave away her inner turmoil. They were shadowed with lingering angst and self-pity, really, and only a few people really knew why. She hadn't seen Reine after the mission, nor Eva, nor Rep. So it was just the two of them in the dim, the darkness threatening to seep in through the cracks now that the hustle and bustle of Deus life was locked outside that door. She hadn't slept, either. Not really.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 7:39 pm
Dakota watched in fascincation as Clerise dove into the pizza like it was the last thing she would ever eat. Mirroring her enthusiasm for the taste of actual food, he ate another piece or more like...inhaled it while sipping on Dr. Pepper.
He continued to watch her, cause you know creeper and all before sighing still. "Asking for it doesn't mean I should've hurt you." He shrugged before grinning widely, "but Again I say, in the end I got to feel and see a lot more of you then I would in polite company." Right now he thought of the whole Pizza fight as a barbaric hunter of hunters. Pizza the prey and anyone else was in the way.
"But what about a Man and A woman?" Was this him being sauve? Who knew as he munched attractivatly on said pizza. A man truly in paradise before grinning wider...."Never mind don't answer that. In the end I got Pizza AND You soooooo........" the last part was mumbled....
"She's a classy lady then...." He reached out to finger the strap while resting his chin on the back of his hand on the chair. He pulled at it and then let it snap back with a soft thud. "That's borrowing and hot at the same time, remind me to come visit you..." His eyes narrowed before he laughed, "Actually remind me not to visit you after a one night stand." Somewhere he felt a small twinge of jealousy but you....It was drowned out by other stuff. Like her getting all cozy in his bed.
"Darling, I don't think that bed's big enough for two...taller grown ups to sleep in..." He drawled out before getting up. "But if you don't mind, and if I am sharing a bed with another person, I tend to get really hot so-" He flashed her his pearly whites before stripping the shirt off and throwing it on the chair before slipping in, holding his arms out for her to expectantly come into.
"Well...are you going to come sleep in my arms?" He blinked.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 8:01 pm
It didn't bother Clerise that Dakota was watching her-- she didn't really find him creepy in the slightest. It'd be like the pot calling the kettle black, frankly, and besides! She was used to being watched. Came with the gig!
"Oh, Dakota, Dakota, Dakota." She threw a pillow at him, laughing. "All you had to do was ask, you know." It wasn't as if she was a pain to get into bed with, and besides.
He was legal now, and easy on the eyes. "Oh, yeah, for sure. I have no idea what she sees in m-" A mock gasp as Dakota snapped her strap, swatting at his hand, making a biting motion at him.
"PPpshh, whatever. We'll make room. Come--Be my little spoon, kitten." Clerise left little room for argument, shoving him around, wrapping her arms around his waist. She practically purred with her face pressed into his neck. "God you're warm."
The weight of another person in bed next to her was practically foreign-- and a comfort.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 6:55 pm
Dakota took the pillow head on, his head snapping back in reaction only as it dropped to the ground before picking it up and tossing it back. A secretive smile came along his face. "But then it wouldn't be fun if you just gave it to me."
"Hey Hey." He laughed as she attempted to bite at the hand that was playing with her strap before pulling it back to the safety of his body. "I was just playing with it...." He whined.
When he crowded into the bed though, he was just about to welcome her into his arms when she shoved him over and pressed into his...BACK?!?! SERIOUSLY!?!?
"Uh....No" He stated as he flipped over and face her.
"I like this way better." He stated bluntly before smiling at her and cuddling her closer. "Besides I get to look down your top now." He ran his fingers down her spine now.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 7:52 pm
Clerise giggled wildly, grin on her face. "Oh, I'll give it to you all right, but I'm not so sure you can handle it~"
"Aw, I wasn't going to make you bleed or anything," she returned with a pout. Having only just gotten comfortable, Dakota startled her with the sudden flip, her face incredulous.
"Oh no you do NOT, Dakota," Clerise murmured with a warning, nipping at Dakota's shoulder for just a moment, arching into his touch.
And then wrapped her legs around Dakota's waist, grinding close-- and using her leverage to roll them off the bed and onto the floor, laughing with triumph as she settled on top of his torso.
"I'm always the big spoon, space cowboy. Deal with it."
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 8:19 pm
He flushed at her comment before thinking..."Yeah I don't know about that one babe." He continued the lazy feel up her spine before laughing, "Bleed? It still hurts when you do it!" He laughed again at her n** at his shoulder.
Gosh she felt nice UNDER him, all soft and womanly at the same time and yet the lithe body packed a punch. He returned the favor of touching her stomach where hardened muscle was before grinning, "Hey! I am not foo-" He squeaked as she pushed him over and off the bed and onto the ground, landing with a thud. Augh, ouch.
It took him a second, and a slight dazed look after that she was now straddling and on top of him. Damn this woman was good. But he refused to give in!
"Better get used too-" He grinned as he fingered her little nightie again, now that she was on top of him and all, "being the small spoon now Amazon." He wiggled under her, pushing himself up on his forearms being his face closer to hers before cocking his head. "Time to get up and over little dipper....." He pushed her over to the side. Somehow, he was going to manage to get the top again!
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 8:43 pm
"Mmmhmm," Clerise replied, sounding skeptical. "What, you mean you don't take a little pain with your pleasure?"
The playful banter was easy; and it was nice to sort of horse around with someone she knew wouldn't shatter under her touch.
Girls were fabulous, but Clerise had the bad habit of treating them like glass. Her stomach fluttered a little under his touches, her own abs visible through the too-sheer nightie.
Clerise leered down at him victoriously, a sort of dreamy look on her face as she petted those abs--
"Ackth!" Dakota rolled them over, surprised he was being so...daring. Little kitty had claws, hmm?
"I don't WANT to be the little dipp- hey!" She tried to grab his wrists and pin him to the floor, struggling to get a hold of him.
"Ohh my god, hold still, you brat!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 9:05 pm
Dakota frowned, "Uh red, Pain and pleasure can go together but I have a feeling with you....it'd be a lot of pain." He smiled broadly now, "I mean if you can dish it...can you take it back?" He reached up to gently pinch at her.
He wasn't use to a girl who was so comfortable with herself as well but enjoyed playing with her like this. It was....different and fun. Unlike the past few missions, Dakota found that just wrestling with Clerise put his mood in such a better place. Even in the dark, he felt eased, playful....not damaged, not fighting for his life......
With Clerise, Dakota was in fact, Dakota....he didn't need to put on a facade for her, try to act cool (though he did anyways) and still know that at the end of the day, her attitude wouldn't change for him.
He continued to wriggle under her, bucking his hips up before sliding his arms around, the hell he would let her PIN him.
"No." He flailed them around before pushing himself up with momentum (and cradling the back of her head this time), He tackled her and wrapped her leg in his before shoving her to the ground, throwing his free arm under one of hers and attempted....high school wrestling pin move that he never quite mastered....right now it ended up with his long legs tangled in hers while has face found a nice cozy spot right in between her breast.
I am so going to to die.....was his first thought.
If I am going to die though.....
It started with a rumble in his throat and then a shaking of his head and ending up in what most people would call...A motorboat. So mature.
Yes.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 10:06 pm
"Aw, ye of little faith!" She yelped as Dakota pinched her, batting his hand away from her sensitive ribs that he'd managed to pinch around. Her mind was clear of the darkness, for now, tipsy and pleasantly focused on keeping the upper hand with Dakota.
She ignored the scabbing line on her neck, screaming with giggles as Dakota tackled her. They ended up tangled in a knot on the floor, and Clerise, for one, was a little breathless.
The laughter was far from stopping, because holy s**t, his lips tickled against her skin. Scrabbling for purchase in her ticklish flail, Clerise wound her fingers into black locks at the base of Dakota's skull.
"Hey! Cheating! I can't very ********' well motorboat you back!" The redhead struggled to pull him up by the hair-- At the root, not at the end, to minimize pain-- forcing him to be eye to eye with her.
With Dakota's face close to her own, Clerise let herself leer for just a moment, wrapping strong thighs around his waist again. In her mind, a little niggling voice told her that he had a thing for Reine-- she could see Evie's chipper Twitter message in her mind's eye--
Then again. When had such a trifling matter ever stopped her before? She dragged him close, shifting just enough-- to wrap an arm around his torso, pressing her face into his neck, nipping lightly. "You're just going to need to get used to bein' the ********' little spoon, dude, come on!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 8:17 pm
He laughed as she squirmed from his pinching before batting his eyelashes at her. "But pinching is just part of the pain baby...." He fluttered them badboy eyelashes now. He liked her laugh though, it was ******** hilarious as he rolled her into the wrestling pin and continued to motorboat obnoxiously, and he liked knowing that they both were not thinking of that mission. That's right Clerise, feel dem vibrations on your breastes, focus on Dakota instead.
He made some sort of gurgling sound as she dug her hands in his hair and pulled him back. "The beauty of being a man..." He started as his hands snuck up her sides and squished her boobs together before letting them go. "Is that I don't get a nice pair of these soft little squishy-And thus have to play with yours ins-Ow okay I am coming up." He crawled up so that he was looking into her bright red eyes, and so that she didn't tug on his hair any more.
Their was defenitly something different about looking in her red eyes compared to the blue eyes of his crush on Reine. Reine, the girl he liked. Suddenly he felt really guilty for rolling and wrestling with Clerise and at the same time.....
At the same time, Why shouldn't he? He liked Reine, He liked Clerise, He liked girls....And Reine never responded to him, Clerise was hot, what was wrong with a little cuddling and scuffling and Augh too much thoughts going on right now!
He huffed a breath as her legs wrapped around him and then her arm, bring his neck down for her little nipping delights.
And she found his weakness. He gave a small sound of pleasure before rumbling. "Back to bed Little dipper, I like wrestling but I like sleeping too and if we don't get to the latter of the two, I might get TOO excited." He laughed before pulling himself and his little attachment (Clerise) up with him. Cupping her bottom, he held her there for a second, a twinkle in his eye...."...........So are you going to wrestle me for the little spoon again or will you admit defeat and accept your fate!?!?!?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 8:49 pm
"Oh, don't be a brat!" oh my god, he would NOT STOP WITH THE MOTORBOATING. It was stupid, immature, and pointless.
Which meant that it was right up her alley, if she was being frank with herself.
Her breath hitched as Dakota's hands roamed over her chest, nuzzling at the dark expanse of his neck, nails dragging along his back. "I can't believe your actual name for me is little dipper," she murmured into his skin, letting Dakota lift her.
Huh.
He was stronger than she thought. She kept her legs wrapped around his waist, holding onto him by the neck and the shoulder. "Oh, I don't know, getting too excited shouldn't really be a problem."
She gave him a smile, and it was a little sad-- the red line on her neck from Caelius' scythe was still healing. "I'm not in any hurry to sleep, quite honestly." It comes out more plaintive than she means, but lets the other hunter navigate them back into his bed, reluctantly accepting that Dakota wanted to hold her. It was...unusual.
She'd just wait till he slept first, hah. That'd show him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 9:10 pm
"Always a brat, Little dipper." He grinned...which again, got wider..."I like Little dipper, I think it might stick. You seem like a littler dipper. And that makes me the big dipper...." He poked her..."Get it..."
He pointed at her, "Little Dipper = Little Spoon. Your fate."
Then pointed to himself, "Big Dipper = Big Spoon. My fate. I will also accept nicknames such as Big Daddy, Big Bear, Papa G, Thug-" He continued to name off nicknames that started with Big and ended up with something ridiculous at the end. "I could call you Little Mama, Little Bear, Mama Thang, Boo, Babyphat-" And again he listed more nicknames for her, starting with little and ending with something most likely insulting/hilarious or just weird.
He did admit that his arms strained with her weight but....that's why he worked out. One day, he wanted to be as buff and strong as like Allan. Allan could bench press DDR machines....Dakota wanted to Bench press the Play station 3 version...Mats included. (haha joke)
"That's what you think but...your under the influence somewhat and still healing. Plus you know, I wouldn't be so good at it...yet." He looked away thoughtfully, "Let me look up some moves okay, on the internet. Or I can go talk to Dr. H or Robert or something. They seem to get all the ladies..." He laughed as he sat down on the bed, with her still attached before sighing and pressing his head in her neck, returning her nibbles along the red line before cuddling her close now.
It was much different to hold a woman actually, and he wasn't sure now what to do. Though he was sleepy, he didn't want to be a baby and just fall asleep before her. He stared at her again. "You go to sleep first..." He said with a yawn. Okay maybe he would fall asleep first...but he wouldn't do it without fighting!
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