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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 16:20:26 GMT -8
He returned her kiss and moved his arms to wrap around her in and embrace. His emerald eyes met her red ones and there was legitimate affection within, but behind that as always was a cold calculating eye. A glimmer of his burning passion still shone through, even now when he was at his most content. Like his bride to be, he wasn't normal. And some parts of him could be almost inhuman while others could be all to human. At least, he understood people enough to fake it. Even to himself.
"Do you feel better my love?"
He asked quietly once the kiss ended. Shifting to lean in and slowly plant a trail of kisses down from her ear and over her neck. Trailing to her collarbone.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 16:30:34 GMT -8
"mhm." she nodded slowly, allowing him more reach of her neck as her eyes flicked open and she stared across the room. She enjoyed the cold look in behind his eyes. Ironically, and perhaps, a little too much. She shifted to straddle him.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 16:58:39 GMT -8
He shifted his hands to her hips when she straddled him and bit down on her collar. Not terribly hard, but hard enough. Calculated, he knew her and her body. Generally he also knew her buttons, but she did surprise him now and again. He pulled away his lips and moved to look in to her eyes.
"Do you trust me Bastille?"
A not so simple question perhaps. But it was important.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 17:04:58 GMT -8
What was he a vampire? But it didn't hurt, only made her shudder a bit. She opened one bored eye and then slowly the other. Normally she'd answer her normal remark, but this sounded important.
"As much as I can" was her answer.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 17:13:38 GMT -8
"Good girl."
And a good answer. Trusting him fully was probably unwise. Though she could certainly trust him more than most. He did see marriage as a serious commitment, and thus he was aligning his interest with her. She was his interest.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 22:25:28 GMT -8
Good because she was fully distracted now. Her eyes were staring at him quizzically. "And i thought I was having a cryptic evening..." It was a prompt for him to start spilling because she was now completely uneasy.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 18, 2013 22:29:29 GMT -8
"You are. This is part of your evening."
He teased her with a poke to her side as he leaned back away from her and in to his seat. A smug shit eating grin plastered on his face. But his eyes remained fixated on her, unblinking.
"What happened to make your evening cryptic?"
He asked somewhat changing the subject. He was curious as to how her night went. Something had to have happened to bring out the affectionate side of her.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Mar 19, 2013 0:22:12 GMT -8
"Oh no you dont,..." She said poking his nose.
"What inspired you to apologize to me? All this talk, and you have me suddenly worried that I'm going to find you half dead again..you do NOT get to change the subject." She said crossing her arms heavily. Besides, she didn't want to talk about her night with Blaze. She'd be honest, and this might be the only night he wouldn't really appreciate her honesty.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 19, 2013 0:28:05 GMT -8
He furrowed his brows, his eyes crossing to look at her slender finger as she poked his nose. Blowing upward to try and banish her finger he shook his head ever so slightly. His shoulders raising in a small, quick shrug.
"Because you actually apologized to Blaze, which made us no longer even. Thus I apologized."
And balance was restored.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Mar 19, 2013 0:39:35 GMT -8
"For what?" She said quickly.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 19, 2013 0:42:21 GMT -8
"For being reckless."
He really didn't want to get in to it further.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Mar 19, 2013 0:48:03 GMT -8
Bastille gave him a short look and a huff but then shook her head. "Hopelessly so..." Looked like she would be doing detective work.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 19, 2013 0:50:17 GMT -8
"But not needlessly so."
He pointed out before flashing her a quick wink. His right hand giving her hip a small pat.
"Excited or nervous for the ceremony?"
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Mar 19, 2013 0:52:42 GMT -8
Her eyes narrowed to boredom again and she let out a sigh.
"Now?....I dunno, nervous still I think. Is that what you call the almost intolerable amount of muscle twitching in your stomach area?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 19, 2013 0:56:48 GMT -8
"I believe that's nerves yeah."
He said with a small chuckle. His right hand moving up to cup her cheek as he leaned in to plant a small tender kiss on her lips. Pulling back just slightly and pressing his forehead against hers.
"Barker send in his RSVP. Him and Mitsoumi will be at the wedding."
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