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Post by Atticus on Feb 26, 2013 19:58:04 GMT -5
"Yeah, you're talking," she winked, not being to help herself as her eyes flickered to his lips. The condo... the kiss... she had to suppress the memories. Ellie tried as hard as she could to not blush after his sweet nothings about her being supposedly "gorgeous". "You were an adorable little thing when you were younger," she said, "but I have to say, you're really fit, now." She lifted her lips and they brushed slightly against his ear. She propped herself on her elbows, her chest pressed against the couch and breathed, "Actually, I'd say you're extremely fit. The things I would do to you..."
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 26, 2013 20:11:41 GMT -5
The hairs on the back of Note's neck stood on end, and he thanked Arceus that he had learned a long time ago how to keep himself from blushing madly. He hadn't expected that. Not from Eleanor Surge. Guess they both had changed a lot since they were kids.
His voice came out in a sexy growl under his breath, and he ran his hands through her long blonde hair, combing the locks back with his fingers. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to the soft skin of her neck, and kissed her, hoping that the movement would tickle her neck. "Why don't you show me?" he willed her, his voice coming out in a low growl that vibrated his lips against her skin.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 26, 2013 20:47:38 GMT -5
With her hand on his shoulder, she could feel his hairs rise with her thumb. She was winning. Definitely winning. She resisted plastering a cheeky smirk on her face and rubbing it in how she was victorious. But it wasn't over. Not even close. His growl sent an unexpected shiver up her spine and the kiss on her neck didn't help her much either. She had to seal her lips shut to stop herself from making any noise.
She didn't even check over her shoulder to see if Tunes was still around. The blonde slipped off of the couch and straddled his lap. "Alright then, I will," she purred. She was surprised to hear it come out of her mouth, though. What were they doing?
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 26, 2013 20:52:20 GMT -5
Note glided backwards, planting his hands behind him and meeting her gaze with an alluring smirk; there was not a hint of anticipation in it, as if he could wait all day for her, and though that's now how he felt, that's exactly what he planned to do. His gaze was patient, expectant. He still wouldn't make the first move.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 26, 2013 21:23:47 GMT -5
Ellie stared at him hard. He had a smirk on his face, but he didn't look like he was eager for Ellie to do anything. Was she going to do anything? She hadn't thought ahead this far. She couldn't back down though, not when she was sitting on his lap with her legs wrapped around him. She wouldn't make the first, first move though. She nestled her body against his, squishing the two of them closer. "I mean, Note, do you want me to?" she whispered in a hush voice, fluttering blue eyes at him.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 26, 2013 21:29:50 GMT -5
He couldn't bare to hold out much longer. But her will had to be weaker than hers; he could tell form the look in her eyes, she didn't play it as much as he did. He leaned forward, still keeping his hands on the floor, until their lips were just barely not touching. "You want to, Ellie," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "You know you want to." Their lips brushed, just barely, just enough to be felt, and he pulled away the slightest bit, tempting her to chase after him.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 26, 2013 22:07:49 GMT -5
She bit her lip. "But I have to know if you do," she almost whined, tugging at the bottom of his shirt. She kind of did. "Can't just molest you in my own house," she smirked, though her heart started thumping quiet violently in her chest. She wanted to lean in after him, but she didn't want to lose. Instead, she just lowered her head and began to trail kisses along his neck and the bottom of his chin. He had to cave soon or Ellie didn't know what she would do with herself.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 26, 2013 22:18:46 GMT -5
Every single touch was like an electric bolt shooting through his body, electrifying every tissue of his being. He cranked his head up, making his neck more reachable to her, and savored every kiss. "You're doing a damn good job of that now," he practically moaned, putting his hand on the back of her head. He ran it down her head and back, letting his finger tips pick up every supple curve of her body as he traced her spine. His hand came to a slow stop on the small of her back as his pinky felt her tail bone. He could wait like this. She was the one caving, he knew it. This was something he could do all day: let her claim him like a cat, curl up in his lap. The worst of it was over, it was easy to wait from here. He had her squirming now; he could hold out as long as he knew that she was the one that was really squirming.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 26, 2013 22:41:40 GMT -5
When she looked back, she realized he was taking it all so well, it was almost irritating. Her heart was drumming in his ears and he looked like he'd been through this a million times. An evil idea concocted in her mind and she knew she could win this way. She suddenly stretched and looked at the time. "Aah, it's late, I should probably be getting to bed," she yawned. She giving him a kiss on the corner of his eye and a squeeze between his legs. "I'm going to bed. You can sleep wherever you like," she said as she got up, gave him another smirk, and started upstairs toward her bedroom.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 27, 2013 12:00:39 GMT -5
Note's head shot up like he had been jabbed with a hot iron, and he watched her go, surprised. Damn, she was full of surprises. He had never thought in a million years that Ellie could be this... coy. In one fluid motion he had stood up and was following her. He couldn't decide who was winning now, but he could care less with how this was going at this point. This was fun. This was exciting.
"Wherever?" He repeated the word with great prudence, as if he had put ample thought into its pronunciation and inflection. "That's fine. I think I'll sleep with you."
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Post by Atticus on Feb 27, 2013 15:17:02 GMT -5
"Sure," the blonde swatted her hand nonchalantly. "I don't mind." She made her way through the hallway to her bedroom, creaking open the door. She reminded herself that despite the situation, Note was her best friend, so...
Ellie walked towards the dresser and quickly rid herself of pants and a shirt. "Don't look," she said, a little bit late as her back faced his and she unsnapped her bra, putting a large, loose shirt over her slim torso. Without even looking at him, she slid under the covers. She could play casual, too.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 27, 2013 15:30:14 GMT -5
He looked, even if there wasn't a lot to see from the angle he was at. He smirked, tilting his head to the side, and though his smile was its usual lady-killer smile, his eyes were soft. Ellie wasn't just sexy. She really was beautiful. Even through this childish game he couldn't shake the feeling in his stomach of actual feelings for her. It was an alien feeling for him that he had to wrestle with. He really did adore Ellie for more than her body, though that was definitely the icing on the cake for him.
As she slid into bed he went around the other side, pulled off his shirt, and pulled off his pants so that he was in his boxers. Then he pulled out the stud in his left ear and set it on the night stand. "My, your bed is comfy," he said nonchalantly, sliding in next to her as if she was not the most desirable girl he had ever met.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 27, 2013 15:36:53 GMT -5
Ellie couldn't help herself as she eyed the teenage boy as he undressed into nothing but his boxers. She had been excited over just their kiss in Relebrity Town, but this was something entirely more exciting.
As he commented about her bed, all she could do was grin and reply, "Mm, I know." She noted how quickly he seemed to follow her into bed. Was he expecting something? Her heartbeat suddenly returned to it's fast-pacedness of before. Well, of course he was, she had basically lead him up here. It wasn't like she didn't want anything, either. "It's bouncy, too."
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 27, 2013 15:52:43 GMT -5
"Yeah?" He rolled onto his side, aligning his body with hers, and almost more through impulse than desire he wrapped an arm around her torso and pulled her closer. He wasn't kidding. This bed was very comfortable. But so was the feel of her against him, her heart beating with hers, her being so close to his own. "Show me," he whispered, his eyes half-lidded as he waited for her.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 27, 2013 16:24:54 GMT -5
Ellie blinked as their faces got closer. She was too hyped up on this rush to feel tired any longer, though drowsiness still tugged at her. "Alright..." she whispered, her hands cupping his face. Her eyes flickered from his eyes to his lips. She was losing again; losing after she'd brought him all the way up here. Well, he followed her but same deal. Her hand traced down his jawline to his mouth, where the thumb brushed across his lips.
Ellie wasn't sure how far she wanted to go tonight, especially because she and Note weren't even dating. At least she and Nick had decided they were in a relationship before going at it. She didn't want to think about Nicholas right now, though. She pressed the thoughts to the back of her head and closed the space between their faces.
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