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May 08, 2005 15:16

Slappin' the glass ontop of the counter, the nervous tender went to pour me another, but I shook my hand in dismissal. Noticin' the gash across my knuckles. Deep no doubt, and a wound tha' might need some stitches. Sweet! It'd been a long time to do this much damage to some good ol' fashion normal vamps and demons. Not those uber vamps back in ( Read more... )

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his_firecracker May 28 2005, 02:35:29 UTC
He licked his lips. Almost hungrily. Wha' the hell was tha' on account of? The thought of the way our lips touched when I pressed up against him back in Sunnydale, or when our bodies grinded into each others? I knew he had liked it. Let's jus' say I was probbed with the idea he did.

And then, just wha' I didn't expect, "Drop it." He was takin' me up on my offer and suddenly I wondered if I should? I wasn't ashamed of my body to anyone before. Still wasn't...well, okay, I was, a little. I was ripped and shit, but I had scars on me tha' Salyer healin' would never heal. I heard an oldwives tale once. Scars never faded unless you let them. If someone gave you a scar, you couldn't heal from it unless you forgave the person for given it to you.

I had some aplenty. My mom loved to lash them out on me. But, those were minor. I had a nice shiny one across the lower part of my tummy. One tha' the precious golden girl gave me.

Throwin' my legs off the side of the bed, I stood up and let the towel drop from me. Falling to the floor and letting pale skin glisten in the dimly lit room. My hands held behind my back to give him a good enough view of pierced nipples, and a clean of all hair frontal view. Firm thighs and strong legs. Not at all out of physical shape given the line of work I'm in.

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noangelofyours May 28 2005, 02:41:06 UTC
She threw her legs off the side of the bed, standing, and dropping the towel. I let out an uneeded breath at the sight of her creamy and slightly blemished skin. The one that caught my attention was across the lower part of her stomach. She held her hands behind her back, showing off her glory, pierced nipples and all.

I crossed the space between us, looking down at her.
"Damn, you're more gorgeous than I thought.", I reached out to touch her skin but pulled back my hand before I made contact. I wanted to play by her rules, let her lead things.

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his_firecracker May 28 2005, 15:00:47 UTC
"Damn, you're more gorgeous than I thought." Tha' was a compliment, right?

Cheah, it was. The awe in his eyes left me speechless for the time being. He was closing the distance between us. His steps powerful and altogether graceful. He moved like a lion stalking his prey. Well, this dance would definitely be sweet. I'd stalk him back jus' as he was doing to me.

"And you're everything I always dreamt you were." Softly I whispered, biting my tongue at the end when he didn't make contact with my skin. I wanted to feel his hand brush my hot flesh. Feel the cool of his digits trace any kind of pattern along my skin. I wanted to do the same to him. Wanted to tease my tongue along his pulsepoint. Let him know how it felt again to have someone tug on the main artery of his neck.

Stepping closer to Angel, I laid my hands flat against his chest. Working their way down in kneading his skin. "I guess the title Big Guy..." Looking down I grinned, "...fits after all." Now it was my turn to tease him. My fingers dropped lower until they reached the planes of his waist, trailing along the front curve around to his hips.

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noangelofyours May 28 2005, 19:34:52 UTC
She stepped closer, laying her hand flat against my chest. It had been too long since someone had touched me. Her hands worked lower kneading my skin.

'I guess the title Big Guy...', she looked down'...fits after all.', her fingers dropped lower trailing my hips. Reaching up I took one of her breasts into my hand. Watching her face I ran my thumb over the ring that was in her nipple.

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