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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 3:18:34 GMT -5
"Maybe you did..." Charlotte began quietly, trailing her fingers down his chest and kissing him passionately. She bent down so that her lips were just an inch from his as she murmured, "Or maybe you didn't. I dunno." She shrugged innocently, pursing her lips in a tight grin as she took one of Jer's hands, holding it in hers and to her chest.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 3:22:18 GMT -5
Jer rolled his eyes, not amused anymore by her games and turning his head to stare at the wall. If she wanted anything from him now she'd have to work twice as hard to get it. "Uh-huh." he mumbled absently.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 3:31:15 GMT -5
A frown crossed Charlotte's face when he moved away from her. She crawled over to him, resting her chin on his shoulder and letting out a sigh. Right now, she could either ignore him just like he was doing to her, or she could try to win his attention back. Weighing her options, she went with the latter, tangling her fingers in his hair while her other hand worked south on his jeans.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 3:33:24 GMT -5
Jer raised his eyebrows ever so slightly but still refused to look over at her. If she was allowed to play these games with him, it was a two way street. He Crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes, trying his best not to help her along.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 3:43:01 GMT -5
"Damnit, Jer," she muttered, pushing herself on top of him and staring into his eyes. She flipped her hair so that it was all on one side of her neck as she wrapped her arms around him, rolling over and pulling him closer, her free hand working on the one strap on her black bra. She unhooked it, staring wide-eyed at Jeraurd and willing him to take it off.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 3:45:30 GMT -5
He paused, wanting to, and wanting to so very badly. He allowed his fingers to touch the material of the strap before locking eyes with her. "I shouldn't." He said slowly.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 3:52:59 GMT -5
"Yes, you should," Charlotte protested, not bothering to ask why he was against it. She pressed her lips against his again, more harshly this time, trying only to get him to focus on her again. She shook him gently once, laying her head on his shoulder and letting her chest rise and fall as she inhaled and exhaled the air.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 3:56:02 GMT -5
As she laid her head on his shoulder Jer wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him. "You know I love you right?" He asked, staring up at the ceiling dispite the beautiful girl in his arms.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 4:03:41 GMT -5
"I've heard rumors," she murmured quietly with a shrug, staring down at him. The strap was still loose; she raised her eyebrows, wondering what he would do and if he would go for it this time. But then she frowned, knowing from past - meaning a few seconds ago - experience that he wouldn't. She rolled over, digging her head into his chest and letting herself sob softly. She wasn't sure why, though she was sure she didn't want Jer to notice.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 4:07:37 GMT -5
Jer squeezed his eyes shut, wanting to comfort her somehow. But knowing what she wanted, and knowing he couldnt give that to her now; not with his mind so unfocused on her. "I do." He told her, holding her against him and stroking her hair.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 13:32:14 GMT -5
"I'm sorry," Charlotte whispered softly, burying her head into his chest and wrapping an arm around him. "For disappointing you." She rolled over, sliding to the other side of the bed with her back facing him. She dug her head into the pillow, still sobbing quietly.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 13:48:29 GMT -5
"You didn't baby." Jer murmured, sliding over and pulling her against his stomach, laying his head in the crook of her neck. "You didn't." He repeated, wanting to make sure she knew. Of all the things she made him, she never made him disappointed, not even when she had been lost in her obsession.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 15:01:31 GMT -5
"Then show me that you love me," Charlotte begged quietly, staring up at Jer with wide eyes and raised eyebrows. She let out a heavy sigh, closing her eyes and curling up next to him. "Please," she continued softly, holding his hand and pulling it to her chest.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 15:07:59 GMT -5
Jer frowned slightly and kissed her forehead. "Babe, I'm not going to sleep with you to try and show you I love you." He told her. Dispite what she or anyone else may have thought of him; he wasn't all about sex.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 15:28:56 GMT -5
Charlotte slid out of his grasp, rolling once again to the other side of the bed. "Then what'd you drag me in here for?" she questioned him, her voice quiet and sounding slightly vulnerable, possibly angry. He was the one who had practically stripped her. He was the one who had brought her to the bed and locked the door. She shook her head, done with this, and curled up on the bed as far away from Jeraurd as she could manage.
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