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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 13, 2009 17:33:05 GMT -8
Bastilles eyes where closed. She hadnt noticed a thing instead her hand had moved to his wrists setting him free. When his kiss was done she had sat up and turned to grab his leg braces when suddenly her eyes caught something. She fumbled with his ankles and then turned around on the bed, to sit up and coverher face. It was in her head to shoot herself at that second. How awkward that she would be doing this right now, blushing her head off. But flash back had hit her.
She bit her lip and looked back at him with a smile.
"You're free" She said with a small chuckle and then started to stand up. She could feel her heart in her chest pounding. She had half a mind to stay put, but the other part of her pleaded with her to leave. She had toyed with him, now it was time to go before things got serious. But Blaze was the only man right now that she wanted to be with...what was the harm? THE NURSE MIGHT COME BACK!!! Bastille new her resolve...not right now...it would have the same effect...no...but....but....Bastille continued to stand to leave.
((sorry its short))
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Post by David B. on Oct 13, 2009 17:51:01 GMT -8
David breathed through his mouth as she undid his bindings, but instead of sitting up and clearing his throat, trying to hide what was there, he instead sat up, took her by the hips and pulled her to him. He sat on the edge of the bed, the girl between his legs as he pressed his lips to hers, a constant stream of images causing both pain and happiness flooding him ignored by the taste of her mouth and the feel of her tongue. He held it for a few moments, before gently releasing the hold he hand on her lips, looking into her eyes.
"I...i remember a party. And a hotel. I remember Mathew Amtrum...Why do you make me feel this way? What was it we had?"
He couldn't help but ask those questions- he was feeling so far under water now- she wanted him, he could see it, and for some unknown reason he wanted her too. He couldn't help it- he was usually so picky when it came to girls, but she wiped away his defenses as though they were nothing. He leaned in, his lips close to her again, but obviously resisting, waiting her to show she wanted him to continue.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 13, 2009 17:57:50 GMT -8
Bastille was hesitant to lean in. Hesitant to even move. Her crimson eyes fell and looked to the side. For the first time in years...first time in perhapse in the life time it felt like it had been since Mathew had left, she slowly leaned in and let her arms around his neck and embraced him in a tight and somewhat girlie hug. She closed her eyes tightly and then with a quick sigh she kept her position as she explained.
"I was in love with Mathew Amtrum until you came along...It was an intence passion, something i couldnt forsee or deny. The hotel...the party....all time when it was just us two together...so many time we could have ended it...but we didnt. We never said we where boy friend and girl friend...and Mathew laughed at me when i would look at you...but i loved him too...somewhere inside i still do....but David...I want you david....ive always wanted you, then, now....it makes no difference...i can be without him,...i miss him sure....but what i cant be without is you...i want you..."
She leaned up and looked at him with tears in her eyes.
"i may be a little crazy" she smiled "but i want you...right here...right now" she said. With a forceful push by god she would swear, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his hard.
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Post by David B. on Oct 14, 2009 8:58:49 GMT -8
David kissed her back, pulling her on top of him, and without conscious thought or effort, without worrying about what it meant to himself and to her, he tugged her shirt off over her head and placed his mouth on her neck, his hands going to her pants.
---------A time skip later---------
David lay, breathing heavily, a slight grin on his face. The door was locked, and scattered about the room lay various articles of clothing, mostly hers. He looked over at her, grinning in memory-the small medical bed having been used for many a...thing, as well as the couch, the desk, the monitor, and the floor. Still, looking at her next to him on that hospitals couch he knew, strangely, that he didnt regret anything. He could remember so many bits and pieces of thier relationship, but most of it was still very fuzzy. He knew he cared about her, deeply, and though he couldnt point his finger on everything they had together, he still enjoyed what happened, and would definitely do it again.
And again and again.
ANYWAY!
He stared at her, waiting for her to look at him before he would stroke his hand across her face, and plant a soft kiss on her lips, his sweat pouring from his chisled frame.
"I...i love you..."
And though he didn't completely know why, he meant it.
OOC((Wow, three years after i create him, the boy finally loses his virginity. Way to go David. -high fives him-))
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 14, 2009 11:03:50 GMT -8
Bastille felt warm all over. The entire event had driven her to the point she didnt even know who she was anymore. Lying next to him her eyes where closed and she was breathing lightly. She would have fallen asleep if he hadnt touched her face, though she couldnt bring herself to be peeved at him.
"mmhm" she groaned and kept her eyes closed wanted at most right now to be firmly and deeply asleep. It was as events started to reply in her head, and the recolection of where she now lay she sat up and blinked.
"YIKES!" she yelped in a thick british accent. Her hair was down to her shoulder blades now, her qi had probably erupted somewhere along the way. She let her crimson eyes wonder the room. The place looked like a mess, from the desk which bastille might have to fix seeing as papers where everywhere, her clothes where stroon about the room.
With a grumble she closed her eyes and rubbed her temple. Bastille was grumpy in the morning...or rather when tired. She turned and realised that Blaze was still there. Her eyes landed on him and she blushed and looked away with a grumpy look. Braiding her hair she immediatly found her shirt near by on the floor and leaned over to grab it.
"so...." she mumbled. Her face beat red.
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Post by David B. on Oct 14, 2009 20:04:49 GMT -8
He chuckled.
"Oh, don't tell me your going to turn all red after what we just did...Its not like i havn't seen your body by now....from several different angles."
He gave a wide grin before rolling his eyes and handing her her shirt. Eyes watched like a predator, looking over her body as she got dressed. He watched without restriction, eyeing everywhere his body had touched. He couldn't stop smiling. His heart was swollen- his smile faltered. What had he just done? Had sex with a girl he felt strangely attracted to? In love with? WHY!? His eyes got a little wide as he pulled the covers over his lap, looking back up at the ceiling. He calmed his mind before it started exploding. He just...he didn't remember. Thats all. They were close- they HAD to be...He grew still almost as quickly as he grew ashamed. He didn't regret it. He knew this. He looked back at her.
"Me and you...we're gonna have a lot of catching up to do."
He stood, letting the blanket fall off his totally naked frame, looking at her with a smile and a wink before hunting for his clothes.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 14, 2009 23:32:37 GMT -8
Bastille had almost punched him for his comment. Shoveing on her clothes on she suddenly felt an aching between her legs. She knew what it was from. Ironically the doctor had told her to steer clear of sexual intercourse for a while. Who was bastille to think she would be having that any time soon. Guess she was wrong. She looked back at him just as he stood and suddenly blushed bright red. Yet she couldnt stop staring.
Finally tearing her eyes away she gave a weak scoff.
"You've got that right...dinner friday work for you?" She said nonchalantly.
She was thrusting on her jacket.
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Post by David B. on Oct 14, 2009 23:41:55 GMT -8
He cocked an eyebrow.
"If you like it so much, you can take it home with you..."
He was of course talking about where she was staring, his boxers going on as she put on her jacket. He smiled, pulling them up slowly before finally causing his manhood to slip behind the safe cover of his clothing. He shook his head while smiling.
"Absolutely- you want to call me with the time?" He cocked his eyebrow again, this time the opposite one. "Assuming you have my number..."
He would watch her lithe form, picturing unconsciously what she looked like underneath, a grin spreading across his mind as he awaited her answer.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 16, 2009 10:08:59 GMT -8
"heh. Ill text you...geez ye of little faith." She mocked and finished putting on her cloths. She immediatly went to the mirror to brush her hair withher fingers. When she was properly dressed to head back out into the world she walked up to blaze and pecked him on the lips before opening the door and walking out.
"later" she called and slumped off to class. She was sore all over and ditching sounded like an awesome idea.
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