1 Day of Sweet, Sweet Lovethe_eternalstudFebruary 15 2012, 02:41:27 UTC
[Damon felt a strange tingling sensation in his left shoulder, one that didn't exactly make sense. Frowning, he reached up to rub his arm, trying to figure out what had happened to him, his attention finally pulled away from the bourbon he'd been studying for the past twenty minutes. When he looked up, his eyes slid along the rows of liquor bottles for a moment before coming to rest on Faith.
That was all it took. One little glance, and he knew that he was hers. Always had been, really. The other women in his life that he'd though he'd loved before now seemed like nothing other than passing infatuations, something to mark the time as the long years wore by, to prepare him for this moment. He knew, then, that he'd truly just been waiting for this moment, for the chance to look at Faith and really see her, as thought for the very first time, and know, deep down, that she was his destiny.
He stood up, moving toward her slowly, a different kind of smile -- genuine and almost tender, hungry and passionate -- on his lips as he came to stand next to her. He reached up and reverently trace the line of her jaw with his fingers, her name a holy psalm on his lips] Faith. Hi.
MY COMPUTER LIVES ONCE AGAIN!!! MAH THINGS, MAH ICONS, MAH MUSIC, IT IS ALL HERE I AM SO EXCITED THAT I CAN NOT STAND IT OMG BECKY FOREVER!!!
*She's lost to her own thoughts when her shoulder starts to tingle. Shrugging it off, she downs her drink and rubs a hand over her face. It isn't until she feels the body at her side that she turns to look, intends to acknowledge him with some sarcastic response, and stops. In fact everything stops with the touch of his hand and the way he says her name. It's... it's like everything she has never wanted to allow herself to feel comes washing over her. Love, stronger than anything she's ever known-- love for him-- engulfs her.* Damon.
Ooc: ps, I freaking love you. Two more days! And then I shall hug you endlessly IN PERSON ONCE MORE!
[He sees it mirrored in her, the way her eyes widened when she looked at him, how her lips part when she murmurs his name, and for a brief second he's startled, but it's gone again, because of course she loves him back, that's the way things are, that's how he knows that he world is truly something worth sticking around in -- because he loves Faith, and Faith loves him; it's the basis on which his whole being finds its foundation.
He leans in, brushing his lips gently against hers. A soft kiss, tender, almost cloyingly sweet with its sincerity] I wasn't -- expecting you. [He slips a hand around her waist, playful now]
I love you bunches. And so very true! :) The hugging shall soon commence!
Baby Doom is eagerly anticipating your visit. Just saying. faiththatfuelsuFebruary 15 2012, 14:34:39 UTC
*She doesn't want the kiss to end, doesn't really want to be away from him considering how much time they've been apart already. Even the small distance between them now is too much. She leans into him, smiling with a kind of happiness she doesn't think has ever graced her face before.* Just got into town.
*Faith caresses his cheek before moving to kiss him again, resting her forehead against his when she breaks away.* Hope you don't mind.
ooc: Eric is literally running around the house sing songing your impending arrival. "Aunt G~ is coming Friiiidaaaaay."
Re: Baby Doom is eagerly anticipating your visit. Just saying. the_eternalstudFebruary 18 2012, 06:06:44 UTC
Maybe just a little. [He nuzzles against her a bit, pulling her closer, enjoying the warmth of her body against him] But only because you didn't give me time to get some big, over-the-top gesture together. [He rolls his eyes, giving her a playful, loving smile] You know how much I get off on playing the romantic.
*She only smiles right back at him, more than a little indulgently.* I could always leave if you want. Come back when you've had some time...
*Not that she would. It's been months since she's seen him and she doesn't want to lose any more time than they already have. It's a miracle that she's held out this long.*
ooc: I know! I CAN SEE YOU. *Wow, that sounds a little creepy.*
I suppose you can stay. [his fingers slip under the hem of her shirt, ghosting over the skin of her hip] Since you're here already and all.
[He's aching to get the clothes off her, to kiss every last inch of her skin, to get his teeth into her and taste her, aching to get that equilibrium back that only she can bring. But he's got to at least put up the appearance of handling himself. This is Faith, after all. It wouldn't be like his girl to get off on his acting like a lonely fifteen-year-old virgin on his first date]
I CAN SEE YOU TOO!!!! And it's a little creepy. But how's this for creepier? Ahem: "The reply is coming from INSIDE THE HOUSE!"
You're all heart. *It's a small, simple touch, but it sets her entire body tingling.*
What are we still doin' wastin' time here, huh? *The last thing she wants to do is sit here in a bar when she could be as close as possible to every single inch of his skin.*
Not all heart. [The hand not stroking her back reaches up, and he brushes the hair off her neck, leaning in to place a gentle kiss against her skin] I'm at least forty-seven percent libido at any given time.
[A little thrill goes through him at her words, and he closes his eyes briefly, just basking for a moment in the strength of the love between them. But, only a moment -- because she's right. They are wasting time. Time they could be spending naked. He doesn't say anything, just steps back and takes her hand, turning to leave the bar]
*Her heart rate speeds up and there's a physical ache that pervades her.* Pretty sure that's what makes you so damn perfect.
*She's up and off the stool without a second's hesitation so she can follow him. There's no doubt that she would follow anywhere he led her, even if it was into hell itself.*
[Lucky for Faith it's not hell he's taking her to, but to his tastefully pointed bedroom back at the house. Well, if he can make it that far. Because they've barely reached the car before he's moving, leaning her back against the driver's side door, body pressed up against hers as he kisses her, and it helps -- helps tamp down the crazy hunger inside him, the sweet ache that's been building since he saw her. He's never felt this before, this full-body, all-consuming kind of love and desire. He's not quite sure how to handle this feeling, but he thinks he might just like it.]
*She tries to fit herself against him as much as humanly possible. The solid strength of his body against her is everything she'd ever been missing, and she knows what it feels like to melt, to honestly melt into a kiss.* Damon--
[He can't help it, the sound of her voice makes him pop fang, and he moves his attentions to her neck. He leg moves between hers, and as his hips rock forward, grinding up against her, he drags his teeth ever so lightly over her skin -- not hard enough to mark, not hard enough to do anything more than tease them both. God, he loves her]
*There's a surprised gasp at the barest feel of a sharpened canine against delicate skin and she rolls against his leg seeking more. She needs pressure, needs contact, but most of all she just needs him.* You're killin' me here...
That makes two of us. [He trails searing kisses down her throat] Think you can handle the drive back? [He slides a hand up her leg, stroking her inner thigh] I think I'm going to be a little too preoccupied to focus on the road.
*Remembering how to breathe is starting to become an issue and she digs her nails into his shoulder just the slightest bit.* Not sure I won't crash the damn car if you're touchin' me while I'm tryin' to drive.
That was all it took. One little glance, and he knew that he was hers. Always had been, really. The other women in his life that he'd though he'd loved before now seemed like nothing other than passing infatuations, something to mark the time as the long years wore by, to prepare him for this moment. He knew, then, that he'd truly just been waiting for this moment, for the chance to look at Faith and really see her, as thought for the very first time, and know, deep down, that she was his destiny.
He stood up, moving toward her slowly, a different kind of smile -- genuine and almost tender, hungry and passionate -- on his lips as he came to stand next to her. He reached up and reverently trace the line of her jaw with his fingers, her name a holy psalm on his lips] Faith. Hi.
MY COMPUTER LIVES ONCE AGAIN!!! MAH THINGS, MAH ICONS, MAH MUSIC, IT IS ALL HERE I AM SO EXCITED THAT I CAN NOT STAND IT OMG BECKY FOREVER!!!
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Ooc: ps, I freaking love you. Two more days! And then I shall hug you endlessly IN PERSON ONCE MORE!
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He leans in, brushing his lips gently against hers. A soft kiss, tender, almost cloyingly sweet with its sincerity] I wasn't -- expecting you. [He slips a hand around her waist, playful now]
I love you bunches. And so very true! :) The hugging shall soon commence!
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*Faith caresses his cheek before moving to kiss him again, resting her forehead against his when she breaks away.* Hope you don't mind.
ooc: Eric is literally running around the house sing songing your impending arrival. "Aunt G~ is coming Friiiidaaaaay."
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ooc: and now I am IN YOUR HOUSE!!!
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*Not that she would. It's been months since she's seen him and she doesn't want to lose any more time than they already have. It's a miracle that she's held out this long.*
ooc: I know! I CAN SEE YOU. *Wow, that sounds a little creepy.*
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[He's aching to get the clothes off her, to kiss every last inch of her skin, to get his teeth into her and taste her, aching to get that equilibrium back that only she can bring. But he's got to at least put up the appearance of handling himself. This is Faith, after all. It wouldn't be like his girl to get off on his acting like a lonely fifteen-year-old virgin on his first date]
I CAN SEE YOU TOO!!!! And it's a little creepy. But how's this for creepier? Ahem: "The reply is coming from INSIDE THE HOUSE!"
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What are we still doin' wastin' time here, huh? *The last thing she wants to do is sit here in a bar when she could be as close as possible to every single inch of his skin.*
ooc: NAKED PETER BURKE.
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[A little thrill goes through him at her words, and he closes his eyes briefly, just basking for a moment in the strength of the love between them. But, only a moment -- because she's right. They are wasting time. Time they could be spending naked. He doesn't say anything, just steps back and takes her hand, turning to leave the bar]
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*She's up and off the stool without a second's hesitation so she can follow him. There's no doubt that she would follow anywhere he led her, even if it was into hell itself.*
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