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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 18:08:46 GMT -5
His frown deepened. "Because I wanted to have you to myself." He said, it was partially true. He did want her to himself, but that wasn't his original intention in bringing her into the room. He just felt as though they were on hot coals at the moment and needed to let each other cool off.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 18:17:53 GMT -5
"Well, you do now," she whispered, turning around to face Jer and locking her gaze with his. She propped herself up on one elbow, tilting her head curiously at him and wondering what he would do. Shouldn't he have wanted this? "You have me all to yourself, and yet you're not gonna do anything about it?" she questioned him, lifting an eyebrow.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 22:53:05 GMT -5
"Charlotte Please." Jer murmured, rubbing his forehead. "I'm really not in the mood anymore, alright." He sighed, dropping his hand from his face to look at her. The way she looked at him made him start to think she wouldnt drop the conversation at that.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 23:05:47 GMT -5
"I'm gonna get something to drink," Charlotte muttered, sliding off the bed and pulling on her shorts. She slipped her shirt on, though didn't bother to button it up again. Unlocking the door and stepping out, she made her way to the kitchen, grabbing a glass from the counter and debating between water or wine. Soon deciding on the latter, she poured herself a glass, taking a sip of it before walking back over to her room.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 4, 2010 23:42:20 GMT -5
Jer pushed himself into an upright position, leaning back against her headboard and waiting for her to return. He felt bad, but he didn't want to sleep with her because she thought that was the way to prove his love for her.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 4, 2010 23:56:12 GMT -5
Charlotte stepped quietly back into the room, taking one more sip from the fragile glass before setting it down on the nightstand. She crawled back on to the bed with him, now fully clothed except for the unbuttoned shirt. She took a seat beside Jeraurd, leaning her head on his shoulder and murmuring, "I'm sorry. I'm not gonna make you do anything."
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 5, 2010 0:21:09 GMT -5
Jer leaned his head on hers when she sat beside him. "I'm sorry. I don't know what happened." He murmured, kissing the top of her head and wrapping his arm around her. He would've gone further with her tonight if it'd had been the only way to get her happy again. But she seemed alright now.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 5, 2010 0:33:58 GMT -5
Charlotte slipped her arm around his neck, opening her mouth to speak but then shaking her head and forgetting about it. She grabbed his hand, holding it to her chest and closing her eyes shut as she leaned her head on his shoulder. She opened them quickly, though, her eyes darting to the glass on the table. She reached for it, draining it and facing Jer again and slipping down beside him so that she was laying down. She tugged on his arm, willilng him to come down with her.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 5, 2010 0:38:03 GMT -5
Slidding down beside her, Jeraurd gave her a curious look. She'd downed the alcohol like it was a shot and he knew that couldn't be good. "Charlotte, babe." He started but stopped, not wanting to fight her anymore.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 5, 2010 0:46:02 GMT -5
"Yes..." Charlotte began in a quiet whisper, pressing her lips together in a slight smirk as he slid down beside her. "Jeraurd?" she finished softly, crawling on top of him and staring down at him innocently. If he went along with this, she'd be glad. If he didn't, she'd finally give up and get over herself. Who knows what would happen?
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 5, 2010 0:55:11 GMT -5
"I love you." He told her, watching her as she climbed onto him and placing his hands on her hips. His gaze softened as he watched her, finding her movements less forced and extreame as they were early, something that pleased him, and let him know that it wasn't just a matter of lust anymore.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 5, 2010 1:06:04 GMT -5
Wrapping her legs around him, Charlotte put her hands on his chest, leaning down and pressing her lips against his. "I love you too," she murmured, slipping her shirt off and throwing it on the ground. She trailed kisses down his chest, pausing for a moment and staring up at him with wide eyes.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 5, 2010 12:38:09 GMT -5
Jer nodded at her, letting her know it was alright, then slid her opened shirt off her shoulders again. He brought her lips back up to his own and kissed her deeply, letting his fingers trail along her legs that were wrapped around him.
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Post by Charlotte Ryker on Aug 5, 2010 13:00:31 GMT -5
Playing with the zipper on his jeans, she kissed him back, one hand tangled in his hair. She froze suddenly, and then cast a glance at him. She frowned, shaking her head. "Let's not," she muttered, not really sure why. For some reason, she wasn't in the mood anymore. It was only a matter of time before Jeraurd got angry with her for changing her mind so much lately. She couldn't help herself.
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Post by Jeraurd Deveraux on Aug 5, 2010 13:06:52 GMT -5
Jer frowned slightly, about to question her but stopping himself. "Alright." He said, not really disappointed but more concerned with her mood swings. Reaching over the side of the bed he grabbed both their shirts, pulling his on and tossing hers to her.
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