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Post by Kiaro Matuchi on Jul 29, 2008 11:07:22 GMT -5
"Beautiful" Kiaro said with a thoughtful glance to him. "I think beautiful can amount to anything. It's a sexism thing. Society thinks it's only used for girls, but they're wrong" Kiaro said, with a soft chuckle, mimicing his angel-like laugh. "I think beautiful is a better way to describe a guy than sexy or hot" she said, bringing her hand to meet his cheek again, to trace it and stare into his beautiful face. She was suddenly serious as a little smirk played at the corner of her lips. "Beauty has no limits" she said, her nose meeting his and they 'rubbed noses like the eskimoses' something that OOC Kiaro had done a looongg time ago with her mom. tehe.
The moan was enough for Kiaro to know what made him tick, so her hands stayed at the back of his head. His neat, blonde hair falling gently into her hands to give it that occasional pull that had made him come undone. When she had softly tugged his hair, in turn, their lips pressed against each other, as if there was something beyond their lips, trying to grope for something more. It was actually quite peaceful and quite lovely to share one another's moments, together.
Alexander seemed to found her tick as well. His lips on her neck released her own moan, and she had to bite on her lip, hard, to stop herself from yelling out. Not to mention, she was extremely ticklish and to feel damp lips on somewhere as sensitive as her neck was very appealing. His hands fell out of her hair and began finding the curves of her body. She couldn't but do the same thing, to get to know him better. As he spoke though, she stopped and settled herself in his lap, staring intently at his face as he spoke his opinion about how they had met. She started to grin and nodded.
"I agree. There seems to be something weird about it," she paused to think back. A simple viewing of the stars had turned into something much more complex. "Honestly, Alex, I don't know how this happened either" she said, shaking her head and looking at something on the ground, in thought. "It doesn't make much sense to me either. How could we be in the same exact spot, at the same time? And then.. well.. I don't know about you.. but fall so quickly in love?" she said her thoughts, something she had to get off her chest. She didn't know how to say it, but it was the truth. Was it possible to fall so quickly. Maybe love at first sight was really true..
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Post by Alexander Novus on Jul 29, 2008 19:52:11 GMT -5
He raised his eyebrows at her words, but found them very true. Even though beautiful was more feminine to him, he didn't give a crap what she called him. Her words held such sincerity that he found it didn't matter. Alex kissed her top lip gently as their noses touched, and he whispered into her lips, "You are the epitome of beauty." Most would see that as going so far. Hell, pretty much all of his friends would say that he was absolutely crazy, that there were much more attractive girls out there. But there wasn't here, not at this moment, and from his memory, he couldn't recall seeing one as gorgeous as her. Kiaro was just ... different. His friends would never understand.
Without warning, she had begun to pull at his hair again, seemingly going off of his previous moan. His breathing became heavy and strained as he tried his best not to moan too much. Of course, he couldn't stop it completely, and the occasional one came. A similar sound began to escape her lips as well when he had kissed her neck. Grinning slyly, Alexander continued to kiss the hollow of her neck. To him, it seemed like ages since he had been this close to someone. The last time was with some American skank, who was nothing more than a hook-up. This was different. This was, quite possibly, for real, which created an entirely different sensation altogether.
"Weird indeed," Alexander muttered under his breath as she continued to speak. At her final words, he felt his cheeks heat up once again, and when he spoke, he stumbled around his words slightly. "I, uhh, I don't know. It's not as if I commonly go walking around in a Muggle suburb, trying to pick up girls. And I highly doubt you lay on your back and wait for them to fall into your lap." He chuckled lightly, wrapping his arms tighter around her and bringing their bodies even more closer. "Oh, and by the way," he added, as though it were an afterthought, even though in actuality, it wasn't, "I feel the same way."
And when he kissed her this time, it was with a much different feeling. More than just passion. It was something genuine, compassionate. Gently, he slid her off of her lap and onto the floor. Then, he leaned over her, their lips not parting for even a moment in that switch. He wasn't sure if things were going to lead this way, but either way, this was a much more comfortable position, in his opinion. Alexander parted his lips slightly, and he brought one of his hands up to stroke her cheek.
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Post by Kiaro Matuchi on Jul 29, 2008 23:00:26 GMT -5
You are the epitome of beauty.
Something about the phrase he said made her cry. Tears spilled down the sides of her face, trying her best to wipe them away before Alex could ask her what was wrong, which she hoped he wouldn't. That single phrase was like a switch that magically turned on. She was able to see him clearer. She was able to taste his breath as they brought their mouths together. She was able to smell his body, which smelled good. Fresh. Alive. And her hands roamed him, feeling it all and taking it all in. She studied his body, her eyes focused on him, as if seeing him for the first time. It was all so beautiful. All so handsome.
She was surprised that he couldn't feel the large, hard lump that had developed in her throat. But as he pressed his lips against her throat, he didn't complain or pause. Nothing phased him and she sighed in relief, her hands continuing to pull through his hair, studying the dirty blonde hair and also noting the beautiful brown that peeked through. It was tousled perfectly; And it matched his personality. She closed her eyes, concentrating on not moaning again and let her hands work their magic. Her brain seemed to be taking a break, and that was okay. Her hands knew him better than her brain did.
"Haha, no, I don't. Well I use to go guy watching on the Rooftop, but that was when I was like.. fourteen" she reassured Alex, giggling lightly to show that it was in her past. She ruffled his hair as she looked up at him, from the point of view she had.
I feel the same way.
The words couldn't be anymore meaningful, and she felt the corners of her eyes betraying her again. He gently guided her to the ground, which felt better than on an uneven lap. She smiled at him and slowly and carefully, lifted her shirt over her head and started to help him with his, feeling slightly exposed to him, but deciding now was certainly not a time to feel self conscious. She sighed, content, now that her torso was freed. She felt the cool, hard floor against her back and chuckled in relief.
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Post by Alexander Novus on Jul 30, 2008 0:59:02 GMT -5
"Wha ... ?" Alex murmured gently as he saw her eyes glistening. Had he said something wrong? His heart seemed to sink to the pit of his stomach, wondering why she was suddenly crying. He touched his lips softly to the skin beside her eyes, kissing away the salt water dripping from her eyes. He wanted to be the person that could make it all go away for her, because even in the very small amount of time they had known each other, he wanted her life to be perfect. Granted, that couldn't happen (to anyone), but he wanted it to be as perfect as humanly possible. And especially, he didn't want to be the person to cause to her tears.
He had been worried that she was about to push away from him and tell him exactly what he had said or done, when they were snogging again. Hmm. Odd. Did girls tend to cry during situations such as this? None of the girls he had been with had. But, like he's said time and time again, Kiaro was much different. But, hey, he wasn't going to complain. Alexander pressed his lips harder against her, moaning into hers without caring anymore. Why should he care? They were both doing it, now, so there wasn't any reason to hold back any longer. It was just so freeing.
"Hmm, guy-watching, huh? Odd. I used to go girl-hunting up there," he bit his bottom lip as though in deep though. "You'd think we would have seen each other." No matter how hard he tried to control it, he still found himself pointlessly infuriated by this. But, he overlooked it once more, and went back to fiercely snogging her. Another Ravenclaw trait of his was that he tended to always think about things. Not always before he did them, mind, but he always thought. And his mind was racing now. Racing with the facts of how easy this was compared with all of his other girlfriends, how the words and actions seemed to come so much more effortlessly ... he was loving every minute of it.
Alexander felt his lips leave hers and for a moment he was wondering why. He felt the material on his face, but it didn't seem to register until he looked down and saw her almost completely exposed upper half. He withdrew a deep breath so that he didn't pass out. Doing his best not to seem too eager, he held himself up with one hand and began to help her unbutton his shirt with the other. Soon, he was free of his long-sleeved shirt, and he threw it up on the couch next to them. Alex pressed his body and lips to hers, gently yet firmly. He used one of his hands to travel to the button of his jeans, but he stopped, pulling away from her momentarily.
"Are we really ... doing this?"
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Post by Kiaro Matuchi on Jul 30, 2008 21:42:23 GMT -5
Her tears that had escaped from the side of her face were dried up by his kisses. The quivering lip that she was giving turned upright, and she sighed, thankful that she was in his arms. His thoughts seemed to be conveyed to her and she closed her eyes, breathing in his scent and listening to the kissing sounds they made as his lips touched her face. She smiled slowly, eyes still closed, and the sudden thump of her heart. It was soft, but strong and confident, ringing out and not holding back. She loved the sound and she curiously pressed her own ear to his chest to see what lay underneath his skin.
Kiaro couldn't help but laugh when he mentioned girl hunting. Hunting. It sounded like he was a vampire or something. Kiaro laughed at the thought; Alex didn't seem like the vampire type, exactly. Unless the kisses at the hollow of the neck were his preparation to bite her throat, but still, Kiaro didn't find that likely, seeing as there were a thousand other places a vampire could bite to transform someone else. ANYWAY, the possibility of him being a vampire were slim..
His skin was warm on top of hers as the long sleeve went, and Kiaro felt 100% more comfortable than she had ever been. It just wasn't the same in this kind of position, with material rubbing against you. It made you irritable. Especially since his was all wet and she was all dry. Especially irritable, and itchy too. She breathed deeply, admiring his chest. He wasn't too badly packed, and her hands jumped to his chest, outlining every muscle and detail, making sure not to skip anything. She inhaled deeply as he began fumbling with his jeans and they both seemed to stop.
Kiaro was sure her heart was going to fall out of her butt. Everything seemed to freeze, and Kiaro was thankful it did. It would give her enough time to think about everything. At his question, Kiaro closed her eyes.
"I don't really know what I'm doing" Kiaro said, shaking her head. Her blonde hair was spread out across the floor and she felt weird with just a shirt off. Like, get the job done totally, you know? She paused before opening her eyes to stare into his, "But I love you" she whispered, biting her lip and reaching down to unsnap her own jeans.
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Post by Alexander Novus on Jul 31, 2008 1:19:58 GMT -5
Suddenly, out of nowhere, the side of her face was pressed gently against the skin of his chest. For a moment, he was wondering what the hell she was doing. Nothing immediately came to mind. Then, after a few moments of thought, Alexander realized that she must be listening for his heartbeat ... or something like that. This action didn't come packed with an explanation, either. He just remembered people doing that in the romantic Muggle movies and novels he had seen or read. He hoped his heart wasn't making her think he was an idiot, or something, because what he could feel, it was beating painfully hard and loud.
"Why are you laughing?" he whispered, raising an eyebrow and smiling. Hmmm. He went over his previous sentence, wondering what he could have said that possibly could have spurred some laughter. In all honesty, it didn't sound too amusing to him ... In fact, it was the complete opposite. It was frustrating. Shrugging mentally, Alexander swooped down and brushed his lips against her exposed collarbone. He felt her own hands touching his body, causing him to inhale deeply and pleasurably. The rightness of this was startling.
He bit his bottom lip at her answer, sure, this time, that this was the end of their late night rendezvous. Alex sighed, about to roll off of her and slip his shirt back one, when she murmured those three little words. Well, they were paired with a fourth, but he could barely hear it over the thunder and their heavy breathing. If his heart was beating furiously before, it was certainly no match to how it was beating now. It was as though it were a crazy convict trying to make an escape for freedom. His breathing was getting more flustered, catching up with his heart.
"I ... love you, too," he finally mustered up after what seemed like a lifetime. He was sure he did. How could he not? He had felt more things with her in their couple hours of knowing each other than he had with his other girlfriends after months. Surely this was love. If it wasn't, he didn't know what was. Alex flashed her an encouraging grin, to show her that he was sincere. But, alas, there were more pressing matters at hand.
Pants always did seem to be the hardest article of clothing to get off. As she worked with hers, he quickly began to undo his, managing to get them off in record timing. He tossed them alongside his shirt, then began to help with hers. Alexander felt a new surge of excitement and eagerness flowing through him. Hopefully it was okay with her, but he didn't stop to ask; he quickly slid her pants out from under, careful not to hurt her. Finally, they were down to only their undergarments. A crooked, half-smile clear on his face, he whispered, "You look really cute with almost no clothes on."
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Post by Kiaro Matuchi on Jul 31, 2008 1:58:07 GMT -5
"Laughing?" it sounded like so long ago that she had laughed, because things were in the moment. Now. Here. Not then. Not a few minutes ago. Time had greatly passed. Time was passing with each live moment, and Kiaro didn't want to waste it with him. At least he was smiling, however. If he had been glaring at her for laughing, then she was surely in trouble. But he wasn't and she sighed in relief at that. The kisses at the collar bone made her ticklish and she had to grit her teeth... from bursting out laughing.
"This... is.. why" she giggled, his kisses of her becoming more fluently and her casual laughter became snorts and she had to cover her mouth quickly, apologizing, before he could put his clothes back on. As she said those four words, she closed her eyes, her hands strolling up to his chest and smiling as she felt the gentle pounding. He had said the words back though, and that was a good sign. It meant that even if Alex wasn't going to be with her forever, she still knew that it felt right now, and that's all that mattered.
She was glad for the help taking off her clothing. She was obviously use to taking her clothing off, but as she did it, she found her hands to be shaking as she got the buttons correctly. She was just glad that she could get some help while doing this and as he generously slid them off of her, she managed to calm herself on the ground. Phew. At least that load was over. She looked back at him, thankful.
At his last words, Kiaro's cheeks burned furiously and she shrugged. "Thanks, I guess" she said, grinning. "You don't look too bad yourself" Kiaro said, admiring his body. As they admired each other, Kiaro couldn't help but think she was only delaying this. It would be a unique experience, with a unique person. Very carefully, she began kissing him again, gently removing her own undergarments and helping him with this own.
Very discreetly, they had sexytime!
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Post by Alexander Novus on Aug 2, 2008 18:27:06 GMT -5
THE NEXT MORNING ... The sunlight streaming in from the nearest window (assuming there are windows, of course; if there weren't before, there are now) burned against his eyelids, causing him a rude awakening. Alex stretched out his body, his eyes still shut and straining against the sudden light. A deep inhalation of breath resulted in a long yawn. He went to continue hugging whatever he had been hugging before, and found that it was warm. In fact, it even had an authentic rising and falling of the chest. Some stuffed animal this was! Only as he buried his face into the "animal's fur" did the memories of the previous night flood into his mind. His eyes snapped open, his immediate sight being beautiful, messy, blonde locks. Ah, yes. Kiaro. He felt the thin blanket covering his body, realizing that he had probably conjured this afterwards ... or during. He had always had awesome skillz with conjuring blankets out of nowhere. For some odd reason. Alexander squeezed her gently around the middle and gave her cheek a quick peck. If he hadn't been so worried about waking up, he probably would have full-on snogged her. He slide out from under the sheet with subtlety, making sure that it didn't leave her body. The young man made a quick trip to the loo. Once he had emptied his body of most of his bodily fluid, he made his way quickly out to the room where she was asleep and picked his boxers up from the floor. Slipping them on swiftly, he then glanced around and bit his bottom lip. Hmm. What to do now. It would be rather rude to leave when she was still asleep ... Besides, he didn't want to leave. Not yet. Soo, the only possible solution was to go get something to eat. Doing his best to stiffle yet another yawn (he was not successful), Alex made his way to the fridge. He opened it as quietly as possible and pulled out the strawberry pie they were supposed to have for dessert the night before. As he went to grab a fork from a nearby drawer, he caught his reflection in the metal of the fridge. His dirty-blonde hair was sticking up at odd angles, his eyes were slightly groggy-looking from having just woken up; he looked a right mess. Shrugging, he was about to sit at the table and eat the pie, but decided that the couch was better. That way, he could see her when she woke up. |
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Post by Kiaro Matuchi on Aug 3, 2008 10:53:02 GMT -5
The sun streaming into the room was what finally woke her up. A piercing light straight to the eyes was her cue to finally open them. Her breathing was even and calm, staring up at the ceiling. They were on the floor. Too good for beds. She smiled at that, her hand grabbing the place where Alexander had slept soundly beside her, only to find that it was empty. She jerked up in panic, her once even breathing turning uneven just as fast. She was aware of a squeeze around her waist, but nothing else after. Had she fallen back asleep during that time?
Panic rose in her throat, forming a thick lump. She could start crying. If he had left, she certainly wasn't going to forgive herself for the wrong mistake she had made. She jerked her head around and noticed Alexander, eating the strawberry pie she had made yesterday, on the couch. Relief washed over her in the form of a sigh. So he had truly stuck by his words and still loved her in the morning. She stuck up one finger to gesture "One minute" and tip toed away quickly, ignoring the stiffness of her back from lying on the floor all night.
She hurried to her closet, which was organized due to her obsession with everything neat. Outfits lined the closet with things to wear and she hurried to jeans and a blouse, combing her tangly hair, and then running back to see that Alexander was still there. She was able to release her breath when she saw him, unaware that she had been holding her breath to begin with.
"Alex" she said softly, making her way back to the couch, sitting down and lying her head down on his shoulder, like she had done the night before. "That was amazing. Thanks for a hell of a night" she said, her lips pulling over her teeth and into a nice, warm smile. The feeling of relief was definitely a reassurance as she went to the kitchen and grabbed her own plate of the pie, a fork, and walking back to the couch and picking at the pie. "So how was your night?" she asked, starting to grin again.
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Post by Alexander Novus on Aug 7, 2008 13:58:47 GMT -5
Alex was halfway through the pie when she woke up. She looked panicked, like she was about to be attacked or something. He was about to lay the plate down and reach out soothingly when she turned her attention to him, and instead of the panic that had been there seconds before, there was relief. To reassure her, he flashed her a crooked grin. This almost caused some of the pie that was in his mouth to dribble out but he caught himself from this idiotic move just time. Alexander swallowed forcefully, feeling a slight pink tinge his cheeks.
His gaze remained on her as she got up and went to her room. He thanked the heavens that she wasn't looking at him then, seeing as when he tried to pull another bite up to his mouth, he missed and poked himself in the chin. He couldn't help but be distracted. Details began to accompany his memories. And honestly, he wanted nothing more but to go back and, well, do it again. Alex hurriedly scarfed down the rest of the strawberry dessert so that he didn't have a risk of embarrassing himself any longer in that department. Once finished, he placed it gently on the floor beside the blanket. Just in time for her to prance out and plop herself next to him.
"Kiaro," he murmured, the crooked smile lighting up his face again. Without even realizing he was doing it, he draped his arm around her shoulders gently. His index finger began to twist a lock of her hair around it absentmindedly. "Hmm, no problem, no problem. Any time." Alexander's smile twisted into a slight, playful smirk. But then, she got up and decided that she wanted some pie, too. He sniffled in mock hurt. His arm remained as though wrapped around thin air, waiting for her to come back. "My night? Quite nice, actually. Thrilling." Alex's bright blue eyes twinkled mischievously, and he leaned over and kissed her softly.
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Post by Kiaro Matuchi on Aug 7, 2008 17:18:46 GMT -5
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
Apart from her legs being a little sore and her torso like she had been doing sit ups for an hour, she was doing pretty good. Feeling through her shirt, her hand felt for her six pack and looked up at the ceiling, said a 'thank you' and then sighed. Everything was going so good right now. Things in her life was swell. Right next to her, she had a guy who she had a night experience with, she felt like she was getting a six pack, and she was eating strawberry pie. What the heck could possibly go wrong? Nothing, that was what.
But as Kiaro thought; Thought of her evil intentions and what she was planning to do with Aaron and Carma, something filled her heart again, making it run ferociously. Panic. Again. She stared at him, knowingly. If anything happened to Alex, she wasn't sure she could forgive herself. She closed her eyes, listening to their heartbeats take away from the quietness and she poked at her strawberry pie, all thoughts distracted. She loved Alex, at least she thought she loved Alex, with all her heart. Nothing could change that and in all her power, she was not going to let anything happen to him.
Her relaxed hair curled in his hand and his crooked smile brought on a smile of her own. "Thrilling? What a nice compliment" she said against his lips as they pressed together again. His hand had been waiting when she got back and she leaned right into place, comfortably, as his arm wrapped around her again. "You were quite thrilling too" she whispered in his ear, moving her lips back to his lips.
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Post by Alexander Novus on Aug 7, 2008 17:51:12 GMT -5
The young man's gaze never once left Kiaro. He was afraid that if he looked away, he would miss some maginificent, important action of hers. She had dazzled him during his entire time with her; it was only normal that she would continue to do so. And he didn't want to miss a single moment of it. Everything seemed a tad unreal to him. He heard the cooing of the morning birds outside, and the comprehension that his parents were probably wondering where the hell he was suddenly dawned on him, making him remember that this was in fact real and not a dream.
Hell, if last night had been a dream, he had a very vivid subconscious imagination.
She seemed to be pondering something, and Alex didn't bother asking her what. It was probably personal stuff. He didn't like imposing on that sort of stuff unless the person willingly let them. It wasn't his place to intrude. Alex simply wrapped his arm tighter around her, pulling her closer to him in a gentle way. He heaved a long, heavy sigh, thinking about ... everything. What if they never saw each other again? That would've been a freakin' tragedy, in his opinion. What if this was just a one-night thing? That would've been equally as devastating.
"Only the best compliments for you ..." he murmured into her lips, smiling through their kiss. When he heard the comment about being thrilling, Alex kissed her much more passionately, abandoning the softness and gentleness that he had previously been using. Now, his lips were traced with longing and hope and eagerness. Reluctantly, he pulled back to look at the clock on the wall opposite him. Another sigh escaped his lips and he said, "Listen ... I don't want to but I have to go. My mother's probably freaking out, thinking I went and got myself killed or something." He rolled his eyes, then untangled himself from her and began pulling on his discarded articles of clothing.
"But ..." he continued, not exactly sure how to word it. He pulled on his long-sleeve button shirt as he bit his lower lip, contemplating what to say. "I was wondering if maybe ... well ... we could see each other again? Sometime?" Alex didn't want to wait for her response. If he did, the suspense would practically kill him. So, he said, his voice remaining as calm and collected as possible, "I'll send you an owl sometime, okay? Just think about it ... don't dismiss the idea immediately." His lips curved into a small, half-smile. He slipped on his sneakers and was about to head for the door when he remembered his business wasn't finished here. Alexander brought their lips together one last time, cradling her face carefully in his hands. Then, after casting her a wink, he Disapparated.
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