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Post by Davey Callaghan on Jun 10, 2010 2:11:35 GMT -8
As her lips brushed his, Davey couldn't help but smile. It was such a small kiss, and when she pulled away, he lost his words momentarily, before chuckling as if fighting nerves a little. "I see," he said, and boy did he. He was a little surprised at the kiss, but was definitely liking it. She liked him! And he hoped that she would. He didn't know a lot of people that worked so fast, but Davey liked that he was able to. Then, since she started them on that track, he slowly leaned in and let his lips brush against hers. While her kiss had been shorter, he allowed his lips to linger a little longer, even going as far as to bring his hand to her cheek to rest it there. He didn't stay too long, however and pulled away from the kiss. He didn't say anything, just waiting to judge her reaction to see how much farther he could take it from that. It wasn't so strange, really. Sometimes people clicked and things went farther than expected. And right now, he was hoping for one of those moments.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2010 2:32:49 GMT -8
Her eyes closed as she kissed him back. When he pulled away, she was stunned. What was she doing? "What do you want from me?" the question might have come from nowhere but it didn't. She was getting herself into something that she didn't know was good for her. "I just got on parole. I won't do anything to go back to prison for." Again, the warning was not spontaneous. But with that being said, she leaned in and kissed him again, wrapping her arms around his neck. He didn't need to answer her, apparently, for her brain to calm down and be okay with this.
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Post by Davey Callaghan on Jun 10, 2010 2:39:30 GMT -8
Davey was a little taken aback by the question. What did he want from her? Well, that was a simple question with an easy answer, but he barely had time to answer before she talked about parole and prison. He wasn't sure what she could possibly do with him that would put her back in prison. "As long as you weren't planning on killing me, I don't think you'll go to prison." He said gently, and actually her saying that made him a little bit cautious. He didn't think she would kill him, but he did have to wonder why she thought kissing him might land her in prison. Davey wasn't really the break-the-law type. He bent the rules a little, but he never did anything that wound himself up in jail. And he figured it'd be kind of silly to be a criminal and best friends with a cop. That would be an odd friendship to be sure. As she kissed him again, he exhaled an approving sound into it and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in closer to him.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2010 3:40:31 GMT -8
Elena wasn't planning on killing anyone. When he mentioned it, she shook her head but didn't say anything. That wasn't what she had meant at all. The thought came across her mind to explain, but he was kissing her back and pulling her closer. It could wait. A moan escaped her lips softly as she closed her eyes. She was enjoying this far too much. Her body was responding with sexual stimulus in ways that she didn't understand because she was a virgin. When she finally pulled away to catch her breath, she looked up in his eyes, panting softly.
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Post by Davey Callaghan on Jun 10, 2010 12:40:18 GMT -8
With his hands around her waist, his thumbs gently ran circles over her lower back as they kissed. He liked how she didn't pull away from him or grow nervous in the last second and take off. That was always rough. But, she stayed close, and he held her while he kissed. When she finally pulled from it, his own eyes opened to look at hers. A smile appeared on his face and he breathed out. "Wow," his voice barely climbed above a whisper. He didn't pull his body from hers, because he didn't want to lose the moment. They were so close, and there was no doubt that she couldn't be feeling some of the same things that he was. That physical chemistry wasn't usually wrong. He leaned in again, kissed her gently, before pressing an affectionate one to her jawline, then again to her neck. He wanted to draw her into the heat of the moment, to the extent where she wouldn't think of pulling away from it.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2010 12:49:15 GMT -8
Elena felt him kissing her neck, and instinctively hugged him. Her body pressed against his, and her hands were involuntarily traveling down his back to the brim of his shirt. Her arms were around his waist, and her fingers sought out his bare back beneath the fabric. Elena wasn't too sure of what she was doing. At this point, it was hard to think clearly. He had put her in a fuxzy daze. All she could think about was him. It was like he had put her under a spell. But if he had, she definitely liked it.
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Post by Davey Callaghan on Jun 10, 2010 12:58:25 GMT -8
Pleasant chills erupted up and down his spine as her fingertips brushed over the bare skin beneath his shirt. He kissed his way down to her shoulder, letting himself climb from small butterfly kisses to a more drawn out passion as he fled over her collarbone before pulling away again. There was more of a heat between them, and he knew from experience that it could either catch fire and burn fantastically or it could go out fast. He wanted the previous and so he found her lips again, this time crushing his own against hers with a more heated passion. It was still gentle, but he tried to pull in more heat, actually beginning to step forward despite how they were hugged together. He was trying to pressure her backwards, towards the bed in the room. After all, once you hit the bed, it was hard to come up from it.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2010 14:03:15 GMT -8
Elena clung to him tighter when he kissed her with more passion. Her tongue seemed to travel by itself to his mouth, requesting access. When he pressed against her, she started to walk backwards. She felt weak at the knees, like she was going to melt in his arms. The carpet brushed along her feet until she came to the bed. The backs of her legs bumped against the side, and since she had nowhere else to go, the pressure caused her body to sit down. Elena didn't even notice that they had moved. She had lost control over her body, and she had lost all willpower. She submitted herself to his passions and desires, and they became her desires and passions as well.
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Post by Davey Callaghan on Jun 14, 2010 23:44:20 GMT -8
There was a point, Davey knew, a point that made it so hard to turn back once it was crossed. He wasn't sure that he had reached it, but he was damn close. He might as well have been walking that thin line between the turn back point and the one where there was no turning back. She was stuck with him. As her tongue sought out entrance, his lips parted slowly, his tongue meeting hers with a quiet moan stifled into the kiss. He wrestled with her, passionately keeping lead of the kiss. At that juncture, he felt a little like he was floating himself. But, it became that way when the heat was hot enough. He started to feel a little foggy and alight. It was as if every one of his senses became hyper-aware and he knew exactly what he wanted. As she succumbed to sitting on the bed, he slowly tried to pressure her down onto her back, crawling onto the mattress himself to join her. Not once did he try to pull away. The moment was too fragile for quick moves or separation. He had to know she was his. One hand began to move, travelling up her side slowly, before creeping over her abdomen. Every move he made was slow and deliberate. Despite being a bit lost to his own wants, he knew better than to move at a speed that would make her uncomfortable. He wanted to make sure that she was ready for every single move he made. Partners weren't scared off that way and they hardly wanted you again if you didn't pay attention. Davey might have been with more women than he could ever count in his lifetime, but he never could be accused of being selfish when he got them. He paid attention and knew how to act accordingly. It was no fun if the other person wasn't getting off the same way.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2010 0:00:22 GMT -8
Elena laid down on her back without thinking. Somewhere, deep in her subconscious, she wanted someone to come home and catch them. Her subconscious knew that it was wrong. However, her subconscious wasn't speaking to her conscious about this matter. Because as soon as her back hit the bed, Elena's legs spread apart to give Davey easier access. She followed his lead, moaning as their tongues met. Her breathing was faster, and she could feel herself getting very turned on by all of this.
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Post by Davey Callaghan on Jun 30, 2010 16:54:52 GMT -8
Davey crawled onto the bed, hovering over her, one of his hands pressed to the mattress to hold himself up over her, gently letting their bodies press together while he kissed her. He let his tongue explore her mouth, moaning at the heat that was quickly spreading between them. He hoped that no one came in and stopped them, just like he hoped that she didn't suddenly stop him. He was getting too far, already feeling the tension spreading deep in the pit of his stomach and further down. He wasn't sure how experienced she was or how inexperienced she was. Either way didn't bother him, but since he wasn't aware, he kept things slow. Slowly, cautiously, he trailed his free hand down her abdomen, letting it smooth over her skin on a journey lower. It was a nice way to test just how far she would let him go. His hand slipped between her legs, not daring to go beneath her garment just yet, because that was a bit too far when he was still testing the waters. He figured he would know how uncomfortable he made her or if she would protest anything. At the same time, he didn't want to give her a lot of room to think about it either, and kept kissing her with as much fervency as before.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2010 17:25:33 GMT -8
Elena felt like she could burst from the pleasure she was feeling. As his hand wandered, so did hers. She slipped her hands under his shirt and felt the skin of his back under her fingertips. She needed to pull away from the kiss to catch her breath, but when she did, it was not to end what was happening. It was to take it even further. "Take me?" she whispered, the words coming out as more of a question. Elena had never done anything like this, but she was more then comfortable and she couldn't think of anything bad that could happen. Not that she was trying to.
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