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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 0:50:39 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes.
"I'm sure it doesn't. And you came here why, then?"
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 0:52:11 GMT -5
"Stress-relief."
She closed her eyes, shifting a bit more.
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 0:54:07 GMT -5
Hm.
"Then yell at me or something."
He layed down next to her. Still playing with her hair.
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 0:55:22 GMT -5
She snuggled back into him a bit before glancing up at him.
"What?"
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 0:57:17 GMT -5
"You're still stressed."
He never stopped playing with her hair.
"So yell at me or something."
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 0:58:26 GMT -5
She frowned, dropping her head back onto the pillow again.
"I am not."
This time her voice was a little more tense.
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 1:09:16 GMT -5
"Mhm. If you say so."
He brought his hand down from her hair. Sliding it down her back, playing a bit with the skin. Massaging a little here and there.
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 1:13:49 GMT -5
Her eyes closed again and as his hands moved over her her body relaxed even more. She didn't come here to talk and as far as she could tell that wasn't what this was about. She continued to relax though and, eyes still shut she found herself talking, even as it felt like she could drift off to sleep.
"I messed up."
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 1:17:58 GMT -5
Aldrick let his hand continue massaging her back, moving where it felt right. He hadn't really expected her to start talking. But he was fine with it. If she needed to talk she'd talk. And he'd listen.
"You messed up? How so?"
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 1:23:07 GMT -5
She sighed, nuzzling into the pillow a bit.
"I had an essay due today that was worth... a lot of points."
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 1:24:25 GMT -5
"And what happened with it?"
He wasn't about to stop until she was asleep or didn't want it any more.
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 1:25:38 GMT -5
It felt really good and it was helping, but it didn't change the fact that she really fucked up.
She opened her eyes, looking off the side. Her lips pursed as they often did when she was annoyed. This time it just happened to be at herself.
"I don't know. I forgot it."
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 1:35:40 GMT -5
He kept on with what he was doing.
"I'm sure you can make up the points."
His voice was low and soft. As soothing as he could make it. He watched her a bit before leaning forward to place a soft kiss on her neck.
"You're bound to get too many points on the next assignment, anyhow."
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Post by Olivia Darling on May 4, 2009 1:45:49 GMT -5
She was trying to be annoyed but she was tired and his hands felt good. He was starting to make her smile a little.
"Shut up."
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on May 4, 2009 2:10:07 GMT -5
"I'm pretty sure you're the reason they don't give extra credit on everything."
As long as she felt better he'd done his job. He wanted her to not need the stress release so much. Him, yes. But the stress release, no.
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