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Post by David B. on Nov 27, 2013 7:47:24 GMT -8
David brought a hand up, each pellet striking his air-covered palm as he moved it quickly from side to side, catching each one before it hit- except the last, which struck him in the side of the neck, causing him to inhale through his teeth, a small red mark appearing.
As she came forward to throw punches, he smiled. Good. Blunt force, close quarters. It was what he became comfortable with. His palm would snap down to stop her uppercut in it's tracks. At the same time, he brought up his other arm and bent it, palm over his ear to block the hook, her fist likely hitting the hard muscle of his bicep/shoulder. He would bring up the hand that had palmed her uppercut and snap one out of his own, aiming to uppercut her in the chin and send her stumbling back a bit.
"There are more important things than those needs, Les. Not that I ever would have argued, you were just a bit closed off for Sex, it seemed. Trust me though, I wanted it plenty."
He would follow after her, aiming to snap his hands out behind her head and pull her into a muay thai clinch, so he could have control of her body as he would start to try and bring up knees into her abdomen.
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Post by Your Mom~ on Nov 27, 2013 8:11:08 GMT -8
She leaned and bent her head to the side, avoiding his uppercut to her chin, but he was much better at close quarters than she was, grabbing her in the clinch and kneeing her in the stomach.
"I was close off...ugh...in general."
She explained, ducking and pushing up on his arms as she attempted to drop to the ground and roll away.
"I've made a lot of progress, and wouldn't be opposed to the idea."
If she was able to get away, she'd roll back to her feet, catching his gaze undressing him with her eyes as she stood back up, her arms in from of her loosely in a guard.
"I want it too, ya know."
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Post by David B. on Nov 27, 2013 8:17:53 GMT -8
David grinned.
"Why, ms debogart, are you coming on to me? Careful, people might think there is a conflict of interest between me and my secretary!"
She had easily escaped his clutches- as he repeatedly told himself, he wasn't here to hurt her. They were just messing around. And he didn't want to get too... terribly into his desires, such as they were when they were together. He was still adamant about remaining single- due to several factors beyond his control, yes, but also due to a few that were entirely within his control. Still, having such a discussion while beating each other up was very entertaining.
"And what do you mean, want? I can't very well give it to you now. What would people say? What would people think? Oh, the indecency..."
He was being sarcastic, poking fun of the situation. Still, he stepped forward and began literally undressing, so she didn't have to picture it anymore whipped up his arm, bringing up several small stones with wind and firing them at her with the same velocity she had fired those water pellets earlier- just enough to sting, like a paintball.
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Post by Your Mom~ on Nov 27, 2013 8:29:08 GMT -8
Les twitched as he butchered her name again, probably to his amusement. The teachers would butcher it all the time back when they were in school, as if 'Van' was her middle name or something.
"Van deBogart. And you're one of those guys that entertains the idea of a naughty secretary, aren't you?!"
She summoned a pint or so of water from the splashes on the ground, making an orb around her upper body and spinning it fast. The first two or three orbs pelted her shoulder and chest, but once her shield got up to velocity, the rest bounced off.
She flattened the orb into a thin wall of water, shoving it at him to attempt to knock him on his ass.
"It's a shame. I'm sure it would have been great."
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Post by David B. on Nov 27, 2013 8:34:41 GMT -8
David threw his arms up in front of him in an "X", the water slamming into him, his feet digging in and causing his form to slide backward rather than sit him on his ass. He brought them down and rolled his shoulders after and gave a smooth, confident smirk that was very much him, especially reminiscent of his days a School Captain. Calm, relaxed, in control.
"Of course it would be great. I would be directly involved."
His smooth grin turned into a wide one, showing his pearly whites as he chuckled a little. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and watched her for several seconds. He was mostly done fighting, if she was. His entertainment there was gone, and he had enjoyed what he had. He chewed his lip as he thought to himself for a moment...but instead just started backing away.
"You really should get back to work. I'm sure theres paper needing filing somewhere."
He was getting both turned on and a little carried away with his own memories...and he knew that could end badly. So, if she let him, he'd go.
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Post by Your Mom~ on Nov 27, 2013 8:57:33 GMT -8
Olesya gave a sharp 'hah!' at his statement...did he fashion himself as a sex god? Sure, they'd gotten a bit heavy a couple of times when they dated, but never quite...all the way. She hated to admit that she was very a bit curious.
"Once I'm finished dropping and picking up my pens, of course."
She responded, a wicked smirk on her face. The devious side of her wanted to see him sweat, to think about what he was missing, cuz damn, she was missing it too. She waggled her fingers at him, turning to walk back toward the war room, running her hand down the edge of the door as she walked inside.
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Post by David B. on Nov 27, 2013 8:59:45 GMT -8
David turned back, shaking his head at her words, walking backward. He admittedly checked her out as she left-
He hated to see her go, but damn did he love watching her leave.
/end thread
+1 Draw
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