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Post by Bunny on May 11, 2009 2:07:11 GMT -5
He chuckled and shook his head. Really he liked it. He thought it was cute.
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Post by Aquilina Gaikotsu on May 11, 2009 2:08:51 GMT -5
"Planning on interrupting any more of my classes?"
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Post by Bunny on May 11, 2009 2:11:10 GMT -5
He shrugged, reaching past her leg to lean on his hand on the desk.
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Post by Aquilina Gaikotsu on May 11, 2009 2:12:17 GMT -5
"If you do you need to clue me in on more embarrassing things in your life they can pry into."
He just had to do that, didn't he?
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Post by Bunny on May 11, 2009 2:19:02 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes, nodding to everything she had to say.
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Post by Aquilina Gaikotsu on May 11, 2009 2:22:01 GMT -5
She leaned back a bit, holding herself up.
"So. Fun day?"
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Post by Bunny on May 11, 2009 2:25:31 GMT -5
He nodded. Watching her as she spoke. He couldn't help it. He hadn't seen her in a long time and... well, she looked good. Was he close? He didn't mean to be. It just sort of happened that way.
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Post by Aquilina Gaikotsu on May 11, 2009 2:30:27 GMT -5
"Good."
And he was close. Increasingly so. It was nice. He had been gone for quite some time...She looked up at him for a moment longer. Before moving closer and sliding her hand around his neck to pull him into a kiss.
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Post by Bunny on May 11, 2009 2:33:38 GMT -5
That was exactly what he needed.
He pressed into the kiss, free hand moving up to rest on her hip. He pulled her closer, not extremely gently.
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Post by Aquilina Gaikotsu on May 11, 2009 2:39:01 GMT -5
She hoped someone closed her door. This was a little incriminating. But whatever.
Moving her other arm around his neck she kissed him back. Gentle wasn't an issue. There was very little pressure wise he could do she wouldn't agree to.
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Post by Bunny on May 11, 2009 2:42:45 GMT -5
He knew it was okay, how could he not? Sorry, but no, this was not the first time this had happened. He couldn't remember if the door was shut or not. He would worry about that later.
His other hand moved her leg, pulling her even closer as he scooted in between her legs. The kiss deepened.
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Post by Aquilina Gaikotsu on May 11, 2009 2:47:16 GMT -5
Of course it was okay. If it wasn't okay it wouldn't be happening. She wasn't a pushover. Yeah, the door could wait.
She let him move her legs. Again, if it was a problem it wouldn't have happened. She slid the hand on her neck down his chest. A very nice feeling to have again.
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Post by Bunny on May 11, 2009 2:52:51 GMT -5
His hand slid down her leg, the other moving up her side. If her shirt happened to go with it, not his fault.
It had been much too long since he'd been close to her and he couldn't help himself. Getting together always had this effect on them. He wasn't sure but he was certain this was how it all started.
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Post by Aquilina Gaikotsu on May 11, 2009 3:09:59 GMT -5
Multitasking is he? Trying to touch everything at once? Not that she minded. It felt good. She missed the feeling some times.
She had to admit. She was a little surprised they'd made it this long without anything happening. And she was certain it all started because he couldn't keep his hands to himself. Not that she objected. As is apparent.
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Post by Alexander Suzuki on May 22, 2009 2:11:39 GMT -5
He couldn't help it, she could look good in a paper bag.
This was how their relationship was; -if it could be called that- hot, passionate, spontaneous and everytime they got together the same spark was there. They weren't a couple, though, not by a long shot. He was always on the road and could never do that to someone. Times like this were good though and not as unfair or unhealthy as it would seem. They were both adults. It wasn't a game. Just two adults who understood how this worked.
Grabbing his wand, Alexander closed the door they had forgotten about and locked it. His free hand moved to push some of the papers on her desk out of the way so that he could move the two onto it. Who said you needed a bed to have fun? Besides, they needed to catch up.
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