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 Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2016 9:21 am
iStoleYurVamps I am useless with titles, I was listening to the Rwby Soundtrack and just went with it | : Ofelia could not seem to calm herself down. Her heart was racing in her chest to the point she felt like she was on the edge of a panic attack. God knows she might have already had one, she had run as fast as her legs could carry her as long as they could, only stopping when she fell over herself and hit the floor with a loud thud. She did not feel the pain of impact though she was sure she would have two lovely purple bruises on her knees come morning. Looking across the street she realised her feet had brought her to the Xanis hotel, which was strange because the journey had been a blur, she had no idea where she was going. Getting up she brushed off her clothes and approached the entrance, knowing what she needed to do.
The next thing she knew she was talking to the woman on reception.
“Is he expecting you?” She asked and Ofelia just looked at her and shook her head. Her eyes were bloodshot and her undereye were sore, though she was not crying now it was obvious she had been. It made the woman look at her with suspicion and Ofelia backed away from the desk. “Miss, are you okay?” The woman asked, but Ofelia turned away from her and pressed the button on the elevator. “Miss, you can’t-”
Ofelia heard footsteps behind her and she pressed the button impatiently to call the elevator once more. Then when she heard someone directly behind her she instinctively ducked and dived through the door that lead to the staircase. She was sure she was being followed but her pursuer soon quit; Ofelia was ascending up three sets of stairs in the time it took them to get up one and was soon out of sight. She was moving like her life depended on it and did not stop until she was on the floor she wanted.
When she finally arrived her chest was heaving up and down as she gasped for air, emotionally and physically exhausted. She tried her best to compose herself as she walked down the corridor, trying not to draw any more attention to herself. Then she knocked on the familiar door, she had never come unannounced, she did not even know if he was here, but she had to try. She needed to see him.
She knocked again with hope, reading herself to leap into his arms as soon as the door opened. She just needed to hold him, needed to be held. It was unlike her to seek someone out in her moments of weakness but knew right now Elzo was the only person who could calm her down.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2016 12:23 am
Castor had his tears, his sorrows, but it was Elzo who had to answer for what his other half had done. What he'd done in the name of love. In the notion that maybe he could just, maybe... Wings carried him home. Secret pathways and a hidden elevator. He expected her. Yet when she did not arrive immedietly, he worried. Marlo cast him furtive glances, leaving the room to retreat to his own domain and leaving his brother be. They were still not speaking, the younger's guilt over what he'd done eating at him while the elder had the bitterness of guilt of and shame of a different sort. Tonight, separation would be welcome. Needed. Then came the call. A woman had wanted to see him. Brown hair, looked frantic, maybe drugged out, crying? Did they need to call security? He declined as he always did. Frantic women were nothing new. He said if she got unruly, he'd call for security. He hoped it was Ofelia. He also hoped it was not. He wasn't sure his heart could handle her right then. That he could keep up the facade. The double life. She could never know. She deserved a life free of conflict. So why did he pray it was her, so he could hold her, kiss her, say sweet nothings into her soft hair, and tell her his heart's pain? A knock at his door he didn't answer it at first. Then, he looked outside the peep hole. His heart sank. It caught in his throat. Cold fear in his veins, chill up his spine.A click to undo the lock he opened the door, voice cracking with surprise as he said her name. "Ofelia?"
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2016 2:41 am
Despite Elzo and Ofelia's 'close' relationship she was yet to even catch a glimpse of Marlo. So when she arrived on their doorstep the thought that both the brothers would be home failed to cross her mind. Not that it would make much of a difference, as Marlo seemed the sort to seek privacy and solitude.
After what seemed like a painfully long wait the door opened and golden eyes darted to seek his. There was no pause in her actions as she reached for him, wrapping her arms around board shoulders and resting her chin in the crook of his neck. She held him close and tight, refusing to let go.
With her face hidden in a veil of white hair she let her guard down slightly and let truer expression show through. Red eyes glistened but no tears fell. She was tired of being sad, she refused to spend another moment weeping.
"I chose you." Came a quiet voice, whispering the words in his ear like he would understand, though she knew he would not.
"Can I stay with you tonight? I don't want to be alone." Maybe it came off as too much of a plea, she could not have been making any sense. However she needed to ask.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 1:37 am
He threw herself at him, and he almost fell back as he caught her. Then- he held her, fingers digging into her clothes, tight and firm, he pulled her into his home and shut the door behind her. Damn him for caring. Damn him for loving. Damn himself for causing this pain. He knew what she spoke of, but Elzo wasn't supposed to. Elzo couldn't know. He averted his gaze for a moment, swallowing back his heart's elation as he feigned ignorance right into her face. "Ofie? Uh, babe?" He held her for a beat then as he gathered himself, he gathered her. A bend of his knees, a sweep of his arm, he picked her up, walking back to his room like it was just the thing to do. "...Okay." He just set her down on his bed, waiting for her to let go. "Do you want me to get you something first? Eat? Drink?" He was trying his best to hide what he felt. Happy, sad, worry, fear. Love. "I- I've missed you. Past few days I mean." He blushed looking down at her and the fact he'd just.. picked her up and put her on his bed. "And I don't mean physically. Just.. you."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 2:08 am
Ofelia heard the door shut behind her, relieved that at the very least she made it inside. She knew what this must look like, turning up out of the blue clearly distressed, speaking in riddles. She had lived it, been there every day as her mother succumbed to her own demons. Now she was acting so much like her and the fact send cold shivers through her body. She was not her mother, she reassured herself.
She did not let go of him as he scooped her into his arms. Ofelia was always taken back with how strong Elzo was, after all she was not the smallest or lightest of women. She never questioned why a CEO would be so athletic.
When she felt the bed below her she reluctantly let go of him. She held onto the edge of the mattress for support, bunching the sheets up between her fingers. She shook her head when he offered her refreshment, too nervous to eat, too choked up to drink. “You’re so cute when you're flustered.” A laugh escaped her lips to break the awkward silence, her hand rising to her face to rub her eye that was burning from tears shed.
Honey coloured eyes rose to look at his face as he spoke, the blush on his face triggering her own. Relief. “I missed you too. Elzo, I-”
She swallowed the lump in her throat, her voice trailing off. For all the advice she received, all the encouragement to tell Elzo exactly how she felt - her resolve seemed to turn to jelly now he was in front of her. Her heart beat loudly in her chest at his small confession, the hand on her face moving to push her hair behind her ear.
“This is… strange.” She muttered to herself, her gaze directing to look around his room. She had only ever seen glimpses through a doorway.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 1:55 am
He was uncertain, and it showed in more ways than one. The way his hands moved with what felt like a sudden clumsiness as if they were too big. The sudden flickering of his gaze darting around his room looking around to any place but her face as he tried to not let her see how she had flustered him. The way hiis accented Italian broke through in his speech as he sputtered around the words "Hardy, you're just unexpected is all." He dipped his head as the room went silence, Ofie saying that it was strange. God above if only she knew how strange. He was repeating the past. If anything, he was at least certain this time he wasn't romancing some agent of chaos so there was that going for him. Not that it helped the fact he'd been slightly cheating on her in a backwards way. Finally he reached out, cupping her chin and faced her head on. Elzo was supposed to be suave, direct. "Strange... how?" He licked his lips and then away from her. "I mean, normally you call or I invite you, but showing up crying is fairly new. However, not the most romantic. It's nice to see you but... what happened?" He wasn't supposed to know. "Who do I need to send my extensive mafia family after?"
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2016 9:55 am
New Years was eight months ago and in that time Ofelia had studied Elzo like she studdied most things. His movements. His voice. She liked to think she knew him well enough to know in this moment he was acting rather strangely. Though she thought hat a natural reaction to her own strange behaviour.
Then she was made to look up at him. "I have never been in your room before is all." Was her rather blunt response to his question, she always presumed he found inviting her into his space was too intimate. Or maybe it was she who felt that way.
"I hate showing this side of myself. Weakness, imperfection, it was never tolerated - The fact I am here now, like this, just proves what I already know." She was not afraid to let her guard down around him, let him see what she really was. Painfully human, all too capable of emotion and love.
"You have never been dishonest. Even when you thought your words would make me think less of you - it always had the opposite effect.
It's me who has let you down. I promised I would never ask more than you were willing to give, take things at your own passe - because you shared your vulnerability with me and I did not want to be insensitive.
I did not want you to think..." That she eas trying to replace the woman he loved and lost, that she was tring to fix him - he was never broken.
"I am not good with feelings, I told you that didn't I? I usually never realise what my heart wants until its too late for my words to matter.
I dont know how to say this. That I want to give more of myself to you, that I want to possess more of you."
She touched his hand with her own, resting her face in his palm.
How many of his lovers had become too attached, how many times had one asked for more even when he made his feelings clear from the start.
"I am sorry."
Because when faced with the man who had given her the world, all she could think about was Elzo.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 12:11 am
"Oh." He looked at her, heart suddenly thundering in his chest as he tried to make sense of her words. She really had never been in his room and well. This was hardly how he planned to introduce her to his most personal space. "Well." Looking around he suddenly was painfully aware that despite it all, he'd not been a very good man to Ofelia. Hell, for all his saying she mattered to him, he had kept his distant. s**t. s**t ********. "There's got to be a first for everything I suppose." A low hum, he urged her to lay back on the bed with him, hand running down her back, trying to sooth her. He watched her, eyes closing slightly as he listened to her talk. He smiled a bit. She had a nice voice, he never really thought about it but- he liked listening to her talk. Better than his voice filling a room. She was saying things that should scare him. She wanted a relationship. She wanted more than just what they had. He had told her to do this. Castor had. Now it was on Elzo. Elzo was the one she needed in her life. Not Castor. "I-" He wasn't sure what to say. "Just. Lay with me for a minute okay?" He wanted to just look at her. The sight of her in his bed. Her face. Her eyes and hair and lips and hear her breathing. "... There is a first time for everything." He smiled at her. "Guess this is one of those times, because I think I want the same thing. Sorry." He could have laughed. He wanted her in his life. Badly. He just didn't know how else to say it. Actually, he did. "Glad you're not the only weak one in this relationship."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2016 1:09 am
Ofelia was made to lay back with no resistance. Slightly on her side with brown hair fanning out like a halo across the duvet. Long limbs resting limply like a broken marrionete --- she did not realise how tired she was. How much his presence alone seemed to calm and elivate her at the same time.
"Just. Lay with me for a minute okay?"
Her face turned into the soft material as a blush spread across her face. A cold shiver ran down her spine and she found herself suddenly very aware of just how fast her heart was beating. He was looking at her so sincerly and it had disarmed her and left her without words.
Honey eyes watched at him with suprise and slight confusion. She did not understand what he was saying at first and just remained still as her mind tried to disifer what he meant.
Her hand reached out to grab his shirt, holding on gently to run the material between her finger and thumb. She found herself edging closer to him, her front pressed against his side, a leg wrapped around one of his, her head burried under his chin --- snuzzling into his neck softly.
She loved his scent, the soft pulse she could feel under his skin, the warmth he gave off. "Elzo, can I kiss you?" Asked a soft voice whilst the hand that was weakly holding his shift let go. She ran slender fingers across his jaw as her breath stroked his neck.
"I just ---" really want to be close to you right now.
The rest she was sure they would work out in time.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2016 3:56 pm
Permission. She was asking his permission to go past that final barrier, the final threshold of casual hook up lover to something more. The line in the sand and her foot was hovering over the edge. His was poised to do the same. To cross that boundary into forbidden territory. A great unknown. There was a sensuality in her touch yet it was nothing more than touch. The comfort of nearness and embrace. This was intimate without heated wants and desires for carnal pleasures. This was something else. This was love and Elzo couldn't help the chill that ran down his spine at the revelation before them. Love was what he felt and he was terrified. There was a possibility here. A real chance it could work. That this time, he might be able to have normalcy, to have a part of his life not swallowed away by a war he'd been fighting since before he'd been born to human skin. A life and world so unlike all the others he'd come to know. "Yes." He whispered. Smile tugging the corners of his mouth. " But I want-" He propped him self up on one arm. "I want to say it first." He felt heat in his face reaching down his neck and to his ears, no doubt flushing red. "I love you Ofelia."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2016 4:23 pm
Ofelia adjusted herself as he moved to prop himself up on his arm. The two were a mass of tangled limbs entwined on his bed --- No real way of telling where one ended and the other began.
The brunette looked up at him with soft honey coloured eyes. Rich locks cascading like a halo around her head.
Then there was a cold stabbing pain to her chest as ice began to run through her veins --- yet her skin was warm to the touch. She could not describe how she felt as she heard those words, it was not too far from fear but an emotion all of its own; love.
She reached up with a hand, resting it at the side of his face as her thumb ran across his rough, freshly shaved cheek. "Elzo--." On realising her voice was a hair too high she paused and swallowed the lump in her throat. Her mouth was dry.
She used her free arm to push herself up off the mattress so her face could creep closer to his own. Her words were little more than a whisper, meant for him and him alone. "I love you too." Hand still cradling his face he pressed a small kiss on the corner of his mouth.
"Like a field of flowers, all in bloom." He had told her that is what real love felt like and it had taken her a long time to understand what he had meant.
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