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Post by Varla Jenson on Sept 24, 2013 19:58:13 GMT -5
I smile as he huffs before he groans and I decide to ignore it though I'm proud of myself. My hand pushes his gym shirts off fully and I hide a smile as he deepens the kiss and I pull him closer to me. My fingers go to his chest before one runs up to wrap around his neck and loosely rests there. My legs wrap around him and I smile through the kiss, resting my forehead against his though our lips still touched.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Sept 25, 2013 17:31:38 GMT -5
My hands run along her sides before she pushes my gym shorts off and I'm left in my boxers. My hands slip under her to undo her bra and I nip at Varla's lower lip as her arm wraps around my neck and her legs wrap around me. A blush creeps across my face as I know I have an.. ahem, problem, and I grin a bit as she rests our foreheads together. My hands find the hem of her sweatpants(or shorts, lol) and I start to tug them down.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Sept 25, 2013 18:55:45 GMT -5
His hands undo my bra soon after he is left in boxers and I moan lightly when he nips at my lip. I kind of want to giggle when I notice that he had a problem though I don't. My hips rest on his slightly and I move myself up so I could kiss better though purposefully rubbing my body against his as he pushes down my shorts. I break the kiss, trying to catch my now heavy breath and smile at him, knotting my fingers in his hair playfully. "Je t'aime?" I ask, forgetting its meaning. My mind was entirely blank and I was sure that there were some things I was going to screw up.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Sept 25, 2013 19:25:50 GMT -5
Another groan escapes me as her body presses to mine as her shorts are removed and a blush crosses my face again. I open my eyes as Varla pulls back, trying to catch my breath. My mouth drops open a bit as she speaks and I blink, thinking that over. She loved me? Did she even know what she'd just said? "Do you know what that means..?" I murmur before leaning down to press my lips to her neck, nipping at her skin.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Sept 25, 2013 19:29:31 GMT -5
I smirk when he groans before we both try to catch or breath. His mouth drops open and I blush, looking away. What had I just said? "Uh, I do...but I totally forgot at the moment," I mumble before his lips are on my neck, and he nips at the flesh. I hold back a moan as I try to remember what I said and close my eyes, hoping I didn't just tell him something that would embarrass me.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Sept 25, 2013 19:35:57 GMT -5
I shrug mentally, deciding not to push it- especially with both of us having drank and her not really knowing French that well. I pull back after a moment, running a hand down Varla's stomach to her thigh before pressing our lips together again, runing my tongue over her lower lip. I wanted to go farther, but I didn't know if she thought that would be going too fast..
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Post by Varla Jenson on Sept 25, 2013 19:41:17 GMT -5
I smile when he runs his hand down my stomach before he kisses me. My lips part and I slip my thumb under his boxers. I want to break the kiss to fully pull it off though I don't. His hands stay on my thighs and I break the kiss for a second and smile up at him before I begin tugging at his boxers. I only hoped he was ready for his because I know I was and it was something that I was always afraid of now. "You ready?" I murmur, my lips meeting his neck.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Sept 25, 2013 19:46:12 GMT -5
My tongue slips into her mouth before her thumb slips under the hem of my boxers. I open my eyes as Varla tugs at them and my hands find her panties. "Yeah." I reply breathlessly, tugging her panties down.
-le fadeeee-
I lay back, a slight grin on my face before I glance over at Varla, hoping that she was as satisfied as I was.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Sept 25, 2013 19:50:33 GMT -5
A giggle escapes me when he lays back and I try to regain my breath before rolling onto my side and looking at him. "This has been a wonderful first date," I joke, leaning over to kiss his cheek before laying my head on his shoulder. My hand rests on his chest and I close my eyes roving my fingers up and down unconsciously. "You're really great," I say, smiling at him as my eyes stay closed.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Sept 26, 2013 19:06:19 GMT -5
I glance over at her as she moves before my face turns red at her comment. I lay an arm over Varla's waist as her head nestles into my shoulder. A hand rests on my chest, her fingers tracing across my skin before she speaks again and I chuckle, shaking my head. "Thanks.." I murmur before a yawn escapes me.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Sept 26, 2013 19:34:50 GMT -5
A giggle escapes me when he shakes his head and I shrug, closing my eyes once more before he yawns. "Guessing we should really get some sleep," I say, kissing his cheek and clsing the space between us before falling asleep next to him. Come morning, I hear the door creak open though I ignore it and turn my head so that it's hiding behind Drew. I wasn't really ready for the morning to begin.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Sept 26, 2013 19:45:30 GMT -5
I smile softly as she moves closer before closing my eyes. I loved being back in Paris, and the familiar city lights dappling through the window blinds made me feel even more at home. I blink open my eyes in the morning, squeezing them shut again at my headache. I sit up, rubbing my face before looking over at Varla. A blush rages across my cheeks at the memories from last night before I slip out of bed and tug on my boxers and gym shorts again.
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Post by Varla Jenson on Sept 26, 2013 19:56:05 GMT -5
I feel moving and roll onto my side before opening my eyes and looking around. A yawn escapes me and I get up, pulling on my loose tee before looking around for my shorts. I look up at Drew before smiling slightly and pulling on my panties and shorts before stretching. "So, what time is it?" I ask, looking around for a bit before realizing what had happened. My face grows read and I cover my face, hoping he didn't realize it.
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Post by Andrew Bataille on Sept 27, 2013 19:12:47 GMT -5
"Uhm, about nine, I had to guess." I reply, shrugging my shoulders before grabbing my tank top and pulling it over my head. "I'm gonna go see what for breakfast." I add, starting over to open the door before shutting it behind me and starting down the stairs. Aymeric stops before before I get into the kitchen, a sly smirk on his face. I knew what it meant: trouble. "Quelqu'un s'est amusé hier soir." he says and I feel a blush cross my face. I'm about to shake my head before he speaks again. "Oh, ne vous inquiétez pas, maman et papa ne savent pas .. Je suis juste allé pour vous réveiller trop haut pour vous trouver les deux nus."
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Post by Varla Jenson on Sept 27, 2013 19:23:13 GMT -5
I nod when he answers before he leaves the room. I'm opening the door when I see Aymeric and Drew talking and decide not to go out until I hear Chelsea crying. Motherly instincts take over and I'm quickly out the door, downstairs and seeing Drew's mom holding her and trying to calm her. I open my arms and she gives her to me and I rock back and forth, humming a sweet lullaby in hopes it would calm her down. "Merci beaucoup. Comment pourrais-je jamais vous rembourser?" I ask, looking at the woman beside me as I kept rocking Chelsea. She was beginning to calm down and I knew she wanted food so I would have to get some later.
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