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Post by Script on Sept 29, 2011 22:48:27 GMT -5
She frowned at him, poked a finger into his chest, annoyed. "You know what your problem is? You over-think and over-analyze everything! You can't just appreciate things. And I know you've had it tough, tougher than me, certainly. And maybe that's why it's so much easier for me just to feel, but you frustraste me, Goblin! You think cuz you had a shitty life you're untouchable and not worth it to me, but you are worth it, goddammit! Would I be here practically throwing myself at you, otherwise?!"
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Post by Goblin on Sept 29, 2011 23:10:01 GMT -5
"'Cause you're insane?" Goblin suggested, taken aback by her tirade even though he'd braced himself for it. He hated confrontations. If they weren't on a rooftop, he might've just fled. "Which...I guess kind of gives us something in common." He paused, trying to think about all this, and then remembered that she'd just told him to stop overthinking, and then decided that she was the most confusing and frustrating person he'd ever met, which was the exact accusation she'd just thrown at him.
I could just tell her I don't like her, he thought--and it wasn't a new thought, but one he'd been trying to push away ever since he met her. I could be all cold and nasty and say none of this meant anything. And I could make her believe it, too. He knew he could. That was what terrified him.
Instead he said, "If I say you can help with the planning part, at least, will you, uh...not yell anymore?"
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Post by Script on Sept 29, 2011 23:18:40 GMT -5
She frowned at him, but nodded. She moved away from him just a little, glowering down at her lap. She knew what he was thinking, she could see it in his eyes. She knew that he thought that if she just went away, his life would be easier. And she resented that a little, if she was being perfectly honest. "I can't make you do anything. It'll just make it easier for you to hate me if I tried to."
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Post by Goblin on Sept 29, 2011 23:27:10 GMT -5
He bit his lip and kept his eyes on her, even though he would've rather looked anywhere else. He knew she was mad and hurt, and she had every right to be. Yes, it was hard for him, too--the stupidest little things were hard, like letting her touch him, telling her anything true, looking her in the eye right now--but none of that was her fault. "It would never be easy for me to hate you," he said softly. "Probably not even possible. And...I'm sorry." He didn't know exactly what for, but everything that was making her sad, he was sorry for.
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Post by Script on Sept 29, 2011 23:37:31 GMT -5
She turned her head to look at him through her lashes, chewing on her bottom lip. Her voice was barely above a whisper. "I wish you'd just let me make you happy...I'd be good at it..." She reached a hand up, hesitated, then brushed hair out of his eyes gently. She let her fingers brush across his cheek, meeting his eyes, mouth turned down at the corners.
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Post by Goblin on Sept 29, 2011 23:52:36 GMT -5
He had to smile at that. "I've noticed. Trust me." He hesitated too, then reached up to rest his hand gently against her neck and lean a little closer to her. "May I?" he asked formally, because he wasn't entirely clear on whether they'd just had a fight and whether you were allowed to kiss after that. Since the only other girl he'd ever been involved with had been significantly crazier than Script.
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Post by Script on Sept 29, 2011 23:59:01 GMT -5
She smiled back at him and nodded. She moved closer to him and slid her hands carefully up his chest before looping them around his neck. She had made it her mission to show him how good he could really have it.
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Post by Goblin on Sept 30, 2011 0:05:07 GMT -5
He didn't flinch, which was a major personal accomplishment, and then he went beyond that...he consciously relaxed and let himself enjoy the feeling of her arms around him. After a moment, he wrapped his around her waist and smiled. "I feel like we're about to dance." But he kissed her instead.
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Post by Script on Sept 30, 2011 0:11:05 GMT -5
She kissed him back, closing her eyes. She murmured into the kiss, "There's more than one way to dance..." One hand moved back down to his chest, trailing along the row of buttons there. The othe hand played with his hair gently. She kissed him deeply, trying to pour every ounce of affection into it, to show him how she felt.
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Post by Goblin on Sept 30, 2011 0:29:08 GMT -5
He kissed her back until he got lost in it, forgetting everything that might have made him stop. She'd gotten her wish; he wasn't overthinking or analyzing anything right now. Just holding her close and kissing her until he had to come up for air. And then he kissed her earlobe instead, then her cheek, trailing kisses all the way down her neck, his eyes trained on hers the whole time.
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Post by Script on Sept 30, 2011 0:35:05 GMT -5
Her eyes were closed, a smile playing at her lips. She tilted her head, giving him better access to her neck, a little moan of pleasure escaping. Her fingers played at the buttons closest to his collar before undoing a couple of him, fingers trailing along his exposed collarbone.
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Post by Goblin on Sept 30, 2011 13:01:53 GMT -5
He pushed her back slowly, till she was more-or-less lying down with him leaning over her, his kisses trailing so low that he was going to have to start working on her buttons soon. And it was up to her at this point to remember they were on the roof, because he had ceased to remember much of anything.
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Post by Script on Sept 30, 2011 13:05:57 GMT -5
They could have been in the middle of a crowded room full of screaming nuns and it wouldn't have made a damn bit of difference to her. She arched beneath him, bending one leg up beside him, skirt hitching up past her knee. One hand ran along his shoulders, to his hair. She let out a little purr of contentment, using her other hand to bring his head back up to kiss him, tugging him down closer to her.
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Post by Goblin on Sept 30, 2011 21:23:20 GMT -5
He had one arm wrapped around her, a couple of her buttons undone, and was kissing this close to her breasts before he finally got a vague feeling that they should maybe think about slowing down. He didn't even say anything, just kissed his way back up to her face, captured her lips in his one more time, and then slowly moved to the side, so he was lying next to her instead of on top of her. He kept his arm around her, though. "We have very strange dates," he said with a smile.
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Post by Script on Sept 30, 2011 21:29:17 GMT -5
She outright pouted, propping herself up, leaning back on her elbows. "Wait...what...why are you stopping??" She looked at him with dark eyes, those breasts he had been this close to, heaving. "You keep doing that. You get me all worked up and desperate, then...just...stop." She pushed hair out her eyes, letting out a huff of frustration.
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