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Post by Rose on Nov 2, 2011 19:49:20 GMT -5
"I just want... I want to stop being used. My dad used me for... Well, yeah. My gran uses me for money. You're probably using me for something, I don't know..." her voice was quiet as she spoke and she stated at her shoes.
((I can't stay awake any longer!! Night!))
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 2, 2011 19:51:55 GMT -5
((Night!!))
"Baby...baby, no." He gathered her back to him, framing her face in his hands so she had to look at him. "Rose, I ain't usin' you for nothin', you here me? I care about you, and I wanna be with you. That's all."
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Post by Rose on Nov 3, 2011 6:18:22 GMT -5
She searched his eyes and could tell he wasn't lying to her. But if he cared about her so much, why did he do this to her? She couldn't imagine sex being "just sex." Not with what she'd been through.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 3, 2011 11:43:25 GMT -5
He could practically see her mind working, and he leaned forward to press his lips to her forehead. "I promise ya, Rose, that as long as ya want me around, it won't ever, ever happen again."
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Post by Rose on Nov 3, 2011 11:46:49 GMT -5
Rose knew that there was no such thing as forever and promises, but it obviously meant a great deal to Whiskey that she believe him. So, she nodded, just barely. "Fine," she replied, her voice a bit husky.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 3, 2011 11:49:07 GMT -5
He let out a little breath of relief, pressing his lips to her forehead, then her cheek, then her jaw.
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Post by Rose on Nov 3, 2011 11:53:32 GMT -5
"Bastard," she muttered, shoving at him weakly and trying to suppress a smile.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 3, 2011 11:55:45 GMT -5
He could hear the smile in her voice, trying to sneak out, and it made him smile a little, too. He nuzzled under her jaw. "Why d'ya say that?"
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Post by Rose on Nov 3, 2011 12:02:23 GMT -5
"Because," she replied, sighing. "You don't deserve to be forgiven." It wasn't that he didn't deserve her, because she knew she wasn't amazing or special enough to be deserved by anyone. He just didn't deserve to be forgiven. But she had forgiven him, of course.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 3, 2011 12:07:18 GMT -5
He winced, sighing, wrapping his arms around her because he wanted to hold her. "I know, baby, I know." And as though he had read her mind, "I don't deserve ya, Rosie."
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Post by Rose on Nov 3, 2011 12:12:01 GMT -5
Rose finally gave in and settled into his arms, resting her head on his chest and inhaling his all too familiar scent deeply. She didn't say anything, she just closed her eyes and imagined they were on a private island where the sun was shining and no one else was there to bother them.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 3, 2011 12:16:27 GMT -5
He held her, one hand rubbing her back, the other brushing through her hair. He was itching to kiss her, really kiss her, so he pressed his lips to her cheek, just at the corner of her mouth, letting them linger there.
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Post by Rose on Nov 3, 2011 12:21:28 GMT -5
Rose tried to stop herself. She really tried. But she just couldn't resist moving her head just that little bit so her lips were touching his.
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Post by Moonshine on Nov 3, 2011 12:25:44 GMT -5
He sighed softly when her lips touched his, and he kept the kiss gently, moving his lips over hers softly, arms wrapped protectively around her.
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Post by Rose on Nov 3, 2011 12:29:40 GMT -5
She put a hand on his jaw, the tips of her fingers tangling into his hair. She sucked on his bottom lip, her eyes shut tightly.
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