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Post by Olivia Darling on May 3, 2009 22:58:40 GMT -5
Olivia hadn't seen Aldrick in a couple days, but it wsn't really a problem. Class was class and life was homework. Even Angel was sort of leaving her alone. She didn't really need his services. She had thought about him, but she didn't need it. Until today.
Olivia left her essay in her room. She had no idea how or why but she did. It was an essay worth an entire week of work and she left it sitting on her desk. Today was not a good day.
That's why she was at Aldrick's room again, knocking on the door harder than was necesary on any good day. She looked good in jeans and a dark top but a bit frazzled and definitely not happy. If he didn't open up soon she was just going to barge in.
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 3, 2009 23:26:04 GMT -5
She always did get him at odd times. Homework wasn't too bad. But it still needed to be done. So he was doing it, at his desk.
He'd decided to be a little lazy. Pulling his hair back loosely, changing his shirt and all. Just a black wifebeater and dark pants. What could he say? He was that bitchin. For the record, he didn't wear shoes into his room. He generally took them off when he came in, unless he was busy.
Speaking of busy.
He heard the knock, glancing over at the door with a sigh. He stood, making his way over to open it and lean lazily against the doorframe. Look. It was Busy.
"Hey."
Can't say he expected her right now.
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 3, 2009 23:31:04 GMT -5
She seconds away from just walking in when he opened up. She had to say he definitely looked hot, even lazy, but that really wouldn't have mattered to her one way or another. She was stressed and pissed and just-
No. No 'hey'. No 'hi'. She just grabbed him by the front of the shirt and pulled him into a frustrated, desperate, strong kiss. No. He didn't get a say in the matter either.
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 3, 2009 23:40:17 GMT -5
He should have seen that coming. Really. It wasn't uncommon. Though he was sure he expected a word or two. But this was fine. No words was good with him. Though it did take him a second to react.
He moved an arm down to her waist, kissing back. Aldrick tightened his grip on her waist, pulling her back into his room. Closing the door behind them.
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 3, 2009 23:45:52 GMT -5
She didn't care if she was being forward, she needed something to make her forget about how her day had gone. Aldrick was perfect for that and in the meantime he would make her feel good. Why did she ever leave his room?
She was glad that he didn't have anything to say, that he knew what he wanted and gave it to her without her even having to ask. It was one of the main reasons she kept coming back. Her arms moved around his neck, body already pressed up against his. She was being aggresive to get her point across and because she was still annoyed.
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 3, 2009 23:55:53 GMT -5
Of course she didn't need to tell him what she wanted. He was intuitive enough to know. He knew how to read women. For the most part anyways. But he could figure Olivia out. He liked figuring out what she wanted.
He could figure that she was stressed. She always came by when she was stressed. Aldrick knew what she wanted. So he slid his hand down, bringing the other down as well. He lifted her, bringing her legs up on either side of him. Heading to his bed.
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 0:02:39 GMT -5
Olivia was beginning to come here to his dorm of her own accord. It used to be if she ran into him or he decided to seek her out but now she was here out of stress and he was relieving that. It was nice to know that he was just here to help her. Much better than having to go out and pick up some idiot to sleep with.
She let him lift her, never breaking the kiss or going back on what she needed. She never dropped the aggression either. He would just have to have his fun with that.
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Olivia dropped back on the pillow, breathing heavily and, not necesarily calmed down, but not in the same mood she had been when she showed up. She was tired. That helped.
She reached up to brush her hair off her sweaty forhead, still just taking the time to breathe.
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 0:19:09 GMT -5
He'd make her feel better. There was no reason to doubt that.
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Aldrick sat up, taking the tie out from his hair. Then went about pulling his hair back again. It'd gotten a little messy. But that was all fine. He'd done what he was supposed to do.
Forsaken his homework, but done what he was supposed to. As far as he could tell anyhow.
Aldrick glanced back at her, letting his newly pulled back hair go. Smiling a bit to himself. It was always fun.
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 0:21:51 GMT -5
Her clothes laying scattered on the floor next to the bed, she didn't even bother to move and cover her body up. Brin wasn't here and Aldrick had definitely seen it before. Still catching her breath, she looked up at him, watching him for a moment before pulling him down into a none too gentle kiss. She was obviously in a bit of a mood. He would be smart enough to notice that.
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 0:33:47 GMT -5
He noticed. Of course he did. The look in her eyes, on her face. The kiss. There were a few too many signs not to notice.
He kissed her back. Quite a few times. Before he pulled back a bit to play with her hair. Had he ever mentioned he liked it? Because he did.
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 0:36:11 GMT -5
She layed back again, watching him. She smiled a bit. A satiated smile, not necesarily a happy one.
"Mm, you're convenient, you know that?"
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 0:38:49 GMT -5
"So I've figured."
He continued playing with her hair. Which he'd decided he liked. Quite a bit. She had nice hair.
"Particularly stressful day?"
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 0:42:07 GMT -5
She worked very hard to have such nice hair. Well, not extremely hard but she took care of it. She always took care of her body. And she liked that Aldrick liked it. She was enjoying him playing with it. And then he had to go and talk.
She made a bit of a face, less amused by everything.
"You could say that."
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 0:44:54 GMT -5
It showed. She had nice hair.
"I could say that? And what does that mean?"
He understood it annoyed her. But she wasn't alright yet. And there were only a few things he could do about that. One of them entailed more sex.
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 0:48:04 GMT -5
She would rather have more sex.
"It doesn't mean anything."
She rolled over onto her side, getting comfortable not facing him.
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