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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 23, 2012 14:28:18 GMT -8
"Hmmmm."
Not under the bed, not behind the door. Not in the closet. That meant she was either up, or hiding in something.
He backed out of the closet and looked up at the ceiling of the main room, his fist hitting the wall connecting to the closet to cause the room to shake. The intention being to knock her loose if she was hiding up there.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 23, 2012 18:01:14 GMT -8
Bastille smirked, and flipped using the door frame as a grip point and vaulted herself under, then up into the air of the room. She shot out her legs and immediately slid them over one of Amtrums shoulders, and in her fall used her hands to grab his neck- tumbling her into his arms. She then took the water balloon at her side and smashed it neatly on his head. She just wore a bright smirk.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 23, 2012 19:57:12 GMT -8
He took a step back as she dove in to him, his arms moving to hold her. When the water balloon slammed in to his face the smile flickered from the surprise, before he laughed. Throwing her on to the bed and pouncing on her.
"You are lucky you are cute."
He said with a wicked grin as he prowled up her body, leaning in like he was going to kiss her, but instead his hands attacked her side in an attempt to tickle her. Water still dripping down his face.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 23, 2012 20:51:50 GMT -8
Bastille smirked. "Unlucky for you, thats the wrong spot. My nerve endings are dead there" she snickered, although her elbows were now tightly bent. She still had those nerve endings. But she wasnt going to allow him to tickle her either. Instead she took up a pillow for arms and hit his wet moppy hair. "Youre getting water all over me dimwit" she snarked.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 23, 2012 21:39:57 GMT -8
Mathew rolled his eyes at her comment and just shook his head rapidly to get her more wet.
"Problem?"
Wicked grin.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 23, 2012 23:57:49 GMT -8
"Yes- the water balloon was for you- not me!"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 23, 2012 23:58:40 GMT -8
"What can I say. I'm a giver."
He leaned in to kiss her.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 0:09:01 GMT -8
She looked confused as to what he was doing. Her eyes just stared at him as he leaned in and she smirked.
"You smell like breakfast" She murmured before he put his lips to hers. Creepily, perhaps, she kept her eyes open.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 0:10:02 GMT -8
He pulled back and rolled over on the bed.
"Bastille Cunningham. Moment killer."
He rolled his eyes and jabbed her with his elbow.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 0:14:34 GMT -8
Bastille smirked and rolled over on top of him.
"Bastille Cunningham- has exactly what she is in her name- cunning"
She leaned down and closed her eyes, kissing him on the cheek, then on the chin, then on the neck- a smile poised brilliantly on her lips.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 0:16:49 GMT -8
He let her kiss him, a small grin forming on his lips as her lips pressed against him. Not just because he was enjoying this, but because she wasn't the only cunning one. His hands moved up to gently tickle her elbows while they were not being protected.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 0:19:04 GMT -8
She immediately crunched in her arms, and her eyes narrowed.
"lets talk about who's a moment killer here...."
She hated being tickled and it was written all over the stupid expression of embarrassment she was wearing.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 0:21:58 GMT -8
Mathew's response was a full belly laugh and a wink as he leaned up to kiss her. She was adorable when she was embarrassed. Though he found her adorable most of the time.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 0:27:03 GMT -8
"Oh no- no you dont" She put her hand in front of her lips. "Try harder dragon- this princess is harder to capture once you've ruined her moment" She smirked. "Plus she has a sword"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 24, 2012 0:28:15 GMT -8
He grabbed her roughly and spun over to pin her back down under him.
"But no knight to save her from the vicious dragon."
He bared his teeth and leaned in to bite her neck, hard.
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