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Post by alexander jay martin! on Jul 15, 2008 23:27:42 GMT -5
and i just need to keep quiet, quiet don't let it all come undone because if i dare open my mouth, it'll only be to bite my tongue, to bite my tongue; Alex still held her tight; not releasing her until he thought he might be crushing her. He felt so horrible, with all that went wrong with her. He felt almost pity for her, but not like 'poor you, your life sucks' pity. He was just sorry he couldn't be there for her, y'know? He loosened his grip on her when he felt himslef squeeze; he wouldn't be able to crush her with his weak arms, but he wasn't puny; just not totally buffed out. Keaite probably went for those sort of guys; so he again began to question why he was lying in bed with her. He was just a sweetie pie, that's all. Girls toppled over each other for him back home; maybe it was because he was one few cutie in the freaking town. Sure, the football stars, but the scene chicks adored him; yummy right? Keatie spooked him from his trance when she raised herself, then rolling over on top on him. Her arm outstretched, that was the only reason he remained calm. She flicked her fingers and the light went out. Oddly, with the city moon pouring in on them, he could still make out her face's form. She was even more gorgeous with the blue light that shone on her left cheek. He felt like he was invading her though; she just got done talking about her molesting uncle and shit? He would be... careful, hm? By the time he had his ams around her waist again, she had her gorgeous porcelain lips against his. He could feel the two gaps under his lip, where his piercings were supposed to be. He was almost disappointed that he didn't have them in; he could tell she liked them. But what the hell; she was kissing him sweetly right now and he just pressing himself against her, even though she was now lying on him. She kissed his neck, and his whole body tingled. She was amazing, it wasn't the kissing that was. I mean, it was the kissing, but it was just her. It wasn't anything horrid like the night before, this all felt right. Like she belonged in his arms that night. Alex... Oh no. Something emotional was coming on, and all he could do was listen and answer as close to the truth and as nicely as he could. The two always caught him up. Had he ever been in love? He couldn't speak, he just blinked. He had, only once. It was just... he couldn't tell her. What the fuck was he thinking? If he said anything to her, she'd probably run off crying again, and pretend she never met him. He'd lie. He was a good lier, and he knew she wouldn't question him if she was satisfied. Wait, what if he made her really happy? Like saying something witty, and something super romantic? She'd probably snuggle right up to him and kiss him again. He felt his shirt wrinkle up uncomfortably under him. But he didn't move, moving would probably force him off of her, and that was the opposite of what he wanted. It was the black one he'd worn all night; why would he change anyway? Whatever, Alex. He finally came up with an answer. ...No, never. Not until... not until now...? He said, questioning his words at the end. He didn't question himself; maybe he was in love. How long did it take someone to fall in love? Man, Alex would search eBay for an instruction manual on Love that he knows doesn't exist. But fudge, he wish there was such a thing. Well, anyway, he was questioning her reaction. Maybe she'd just blow him off right now, go running off, never speak to him again. He hoped he didn't scare her. But man, maybe she was just being a selfish witch. Witch, haha? He looked at her for a long moment, then touched the back of her head with his fingers and kissed her gently. He brought her back up, his eyes searching her for an answer. By then his eyes had adjusted greatly, so he could see her for the most part.
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Post by keatie deville on Jul 16, 2008 0:06:33 GMT -5
...No, never. Not until... not until now...? She seemed to loose focus. What did he just say? Until now? As in right now? She blinked a little unable to speak. Kate never really thought about "love" too much. She never thought about it because she knew she could end up amazing or terrible, and Kate hated knowing. So when she was forced with the reality of her feelings for Alex, she had tried to ignore them like they weren't there. Of course, they were, but she would never had believed that. She felt her lips press up againt his and she closed her eyes kissing back for a second before their lips departed again. She ached for them, she wanted him back.. Now she would have to say something right? Huh? Smooth move, Kate. Smooth move. She didn't really know how to react to the whole situation. So yeah, she wasn't really expecting that but damn. She inhaled deeply and smiled a little. You can't love me Alex. There was so much sadness in her voice. I'm pretty unlovable. She felt like that was true... She really did. She was a sad girl, lonely and aching for something she didn't even understand.
But you're not. She kissed him affectionately. Was she telling him she loved him? She couldn't really tell (as odd as that sounded.) She didn't know how you could tell someone. I... She was trying to find a way to word things correctly. She started again. How do you when you're in love? She was questioning herself, as well as Alex. Because with you... I want to be with you every second of my life.. I want to see your face when I wake up and when I go to bed.. And then I only want to kiss you... She was quiet for a minute, trying to process all of what she had said. It was a confession of some sorts, or at least an attempt. She wondered how he would take it. Maybe he would get scared and tell her to go away or something. She bit her lip anxiously. She wasn't one for emotional moments, but this is what it felt like right now. She didn't want to cry or anything like that, she wasn't a complete cry baby. But at the same time, she did feel like cuddling up next to him and never letting go... Ever. She kissed his neck again, nibbling gently. She wasn't going anywhere, or at least not planning on it.
Never in a million years did she think this day would come.
She was scanning his face for reactions, her eyes becoming adjusted to the faint light that glistened though. He was still amazingly cute, still like a perfect picture or something she was scared of ruining. She had admitted she loved the guy, he had admitted he loved her. What happened now? Do they just, move on or something? Do they just forget about it the next day. Obviously, Kate had never done this before. It was like she needed some kind of instruction book about it or something. Maybe her and Alex could read it together so they both could try and understand this all. Make sense of madness. Money could buy a lot, but it couldn't buy understanding and knowledge. She kissed him on the lips again. It was actually weird without his lip rings but she still liked how his lips tasted. Her lips parted and she slowly slid her tongue into his mouth, trying not to take him by surprise of anything. She was a lot more careful with him now. She was trying to respect his boundaries, even if she really didn't know where they were. He had never told her "you cant do this" and "you cant do that." But she was trying to still respect any kind of "line" he did have. Most people didn't factor making out as crossing any lines, but after the other night maybe he did? She wanted to take off the shirt, to press up against him, to feel him against her. But not in a purely sexual way. A loving way. If that makes any sense.
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Post by alexander jay martin! on Jul 16, 2008 0:48:37 GMT -5
and i just need to keep quiet, quiet don't let it all come undone because if i dare open my mouth, it'll only be to bite my tongue, to bite my tongue; So Alex didn't really know what he was saying when he spoke to her. Had he just told her he loved her? Shit, really? Did he even know? Oh fuck. He was in a slight trance, until he kissed her. She kissed back, he could feel her press up against him. He thought of the other girls he had had pressed up against him in the past, and the one girl from his high school that he was sure he was in love with. He told her the same sort of thing, telling her he loved her without the actual words 'i love you' and crap. He tried to forget how that relationship ended up. He did at the moment, then most of it came rushing back to him. The feelings he got when she had to leave, go to bigger things. The amount of grody tears he'd cried over her. Shit, why'd he have to recall of this crap now? He felt like screaming, swearing, and throwing things. That's what the kid usually felt like doing, especially after remembering stupid things. And if he couldn't do any of the three, he'd bite his nails. Filthy little habit he had. He didn't do anything, he just sort of stared at the ceiling with this gorgeous French girl in his clothes snuggled into him, in a way. But then Alex snapped alive, listening to her. What sort of question was she asking, anyway? Was she implying that she didn't know? Well he didn't either, so at least they were on the 'same page'? Or whatever. He didn't know what to say. Maybe he could sneak out of all this, or something. He needed to be crafty, because he hated all this right now. Maybe we should just go to bed... you've had a rough night, Keatie. He whispered after she'd nibbled on his neck. He didn't want her to stop, of coarse; but she had to end it somewhere before he jumped on her and screamed KEEEAAAATIEBEAAAARRRRR! so yesh. To bed, he'd have to go. He found a way to scoot out slightly from under her, so he was still slightly under her head. Maybe he'd pretend to be, like, asleep at the time she said all this, and had been delirious, so forget about it when they woke up? He didn't know what to do, but for now he just wanted to sleep. He was actually really tired, now that he thought about sleep, and how badly he wanted it... Maybe it was him being sleepy, that's why he said what he did about love. But maybe, perhaps he really meant it, and was just scared. That's what he put into consideration. But by the time he was thinking all this, he was falling slightly. Into a light slumber...
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Post by keatie deville on Jul 16, 2008 1:09:15 GMT -5
Kate wasn't stupid at all, she noticed how he just completely avoiding the subject all together. Maybe he regretted what she said, here were the walls building themselves up again. Now she had felt like she had done something or said something she shouldn't have. It hurt her, a lot, and as he moved. So did she. Away from him, to the edge of the bed nearly falling off. He wouldn't even notice would he? She was starting to feel tired herself. REALLY tired. Her weak little body felt like jelly against the comfortable on the sheets. Maybe tomorrow everything would be weird, the same, better? Who knew. She didn't really want to find out really; scared of what would happen. She could feel herself drifting away, like she kept going in and out of conscience. She could hear the cars outside, and some people laughing. Small world huh? She wondered what they were talking about, who they were.
Before she knew it herself, she was rolling over and clinging onto Alex like a small child. like he had earlier. She had missed him. She felt pathetic, really disgusting. What the hell? Why was she clinging to him so much? maybe he would blow her off like earlier. She wasn't taht mad about it really, just confused about the situation. Alex wasn't a mean guy though, he wouldn't purposely hurt her would he?
She drifted off to sleep.
And then just like that. Like a second had passed by and it was morning again. She had still been clinging onto alex, her who body felt uncomfortable and achy, hereyes were fluttering open and she yawned loudly, shoving her head under the pillow and kicking her legs like it would make the sunshine go away. Like a stupid immature child. She groaned and kissed Alex's cheek. Hey... She said sleepily. I can leave now if you want. She didn't know what wasgoing off between them now with everything. With all that was said last night it was hard for her to understand where they stood
ooc: sorry its crap and short, butttt you hadda go and i didnt wanna keep you <3
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Post by alexander jay martin! on Jul 16, 2008 1:25:44 GMT -5
and i just need to keep quiet, quiet don't let it all come undone because if i dare open my mouth, it'll only be to bite my tongue, to bite my tongue; Alex didn't know what he was supposed to say or do. He had slid from under her, and he felt light now that he had no Keatie against him. He missed it. He closed his eyes, which was a lot easier than he thought would be. He was just about to relax when he felt a body press up against him again, arms that could only be Keatie's slide around him and snuggle against his chest. Her lips reached his cheek. He tried not to move, to be an immature child and pretend he was already asleep. But he moved closer to her, an arm folding gently over her back. It seemed as though he was already asleep, you know? He was just moving like he was drifting in a dream, or shifting under the covers. But before he knew it, he was out. Sleeping for him was easier than he thought.
Alex didn't wake right away. He really just awoke when he felt another motion next to him. Keatie's arm was still wound around him, and he just shifted like a wounded puppy, and whimpered. He felt the mattress shake a few times, but it was the motion of the girl's feet kicking or something. He moaned again, this time a little less whimper-ish, and rolled over. He felt his back against Keatie's chest. He pressed his shoulder blades against her, moving like he was shifting in his sleep. He finally found a spare pillow, winding it up and whipping it back over Keatie's head. He sat up, his hair so massively wild that it looked as though he styled it that way. He grinned evilly down at Keatie, waking her with the pillow. His eyes were tired, his grin pushed by the muscles in his cheeks that were still trying to wake up. He yawned, throwing his arms in the air. He was oblivious to the night before. He honestly didn't remember any love remarks other than that she was sleeping in his bed and had curled against his chest. He shivered, feeling the A/C twitch on. He pulled the covers up innocently, like a small child, holding the edge of it under his chin and making a 'brrrrrrrrrrrrr.' sound. He grinned down on her again, smiling at the pillow he'd thrown at her. Morning, sleeping beauty. He said, chuckling slightly then yawning. Still an oblivious fool.
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Post by keatie deville on Jul 16, 2008 2:19:10 GMT -5
Morning, sleeping beauty She had smiled slightly when he had bopped her with the pillow. Groaning and sticking her tongue out at him. He seemed like way more of a morning person than she was, by a mile stone. She wondered if he remembered what had happened last night, or maybe he was just ignoring it and pretending nothing had happened. She still lay there, not wanting to get up what so ever. She was comfy here, but she had to go home at some point right? She groaned again as she stretched and stood up. "I guess I'll head home." She said in the middle of a yawn. She wobbled a little, still not exactly with it and fell back on to the bed. She found it a little hard to believe they had been cuddling all night. She hadn't "cuddled" with anyone before. But... It was nice. She ribbed her eyes for a second, smiling a little at his hair. It was cute. Really, it was. She wanted to laugh, but that would have been rude, so she refrained. She could tell his Nirvana shirt now smelt like her, which she wondered if he would mind. She had a girly smell, she always wore "curious" by Britney Spears. She LOVED that fragrance more than any really, but hey, maybe Alex didn't. Maybe he didn't want his band shirts smelling all girly and shit.
It still bothered her he hadn't said shit about last night. But she didn't want to bring it up. Well. She did, but she didn't. She took a deep breath and looked at him straight in the eyes, like a piercing way. It wasn't a mean look, or anything. But people had always said, if looks could kill, Kate would be a mass murderer. When she wanted to know something, she wasn't playing games. Ever. "Alex, why did you pretty much tell me you loved me last night?" She was refraining from chewing at her lip nervously. She didn't really know how else to put it. Would she spoil his day for this? But it wasn't fair, she wanted to know, even if he wasn't being serious about it all. She needed to know where he stood. You could tell she wasn't messing around, that this wasn't some joke she was playing or anything. Kate was an open book in a certain context. You could read her facial expressions easily, see how she meant things, all that stuff. But stuff like getting to know the real her was a deep challenge. She was more like a closed diary when it came to stuff like that. Sad but true.
She still had an aching to kiss him as well, like he would make the whole be better if he just pressed his lips up against hers. Really, she loved this feeling she got with him but at the same time she despised it. She felt weak and vulnerable, like he could easily hurt her. And really, with all the information he had - he could. Yeah sure, he didn't know her whole life story, but he knew enough that could tear her down. Maybe he was the only person who could, but she didn't want to find out. What she wanted to know were his feelings for her. She wanted to make sure they were on the same page if anything.
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Post by alexander jay martin! on Jul 16, 2008 9:53:57 GMT -5
and i just need to keep quiet, quiet don't let it all come undone because if i dare open my mouth, it'll only be to bite my tongue, to bite my tongue; He scratched his head, yawning once more in his slouched sat-up position. He was indeed tired. But you know, like at sleepovers, when you really really want to go back to sleep, but your friend is indeed awake and ready to face the world? That's what he was being now, a total poop to Keatie. She looked totally dead, and she was cute. He wanted to cuddle her right then and there, you know? Alex's eyes flicked to the digital clock as Keatie spoke. 9:56. Almost ten. No, at least stay so I can make some delish eggs or something. He said, rolling off the bed and onto his feet. The black shirt he wore was hanging off his shoulder, and there were some wrinkles in it, of coarse. How can you go sleeping without getting wrinkles? Whatever. So Alex was about to totally walk out right then, and pee. But Keatie spoke up. Alex, why did you pretty much tell me you loved me last night? Alex blinked, sliding on his heels until he faced her in his bed. He scratched his head, his mass of hair just sort of bobbed at his touch. His gorgeous electric eyes suddenly widened and sparked. Oh shit. It was all coming back to him now, he must've had something to drink or something. No he really didn't, but he was acting like it. He then calmed down and shrugged, a hand on his neck. I could see well enough to tell that you don't talk about that sort of thing, your uncle thing i mean, with others. I dunno... I just do. He said, shrugging again and looking out the window in front of him. He just sort of starred past Keatie, wanting not to see how she reacted. Maybe it was the marvelous sleep that he had that made him so regular today. So it was true, he loved her. But he spoke like he didn't care what she thought; and he didn't. She could walk out on him now, but he was only telling the truth. He could just, find someone knew he supposed, try and forget about cute little Kate, and move on. It was a lot easier said than done, but he had the confidence to tell her he loved her, and not really mind if she walked out. He didn't know why, but it felt like she loved him too. So maybe she wouldn't leave, she'd just leap on him right now and kiss him until neither of them could breathe. It was a possibility. It was also a possibility that a horse come crashing through Alex's front door, screaming like a maniac. But whatever, that didn't matter. He's just getting the point across, right? So Alex really just stood there, a hand gripping his neck, his eyes electric and almost careless as they looked out onto the city. He could hold it; his bladder was strong. He could go pee in three hours if he wanted, like it wasn't that bad. But enough about pee, right?
ooc: 606 words bby! pshchow!
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Post by keatie deville on Jul 16, 2008 12:35:29 GMT -5
No, at least stay so I can make some delish eggs or something. She shrugged nonchalantly and nodded. Why not? "Well ok, if you say so. Because I'm hungry!!" She lifted up her shirt -- well, his shirt and showed him her flat stomach, with her little silver belly button ring. She had a great belly actually, one of the things she was proud of, she grabbed some "fat" which was just really skin and jiggled it. "See how fat I am!" She joked, sticking her tongue out at him playfully. "Hey... I never showed you." She stood up, turning around and bending over a little, and pulling his shirt up and the shorts down he let her wear until she could feel it was down far enough so he could see her tattoo of the small heart on her lower back. "See." She pulled the shorts back up after a couple more seconds, and the shirt back down readjusting herself, listening too him.
I could see well enough to tell that you don't talk about that sort of thing, your uncle thing i mean, with others. I dunno... I just do. She blinked for a few more seconds. WHAT? That made no sense. The only thing that DID make sense to her with that was "I just do." Her little head nodded and she came closer too him, kissing his cheek. You know I feel the same way, don't you? Maybe he did, maybe he didn't. She hoped he did know, that she cared for him deeply, that she loved him. She was thinking this was love, because no one had ever made her feel like this before. But then again there was always the "infatuation" emotion. The thought that you were in love with someone when really you were just obsessed. Which she didn't think she was obsessed with him. Like, she thought about him all the time, and LOVED being with him... But...It wasn't like she was building an altar to him or anything. That was just be weird. Ya know?
She hugged him gently before going off into his laundry facilitatory area and picked out her dry clothes and undies. She closed the door figuring Alex was peeing or something, and put on her clothes, already missing the warmth of his shirt. She sighed and folded up the clothes he had let her wear and smoothed out her white shirt with huge lips on them, and her jeans, thankful they were dry. She already missed the warmth of Alex in his bed; the way they had been so close to one another. She loved it, the feeling of happiness she had felt, that fluttering feeling she had in her heart and she didn't really want to let any of that go. Her small hands took the rest of her clothes and his and she walked out, and found her tote stuffing her clothes in there, and then took Alex's shirt and shorts and bringing them to his bed and gently placing them there before laying back down on his bed and closing her eyes again, like she could make the whole world disappear. She started thinking back to quotes she had heard "Wise men say, only fools rush in. But I can't help falling in love with you." Was this too fast to be in love? Maybe she shouldn't be saying something so early on in their friendship. Didn't most people know each other for years before uttering the word love anyway?
ooc: you're really improving!!! GO FLO!
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Post by alexander jay martin! on Jul 17, 2008 0:18:38 GMT -5
and i just need to keep quiet, quiet don't let it all come undone because if i dare open my mouth, it'll only be to bite my tongue, to bite my tongue; Alex grinned, and couldn't help but let out a small, sweet laugh. She was so cute, especially when she showed her belly like she did. He wanted to just scoop her up, honestly, but he just laughed. Hey... I never showed you. She then said. Alex was a bit puzzled for a second, but he just cocked his head cutely and listened like a small child. She bent over, showing him what he expected to be her butt. His eyes went wide for a second, then he sighed a relief when he saw the small heart showing right above her hip, or wherever. Oh, haa... cute. He said, running a hand shyly through his hair as his eyes went to the floor after they'd seen it. He thought of something cunning. Is that your only one? He said, looking up at her. He held no emotion in his eyes, testing her. Well, the kid really didn't know what he was saying anyway, let alone her knowing. Seriously, it sounded a lot better in his head, and once he opened his mouth he was sort of like, 'oh shit...' He was quiet for a time, but then she spoke. You know I feel the same way, don't you? He opened his mouth, his eyes almost surprised. But he was happy. The butterflies jamming his stomach up seemed to loosen their pretty little grip on him. He didn't smile, just sort of stared at her. She then hugged her. His arms coiled around her, refusing to let go. He was loved. Shit, was he happy or what? He wanted to kiss her and kiss her until neither of them could breathe. He was saddened as she walked away, but understood she had to get her things. He jumped to his senses, literally, and went out the kitchen. He was almost jittery he was so happy. You want eggs, right? Like how do you like them? He asked, grinning at her as she fiddled with the drier. He found the question stupid; how do you like your eggs? I mean, there were only two ways to cook an egg in Alex's book; scrambled or normal. That excluded omelets, because those were a given to being not in the egg category; sure they were made of mostly eggs, but there was other crap some people threw in; peppers and onions an cheese... onions would have to be the absolute worst. He couldn't stand them, honestly. She just went to his room, and Alex had just gotten the eggs out. He stood there like an idiot, holding the egg carton of one-dozen eggs and staring at the door to his room. Man, he wanted her. It was like, he was so far deep in love with her, and it had only been a little over a week. Was he going mad? Seriously, he just wanted to hold her again, and kiss her like the night before. So the kid got a brain, set down the eggs in a haste, and went into his room. He slowed when he got near her; she was flopping out on the bed. He didn't really know what to say, but he just smiled down at her. He touched her hand, bringing his head close enough to kiss her gently. His other hand went to her arm, and he felt lost suddenly, like he was floating.
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Post by keatie deville on Jul 17, 2008 1:37:02 GMT -5
Is that your only one? She smiled a little, he had to be joking right? Was he wanting to see something that little boys shouldn't? "Well, the one on my boob"[/b[ She began pulling up the shirt, she wasn't wearing anything under it. She was pretty sure that he knew that as well as she did. She stopped midway and shook her head smiling. "I kid, no I don't." She could feel his arm wrapping around her, and really, she had never felt so safe. She looked up at him and kissed him gently. "Alex... You make me happy." Maybe that didn't mean a lot to him, but it did for her. Really, no one made her smile a lot, or made her happy. "I've never told anyone I loved them before..." It was true, she really hadn't, and it was like he had just taken her "i love you" virginity or something. But she wouldn't take it back. She was happy with him right there, at that moment. It was like nothing could burst her bubble.
You want eggs, right? Like how do you like them? "I don't know. As long as they taste like eggs and not anything gross." she teased before she went in the room. Eggs took a while to cook right? She didn't know much about eggs really, or how to cook them. They came from chickens, they were ovaly shaped and you ate them. It was obvious she wasn't the egg expert or anything. She looked at his little lost expression as she went into the bedroom, and then felt his hands touching her, and his lips pressing up against hers. She gently pulled down, bringing him on top of her, kissing him still softly. She pulled away and looked at him, giving him a pure innocent look, like she was some kind of angel. Her lips found their way to his neck, and gently kissed and nibbled lightly. She was pacing it, instead of being all over hungrily. Was it ok to do this now? Kiss like this? Go this far? She was now very conscience of Alexs' feelings towards the whole situation and act.
She didn't want a repeat of the other night, she wasn't being selfish anymore, it was loving the way she kissed him, and nibbled on his neck. Not lustful. She pulled away and smiled at him comfortingly a slight blush to her cheeks. She was shy, a little bashful - although she didn't really understand why. She kissed his lips a little more before looking at him again, scanning his face before she spoke. "I love you, Alex." Wow, she actually full on said it. And really, words can't begin to describe that feeling she had in the pit of her stomach. Her whole world felt someone had turned it upside down. But in a good way, if that makes any sense. She wanted him, in "that way", but not if he wasn't cool with it. Plus, she would wait for him.
Wow, she would actually wait for him. She can't believe what she was thinking. She would actually be celibate for him. Her heart felt like it was beating even faster now... Like, faster than it ever had before. Maybe she was shaking a little even. She was nervous, for once in her life, she was scared of rejection. She used to be so confident in herself, knew what she wanted out of her life and now she was laying on some guys bed, telling him she loved him. Not so long a go, she wouldn't be doing this at all. Instead, she'd be still sleeping in someones house, with a hangover. She enjoyed being completely sober with some guy she loved though. It beat waking up to a stranger any day. And really, with Alex she was safe. She knew he would never lay a finger on her and for once in her life, she had really let her guard down.
OOC: 698 here xD im so proud of you. You get better and better by each post. Ill miss you when your gone btw D:
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Post by alexander jay martin! on Jul 17, 2008 11:43:30 GMT -5
and i just need to keep quiet, quiet don't let it all come undone because if i dare open my mouth, it'll only be to bite my tongue, to bite my tongue; Alex finally laughed at her, and the tattoo comment. Oh really, Kate? Let's see then. He said, making a sly face and touching his chin. He couldn't help but laugh now, since she was kidding. So am I, just kidding. He said, scratching the back of his head like he had a reason to. So they joked around; that was really good. It was fun to kid with her, she was so cute to joke with, you know? He then sighed, his hand still on the back of his head. Yeah, I wish I had a tattoo... hey, maybe when I take you to get that lip piercing you're just dying for, I can get one! He said, putting his hands together and grinning at her. He then laughed, watching her go into his room. Ah, she was still so cute... I don't know. As long as they taste like eggs and not anything gross. And he had to let out another small laugh. He didn't blame her for not knowing her eggs; wow did that sound bad. Alex knew next to nothing about chicken eggs, you know? You'd ask him what kind of eggs he wanted, and he'd say 'make it edible and not scrambed.' Yeah, that's Alex for sure. Op; too late. He chuckled, but not very much. It was a small laugh, since laughing too hard at your own jokes was totally horrible, and it made it a hell of a lot worse when the other person doesn't laugh either. That would be awful, especially in front of Keatie. He could totally be himself around her, but that doesn't mean making a total fool of yourself in front of the girl you're in love with. So Alex followed her involuntarily into his room. After he'd kissed her, she seemed to pull him over her in a way, so his bare feet gripped the wood floorboards with his cold toes. Man, had he fallen for her or what. His hands went strait to the bed, keeping him above her so he wasn't squashing her or anything. He hated the thought of doing that, squishing her against his bed. But once he was stable, his other hand went to Keatie's perfect face, well her cheek. His fingers gently brushed against her skin. But then she spoke, and Alex was in awe. I love you, Alex. Wow, she actually said it. Not in some sneaky way, but the actual words I, love, and you. He had butterflies jerking around in his gut, but they softened their grip as he kissed her, and was kissed. He couldn't so much speak as he could move. But once her lips left his and moved to his neck, he whispered I love you too, Keaite... quietly. His head tipped back, giving her more room to kiss him. He was in love. And the way she kissed him wasn't scary and lustful; more soft and sweet. He kissed her then, parting his lips delicately. How far were they going? How far was she willing to go, and how far could they go? He didn't really care; he'd stop if she said so. He really cared, and if she didn't want anything right now, he wouldn't even try. Are you doing anything soon? He asked, his breath short because of his mouth being cemented to hers for the mast few minutes. His hand slipped to her waist, sliding up her shirt a tiny bit so he felt her bare skin. He wanted to know if she had anything planned; so that this may continue, maybe. He didn't wait for an answer, his lips going down her jaw bone and kissing her neck, his hand sliding around her waist. He was so lost, but loved every second of it with her. He didn't know what would happen, honestly.
ooc: 689 words, bby! xD i did good since my post got deleted the first time around! my internet quite. but all better! see you monday meimo! byes![782 wrds]
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Post by keatie deville on Jul 17, 2008 15:54:09 GMT -5
Yeah, I wish I had a tattoo... hey, maybe when I take you to get that lip piercing you're just dying for, I can get one! She giggled and nodded. "Okay, we'll do it later." She really wasn't kidding with that one, she had no problem with doing that, and she wouldn't mind getting her lip pierced at all. Op; too late. She just laughed and shook her head, before he came into the room. She couldn't help but love the goof ball, he wasn't a "smooth" talker like all those other guys she had been with were. He didn't shit things out of his ass, like they did. He made jokes, even if they were cute and corny. They weren't some dumb ass pick up line at least. She really appreciated him, and who he was. He made her smile more than anything.
And as she was kissing his neck, she couldn't help but want to faint at the those five words. I love you too, Keaite... She smiled as he tilted his head to give her more access and she continued to suck and bite gently. Are you doing anything soon? She closed her eyes as he lifted up her shirt, smiling softly. She didn't know that he had it in him to be honest. She really wasn't expecting this, "No..." She muttered softly as he continued to kiss he, small pleasurable sounds emitted from her lips, before she brought herself up a little and took off her shirt and bra slowly. She didn't know if this was pushing the boundrie yet, but she wanted him. She wanted this. She wanted him to see her, and admire her and love her. She slowly pulled up his shirt and kissed his chest. "Do you mind?" she asked, with slight concern in her voice. She wanted to make love to him, but not if he wasn't OK with any of it. Her whole body felt weak under him, like she would crumble. He made her feel light headed, the butterflies were fluttering everywhere, and the redness in her cheeks became more and more crimson. She lay laying there with a bare chest, and this time it seemed different. Maybe he would look at her this time, maybe he wouldn't like what he saw. She began to get nervous. She wanted to be good enough for him.
She was looking up at him, and gently pressed her nose against his, giving him a slight eskimo kiss before unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down a long with her panties. She didn't know if this was pushing it or what, but he didn't seem to mind before when he lifted up her shirt. She could feel her cheeks burning red from the nervousness she was feeling. What if he didn't like her? What id, what if what if, was all she could think
OOC: Crappy post sorry!
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Post by alexander jay martin! on Jul 18, 2008 21:41:50 GMT -5
and i just need to keep quiet, quiet don't let it all come undone because if i dare open my mouth, it'll only be to bite my tongue, to bite my tongue; Alex held his breath as she kissed him like she did. She was amazing, she knew what she was doing. The kid was just scared of looking like a total fool in front of her... he was a virgin, and didn't exactly know what he was doing. She had his shirt over his head, and he really liked it. The first time she did it she felt super warm against him. Yeah, super warm. Not just warm, super warm. Like he was an icepack, and she was the microwave. He melted when she nibbled on his neck like she did, her tongue tracing his skin beautifully. He wanted to pressed her against his chest even closer, bu thought she might hurt her. So he sat up, kissing her lips as if they weren't wet enough. He pulled her over him, lying back on the bed and sliding her between his legs. Not scary-between his legs, but he pulled her onto him.She pulled her top off slowly, and Alex bit his lower lip like a sick child. He looked this time, a little less shy. She'd done it before. This time just felt a lot better. He just felt so loved, and he felt like this was so right... but he wasn't completely un-shy bout all this crap. He respected her, and loved her and didn't know if this was what he was supposed to be doing anyway. It'd been a little over a week, and he was madly in love with her?Was this right? Once he had her almost nude, he wondered if ll this was right. He nodded when she asked him if it was all okay, he touched her cheek, his electric eyes locking with hers. Are you okay with this? He whispered, his eyes tracing her body. It was still morning, and he got chills just looking at her. He looked at the drapes, desperately wanting to close them. He would... eventually. He just began to kiss her again, one hand clumsily reaching for blankets. Was he supposed to do that? Or did they just... do it? He wanted to be loving and rap about all this, he didn't want to just do her. Like hed know what he was doing anyway. Seriously, this kid needed help when it came to all this. He didn;t jsut want to get down to business. He was almost to occupied with pulling the blanket up his lips missed her and smacked against her nose. He then smiled, hoping she would too. He was so in love, he didn't know if he was doing anything right either. But if she loved him she wouldn't care; she'd help him through all this, right?
ooc:ugh, that post was so jumbled up. sorry, no muse. shall we close the curtains on them and time-lapse to noonish or whenever they're done doing business? x]
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Post by keatie deville on Jul 18, 2008 22:13:24 GMT -5
Time Lapse After They Do Za Dirty xD
She lay there, exhausted, cuddling up with Alex like her life depended on it. That had been amazing, and if it wasn't for his nervousness, she would have bet money that boy was not a virgin. She snuggled up to his chest and smiled up at him. She was defiantly awake now. Mental note to self, take morning after pill. You know, just in case. She didn't think that a kid would be fun for Alex or her really. She kissed his jaw gently and smiled at Alex; she really did love him. She loved the way he looked at her, the way he laughed, the way he did everything. Her little hand was placed on his chest, as she leaned up and kissed his lips. "That was amazing." She smiled at him comfortingly. That was the only time she had made love to anybody.
She was still naked, pressing her body up against his. She felt like she was in a dream world or something, like nothing could go wrong in her life right now. Where did they go from there? Were they going to be together? Were they... Not? She bit her lip curiously, not wanting to say anything; scared she might ruin the moment. She was making small circles on his chest, and kissed him again. ((she was greedy for kisses)). "I love you so much..." She meant it, she really did. "We should go get my lip pierced later."She winkled at him, wondering if he would think it was sexy. Maybe he would like it more. Maybe he would be more attracted to her.
She didn't regret what they had just done, in fact she liked it. She hoped he didn't either... "Alex..." She started. "You don't regret this do you?" She hoped not. She would feel terrible. She had taken something from him, something that he could never give back. Was that bad of her? Was she wrong for doing this?
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Post by alexander jay martin! on Jul 18, 2008 23:17:00 GMT -5
rebirth; Alex felt her against his chest; it must be around noon now. But then he stopped; how could he think about the time? He was such a little dork. Her movement signaled him to wake up from his thoughts, wrap his arms back around her softly. His gorgeous, alive eyes wandered from the blankets bunched up around his shoulders to his black jeans that he'd tugged off earlier, crumpled up next to his plaid boxers. He almost blushed. Ah, why was he acting like this? Like what? I don't know. He was extremely self-conscious, but at the same time, really relaxed. Keatie woke him up again. She snuggled against his chest, her bare body feeling so familiar against him. He blinked as a sudden wave of tiredness swarmed his torso, taking hold of his gut to the point of him having to yawn. He looked down at Keatie, smiling as he was kissed. He was soooo tired now, and had to fight to keep his eyes open. She sure knew what she was doing, and he was almost thankful; it was guidance? That sounded so sick; he sort of felt gross. But he thought that if you were in his situation, you'd think the same. That was amazing. She had said. He then smiled softly at her, his blue eyes glinting. Like you. He said, assuming she'd just smile or blush or kiss him again. Hopefully she would, and not be mean or something. He knew it was corny, and he hoped that she knew that's how he spoke... yeah. She kissed him again then, and he felt her against him again. He was tired and his hair probably looked like shit, so he just smiled and lied his head on the pillow. He really wanted to sleep. Sickly he felt felt himself slide acorss the sheets and he shivered. After she'd kissed him for the third time, she spoke. Alex's eyes fluttered back open. Do I regret this? He blinked at her. He then smile softly, being sincere. Of coarse I don't Keatie. He said, snuggled against. His cheek rubbed up against her neck, pulling her up onto the pillow a little farther. He was still horizontal with her, lying on the bed all tired and stuff. He stifled a yawn as he sat up, the sheets falling at his waist. You want to shower or something? He asled softly, scratching the back of his head. He knew it was crazy. But he didn't know if you were supposed to shower after doing this stuff, so would probably feel like an idiot if he were wrong. He felt like he needed to shower pretty bad, so he asked. But if that wasn't normal... well, Keatie would understand.
ooc: sorry, crappy post. [center][img]http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs25/300W/f/2008/144/e/9/rebirth_by_saturdayx.jpg[/img] [i][size=6][font=georgia]rebirth;[/font][/size][/i][/center]
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