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Jul 31, 2005 02:39

This place is a shithole.

Why can’t we live somewhere nice?

We don’t even have proper running water.For fucks sake, don’t know why the bint needed bloody running water any…Oh sod it, I’d long since stopped trying to nut out why women wanted or needed anything. Didn’t much care either…’course there was one thing I cared about, and that was keeping ( Read more... )

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sexytarawitch August 23 2005, 13:53:09 UTC
I just glared at him as he unbound my arms and legs, my jaw clenched tightly as I tried to come up with the right words to say, maybe even cut him a bit deeper.

Pulling free I wrenched away from him and headed towards the closet in the far corner, the first one I opened had sex toys of all types. Not what I'm looking for - or in the mood for - right now. The second closet had clothing of all types and I slipped on a robe and tied the belt around me before looking back at him.

“Look, I’m here with you, aren’t I?”

I can't let him get to me, I can't let him see how much he gets to me. It's too late for that I think, he knows something is up but just not exactly what's bothering me.

I don't know if I'm even sure what's bothering me.

Licking my lips I gasped when he grabbed me and pinned me to the wall, making me look at him as he silently tried to force the answer out of me. "Yeah, you're here." My voice dropped and I looked away, closing my eyes tightly and wishing these feelings would go away. "But for how long, how long till you get tired of me and just..."

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ex_lovesbitc93 August 23 2005, 14:06:39 UTC
She pushed past me and I watched as she stalked across the room. What the bloody hell was wrong with her? We’d just had an evening of mind-blowing shagging, done some decent violence and got ourselves some brand new shiny digs and she still wasn’t happy? I mean, fuck, what the hell did she want from me?

I was really starting to get pissed. I strode after her and pinned her against the wall, hoping it hurt. Why the hell did she want to make me weak? I thought women bloody liked it when you were hard a sodding nails? A vicious beast, that didn’t give a toss about them?

"Yeah, you're here. But for how long, how long till you get tired of me and just..."

Maybe she was different. Yeah, maybe…but I couldn’t be sure. Not yet. If she thought I….well she’d bloody up and leave as soon as the novelty’d worn off. I knew that for bloody sure.

“Do you think I bloody turn every bird I meet?” I asked her, almost spitting the question into her face. “Do you think I would’ve kept you with me if I didn’t…care about you?”

Fuck. There we go, admitted it now haven’t you? You soft fucking git.

Turning away from her I strode towards the stairs.

“I’m going to bloody bed,” I muttered as I started to climb the stairs.

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sexytarawitch August 23 2005, 14:23:50 UTC
“Do you think I bloody turn every bird I meet? Do you think I would’ve kept you with me if I didn’t…care about you?”

Blinking a few times I just stared at him, unsure of what to say or what to feel for that matter. I wanted to grab him and kiss him, tell him that he knows how I feel about him and that I won't leave him. But I still can't bring myself to speak.

“I’m going to bloody bed,”

I watched with silent eyes as he headed up the stairs and I could hear his footsteps as he headed up to one of the bedrooms. I didn't know how to react to this, he had just given me the closest thing that's in him at the moment to what I've been looking for and I stay quiet, letting him walk up the stairs like I didn't care at all.

But I do, isn't that my problem...

Licking my lips I wrap the robe around me again and follow him up silently, closing the basement door before I turn to go upstairs. The house is quiet - almost deadly - and it feels a bit off.

I quietly make my way to the bedroom with his scent and in the dim light I can see him lying in bed under the dark silk sheets. With a tentativeness that I haven't even felt let alone expressed since I was human, I shed the robe onto the floor and climbed into bed with him.

Slowly I wrapped my arm around his waist and pressed my cool body against his. "Sorry." I whispered against his skin, kissing lightly his shoulders and neck. "I know there are things...things you haven't told me all about, it's ok...I..." I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes tightly shut. "It's just that...I love you and I want...I want that back...But I know you can't - at least not now - and I'm willing...I'll wait, right here with you till you do."

I pulled the sheet over us more and rested my cheek against the back of his neck, placing soft kisses over his skin. "Forever if I have to..."

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ex_lovesbitc93 August 24 2005, 12:44:58 UTC
Don’t know what the stupid bint wanted from me, I thought as I stalked angrily through the house towards the master bedroom. Oh wait, yes I bloody well did! She wanted me to admit my undying love for her, lay it all bare so she knew just how much she could put the boot in, just how much I’d let her walk all over me. Well sod her; I wasn’t doing that this time. No bloody way.

‘Sides, I didn’t love her. I was fond of her, yeah, and I wanted her around. For a good long time even, but that didn’t mean I loved her.

Fuck!

Sitting down on the side of the big king-sized bed I ran my hand through my hair. Don’t know what I was being such a wanker about. Don’t know why I couldn’t just admit I cared about her. Guess I kinda did though, didn’t I? Sod it. I pulled back the sheets and got into under them. That’d come back and bite me in the arse, that I was bloody sure of.

It wasn’t long before I heard her slip into the room and the sound of her shuffling around and slipping into bed with me made me feel good, I can’t lie. Being alone’s never much of a giggle, and Tara was the best company I’d had in a long while. Just wish she didn’t want so much from me, though…

"Sorry. I know there are things...things you haven't told me all about, it's ok...It's just that...I love you and I want...I want that back...But I know you can't - at least not now - and I'm willing...I'll wait, right here with you till you do."

Fuck…

"Forever if I have to..."

Sighing, I turned to face her. She looked a treat; lips all swollen, eyes soft and she smelt like sex and sin and decadence. Something that I hadn’t felt in a while stirred inside me but I pushed it away. Why did I always have to get like this? Why…oh fucking hell…

“Thanks,” I said softly, stroking her cheek. “Thanks for…the car and that. I wasn’t really angry, I like it.” I smiled softly and leaned forward to kiss her, gently this time. As it turned out I’d had enough rough-play tonight.

“How ‘bout I take you out for a drive tomorrow night?” I suggested, grinning cheekily and wrapping my arms around her waist. “Somewhere special…we can keep on breaking in that back seat.”

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