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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 27, 2013 16:40:43 GMT -5
Note let himself celebrate inwardly his little victory as he kissed her back, savoring the feel of her lips against his. His lips parted, just a little bit, and his hand moved along her back, resting on her hip under the covers.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 27, 2013 16:57:29 GMT -5
Ellie knew she had lost, but wasn't bitter about it. Instead, she pushed against the boy, her nails scraping against his back. It was surprising, the way things happened. She never would have imagined that the 4ish years from her first time meeting Note, she'd have her bare stomach pressed against his, her nails digging into his back, and his hands on her hips. And she would never have imagined giving in, either.
Maybe she had always thought Note was cute, but she didn't think she ever looked into her mind for answers. Looking back, she had always had a crush on Note. Not when they met, maybe, and sure, it started out as a slight attractedness, but... Needing air, she broke off suddenly, opening her eyes.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 27, 2013 17:12:11 GMT -5
He pulled back, taking in a breath, and a small smile crept across his face, despite any efforts he put into keeping it away. His victory shined in his eyes, but he did not say a sound as he gazed into hers.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 27, 2013 17:18:05 GMT -5
Looking into his eyes, she could tell he knew he won. She furrowed her brows but pulled up a smile. "You're a loser," she muttered with a giggle, pushing away his face playfully and turning so her back faced him.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 27, 2013 17:20:18 GMT -5
Note let out a light chuckle. "You're a worthy opponent," he countered, pulling his hand from her hip and letting it fall to the bed beside him.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 27, 2013 17:25:35 GMT -5
"Guess so," she said, her giggle starting to fade. She turned over her shoulder, rubbing her eye. She admired how attractive his face was and his beautiful teal eyes, but her hormones kicked in and she began to doubt herself. How could she be half-naked in a bed with someone that good looking? Was all of this just impulse, or did Note actually maybe... like her?
She hated that feeling in her stomach, craving for it to end. She flopped on her back, stretching her neck to kiss him gently once more. It only lasted a heartbeat though as she flipped over onto her side again wordlessly.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 27, 2013 17:38:11 GMT -5
The movement caught him off-guard, and he received the kiss unprepared. He watched with innocently puzzled eyes as she turned her back to him again, and he propped himself on his elbow and tilted his head to the side. "Ellie?"
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Post by Atticus on Feb 27, 2013 18:12:15 GMT -5
"Yes?" she inquired, sitting up slightly and looking with pale blue eyes at the boy-- no, man. Half of Ellie wanted to kind of continue what they were doing not minutes ago, but the other half of her was hesitant.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 27, 2013 18:13:29 GMT -5
"I can't tell if you're sore about losing or upset about something else," he said, looking into her eyes. Man, they were gorgeous.
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Post by Atticus on Feb 27, 2013 18:15:15 GMT -5
"I'm not upset," she blinked, trying to reassure him with a smile. "Maybe I'm not used to this feeling of "not winning", but I did kind'a win anyway, so..." she trailed off, patting his lap with a cheeky grin.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 27, 2013 18:20:43 GMT -5
He followed her hand, and then his eyes shifted quickly back to her with a raised brow. A crooked smile spread across his face. "That's a good point, I guess..."
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Post by Atticus on Feb 27, 2013 18:26:35 GMT -5
"Mmhmm," she agreed with a toothy smile, letting herself go and falling onto her back, her long, platinum blonde hair spread around her head. He smiled to herself, mumbling, "Wouldn't have expected this four years ago."
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Feb 28, 2013 20:41:25 GMT -5
"No, that's for sure," Note replied with a soft chuckle, watching her fondly. "Then again, we were different people four years ago. Or I was anyway."
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Post by Atticus on Mar 2, 2013 14:21:35 GMT -5
"Yeah, we were," she smiled. "Four years ago we were two little kids, exploring and fighting Pokémon..." Eleanor trailed off, twirling her hair. Right, four years ago they were only 14-15. Two pals with the blue sky above them. But what the hell where they now?
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Mar 2, 2013 14:33:56 GMT -5
"...And look at us now," Note finished, smiling wistfully. He was thinking the same thing: he wanted her, so badly, not just her body, but for her to be his. He had missed her more than the sun itself some nights. He didn't want them to just be friends, or even fuck buddies. That wasn't enough anymore...
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