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Post by Alondra Redson on Mar 28, 2007 11:46:56 GMT
Alondra looked up at him with a grin. Every word made her stomach quiver and her heart clench. It was amazing how much he could do to her.
"You're quite unsure." She teased, and she leaned to kiss him, letting her lips rest on his ever so gently.
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Post by boofhead on Mar 29, 2007 9:27:33 GMT
Striker felt her lips against his and the only thing he could do was respond in kind, lightly pressing his own against hers. He wrapped his hand around her and pulled her closer to him, placing his hand gently on her back. The feeling and the electricity he felt in the air filled him with a strange feeling, one he was unsure of, what was it?
At that very moment, he ceased to care about anything else other than her.
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Post by Alondra Redson on Mar 29, 2007 11:30:10 GMT
Alondra placed her hands on the sides of his face going in a little deeper with the kiss. She a twinge of passion to it, something he deserved it seemed after so many minutes of just talking. What went from playful fun was turning into a masquerade of what she liked to call love. Her heart was growing accustomed to him, taking him in and sheltering him there. She wanted him, and almost needed him. And to think it had only been an hour.
She pulled him down to her a bit so he didn't have to make so much effort to keep her close. But she kept the contact at their mouths quite thoroughly, so she didn't miss a thing.
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Post by boofhead on Mar 31, 2007 12:05:56 GMT
Striker allowed himself to be lowered onto her, his hand slowly aching as he held her in place. The pleasure he felt on his lips was absolute, nothing he had ever felt matched it, the only thing going through his mind was keeping her where she was, for how long he was unsure of.
Without noticing, he moved his hand and slowly ran it down her thigh, feeling it and caressing it slowly, but when realising what he had done he removed his hand from her thigh and pulled away from her, slowly sitting up as he felt ashamed of himself.
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Post by Alondra Redson on Mar 31, 2007 13:22:21 GMT
((Yes, we have a horny teenager. Lol))
Everything was perfect and she had an idea that it would last for a while, and she wanted it to. She hadn't had anything like this since Kandler or even before him. But what if those words were just a way to get what he wanted?
His hand touched her thigh sending signals up her spine to her brain that something was going on here, but it didn't seem to bother her. She actually sort of liked it. It wasn't like she was new to that sort of thing. Even though it seemed too soon, too wrong she let him do it only keeping him all the closer and keeping the kissing passionate, but he pulled away.
Alondra sat up slightly as well and looked at him unsure of what had happened. Had she done something? Or had he done something? Maybe it was good thing that he stopped.
"Are you alright?" She asked genuinely caring about it.
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Post by boofhead on Mar 31, 2007 23:38:47 GMT
((Hey, he's 17, the only thing that goes through a 17 year old males mind is sex afterall,  Thank god I've grown past that age. ;D )) Striker slowly nodded, not daring to look at her again. He began to feel uncomfortable now, but the thought of what he had done sickened him, everything he learned about morality was flushed away in one moment of pure delight. He sat there, not looking up and pondering on what he did, how could he have done it? Especially only knowing her for a mere amount of time. He slowly looked up at her, trying not to look into her eyes as he feigned a smile. 'I have to go, I did something earlier and I've forgotten about it til now.' He said, standing quickly. He looked away and found his bag, slinging it onto his shoulder as he took one last look at Alondra. 'I want to see you again, tomorrow night at the lake sound alright?' |
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Post by Alondra Redson on Apr 1, 2007 1:36:09 GMT
Alondra stood up as well and looked at him unsure of what was really going on. He seemed worried about something, like he had done something wrong, and she really didn't think about it too much after that fact.
She simply nodded, though she didn't want him to go.
"Alright." Before he could run off though she came and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips lightly. She then pulled away completely with a smile and waited for him to leave.
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Post by boofhead on Apr 1, 2007 2:56:57 GMT
Striker put his arms around her as she kissed him without realising. A smile appeared on his face as she let go of him. 'I'll see you tomorrow then,' he said, looking into her eyes. He still felt resentment for what he had done, but he would make himself get over it.
With one last look, he took her hand and gently squeezed it, showing his affection for her, before letting go and turning away and walking away, disappearing into the trees.
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