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Post by Evangeline on May 10, 2010 15:36:15 GMT -5
Passion awkaes the soulThis years loveLate summer. It was perfect. Not too hot cause of it's northern region and not too cold. She smiled over at Shames, leaning into his body as they walked. "So did you enjoy yourself?" She asked, that bright smile on her face. She always seemed to have that smile on, especially around Shames.
It seemed to grow wider as she turned her head, looking as New York passed them by as they walked. He'd been so perfect. so patient. Especially with her, and with Lyra and her. She was just starting to move past it. To let time take it's sweet time, like it always did. Lyra would come around, or she wouldn't. It was up to her, Evan wasn't going to pressure her.
She let out a delicious sigh. She had everything set up at home. Now all she had to do, was get him there. "Hey." She turned, moving his arm to wrap around her. She looked up into his eyes, a soft smile on her lips. "Y'know... you've been there for me alot lately.." She started, eyes never leaving his. "I wanted to tell you how... unbelievably happy I am with you." She smiled.
"And how much I completely love you."
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Post by Shames on May 10, 2010 15:59:43 GMT -5
[/url] He loved this time of year. Summer wouldn't let autumn penetrate its boasting yet, and it allowed him to wallow in its warmth that never seemed to end. His mind wasn't up the upcoming year, or even the upcoming week. Shames was bathing in the moment, letting the for-once mirth and relaxation of the moment sweep over them, completely engulfing them. This was what he treasured; what he wished he had more of. Smiling down at her, he hoped it wasn't giving away his happiness too blatantly. He liked to be at least translucent, considering he was completely seethrough most of the time. "Hey," he tossed back with his grin spreading. "Aww, you're gonna make me blush," he chuckled, snorting the rest of the laughter back, mimicking a high-pitched girl's voice. "Well, Evangeline, I would like you to know that the feeling is wholly, completely, and exaggeratedly mutual. Meaning I love you more. So there." Ending his schpiel with a final, victorious peck on her lips, he enveloped her waist with his arm. |
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Post by Evangeline on May 10, 2010 16:10:26 GMT -5
"Aww, you're gonna make me blush,"
She smiled brightly, laughing softly. She gave a one shoulder shrug, smirking up at him. "I think I like making you blush." She replied back with a grin. She watched, listening as he talked in a girls voice. She shook her head, just staring at him
"Well, Evangeline, I would like you to know that the feeling is wholly, completely, and exaggeratedly mutual. Meaning I love you more. So there."
She nearly lost it as he pecked her lips, slipping his arm around her waist. She laughed softly, looking over at him. "An you are completely and utterly insanely mad... sometimes." She smiled, leaning up onto her tippy toes and kissing his lips softly.
Snuggling back into his side, she smirked. "Only you." She looked back up at him. "Always, you." She gave a curt nod, as if she knew something he didn't. "Just always."
He was what she always wanted. Maybe even saw in Nic at one point in time. But she had made up her mind a long time ago... Nic was gone, even if he showed up; to her, he was gone. But Shames was here, and now... and always--at least, she hoped so.
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Post by Shames on May 13, 2010 16:20:24 GMT -5
That was the way he liked them--completely and utterly insanely mad. There was no other way they could possibly function. If either of them had had any sort of alteration in their craziness, they couldn't possibly be together. So Shames was very satisfied indeed that they embraced their insanity with open arms. "Only sometimes?" he questioned, jerking his head in an involuntary tic. "I have to admit I'm disappointed. I like being deranged all the time."
As if to emphasize his mental condition, he spun in a circle, taking her with him with his arms still wound around her waist. "Just always?" he echoed, setting her back down on the ground solidly. "What about 'Always and forever'? Huh? Guess you don't want me--drah!--then, do you?" He liked challenging her brain, forcing her to come up with some sort of banter. Usually because he won, but he liked seeing her work and think.
"I'm gonna one-up you and say I love you more than I love--drah!--raspberry ice cream. With jimmies. And two cherries."
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Post by Evangeline on May 14, 2010 11:33:37 GMT -5
"Only sometimes? I have to admit I'm disappointed. I like being deranged all the time."
She faked a shock surprise, hand resting over her heart as her mouth dropped slightly. "Oh forgive me, I didn't realize." She laughed, shaking her head. He was crazy. But he was her crazy. She let out a tiny shriek as he spun her around with him, once she was back on solid ground, she smiled up at him. "Okay, so your officially insane. What's next on your list?" She teased.
"Just always?"
Her smile never faltered as she looked up into his eyes. "What about 'Always and forever'? Huh? Guess you don't want me--drah!--then, do you?" She shook her head silently, grabbing a hold of his shirt. "Nope." She smiled. "Just gonna throw you away." She joked with a wide grin.
"I'm gonna one-up you and say I love you more than I love--drah!--raspberry ice cream. With jimmies. And two cherries."
Her brows furrowed as she laughed softly. "I feel so special." She teased with a grin. She stood there a moment, thinking of a comeback. "I love you more than the peanut butter in a Reese's cup." She laughed. "No wait..." She giggled. "I love you more than the sun loves the moon. More than the moon loves the ocean." She smiled, reaching up and caressing his cheek.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she smiled, slowly leaning in. "S'that mean I win?" She smiled, biting her lower lip.
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Post by Shames on May 17, 2010 16:35:09 GMT -5
"Of course it doesn't mean that you--rah!--win," answered Shames, being convincingly indignant as he jutted his chin in the air. "Cause I love you more than the cream in an oreo. More than an oreo loves milk. And more than a kid loves--wah!--a milk mustache. Therefore, victory is mine, peasant. Bow to me." In conclusion to his tirade, he touched foreheads with her and bringing their mouths teasingly near, but refusing to close the gap. The air circulating around their nostrils was enticingly warm.
Tilting his head, he popped out his lip in a puerile face. "Throw--drah!--me out? No fair. Too bad the trash gets picked up--wah!--on Tuesdays and it's Wednesday. So there. Gonna have to--wah!--deal with me until then. Think you can handle it?"
((Sorry, S&S))
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Post by Evangeline on May 17, 2010 17:12:17 GMT -5
"Of course it doesn't mean that you--rah!--win,"
Though she grinned, she quickly replaced it with a fake pout. "Well that's no fun." She said softly. "I like winning." She smiled softly, running a hand through the curls in the back of his head.
"Cause I love you more than the cream in an oreo. More than an oreo loves milk. And more than a kid loves--wah!--a milk mustache. Therefore, victory is mine, peasant. Bow to me."
She was waiting for the kiss, the one that she knew was eventually going to come. But it seemed as if he was holding out for something, though she couldn't tell what. She shook her head slowly, not saying a word. The air around them was beginning to heat up, from their closeness.
"Throw--drah!--me out? No fair. Too bad the trash gets picked up--wah!--on Tuesdays and it's Wednesday. So there. Gonna have to--wah!--deal with me until then. Think you can handle it?"
She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and smirked up into his eyes. "I don't know. I mean, I had plans on Friday with this guy..." She grinned. "Guess it can wait..." She shrugged lightly with a smile. Tilting her head, she looked up at him. "What are you waiting for?" She asked in a whisper.
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Post by Shames on May 18, 2010 15:37:49 GMT -5
"Well that's no fun. I like winning."
"You win unconditionally, then--like you always do, love. You shouldn't need my confirmation to know that. I lie about winning 'cause I'm a sore loser." The illumination her presence provided aside, one thing he loved about being around her was that his tics went away. It was exhilirating being near the woman, but the disappearance of the little jerks and twitches was an added bonus that he liked. Or, rather, the thinning-out.
"I don't know. I mean, I had plans on Friday with this guy... Guess it can wait..."
"Can it? That would be wonderful. Because this special guy would like to have a chance at a date night with you. Think that'd be okay?" Ah, brain was tamed, a gorgeous, perfect woman before him... How could life get better?
"What are you waiting for?"
"The opportune moment when we're done with our witty banters," he answered in a mirroring tone, then leaned down to press a deep, vivacious kiss to her mouth. Just like that, he felt his temperature rise, like he felt her body rise, and he took her up in his arms, enveloping her completely.
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Post by Evangeline on May 20, 2010 11:49:59 GMT -5
"You win unconditionally, then--like you always do, love. You shouldn't need my confirmation to know that. I lie about winning 'cause I'm a sore loser."
She loved this man. The way he made her feel... it was beyond anything she had ever thought she would have gotten from a man. "Well then," She smiled softly. "Guess you won this round." She replied softly.
"Can it? That would be wonderful. Because this special guy would like to have a chance at a date night with you. Think that'd be okay?"
She smirked. "I suppose." She countered softly. She was getting lost in those eyes of his, as her hands got entangled in running through the back of his hair. It was silent a moment, and you could almost hear their heart beats.
"The opportune moment when we're done with our witty banters,"
Her lips curved into a grin. "I think we're--" Then his lips were on hers with such passion as he pulled her closer, nearly picking her up off her feet. Her grasp around his neck tightened as she pressed herself as close as she could get, against him. Kissing him back with just as much passion and desire as he had done to her.
As the kiss broke, she leaned her forehead against his as she catched her breath. "I love you." She whispered, caressing his cheek. She realized then, they had been standing there on the street for a good five minutes or so.
Looking into his eyes, she placed a soft loving kiss to his lips and smiled. "The night's not over yet, boyfriend." She grinned, taking his head. "Come on..."
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Post by Shames on Jun 23, 2010 20:31:45 GMT -5
What did she think he expected her to be picturing when she tugged him along like that? It lacked the naivity of a raging sea of hormones (which thankfully had ebbed a long time ago), but it wasn't at all serious. Shames grinned, knitting their fingers in a tight stitch, following her like an obedient and eager puppy. "Of course it's not over," he snorted, "girlfriend. Apparently we've lost our identities in the excitement." For a moment he thought she might actually rip his arm out. "All right, you're tugging but you're slow," he laughed.
Before she could say or do anything, he scooped her up and put her on his back. "Come on, tortoise." Turning back to purse his lips and plant a kiss on her cheek. "Love you too."
She was absolutely charming. Everything she did made her glow even more. Only wishing he could put some of her aura in a bottle to keep around all the time, Shames couldn't help but revel in holding the back of her thighs to keep her up on his back. Licking his lips, keeping himself at bay, he also wans't sure how long he'd be able to maintain that restraint.
((Sorry, S&S))
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Post by Evangeline on Jun 23, 2010 20:40:28 GMT -5
"Of course it's not over," he snorted, "girlfriend. Apparently we've lost our identities in the excitement."
The moment the word 'girlfriend' escaped his lips, and the way it slipped, made her laugh out loud. "I think that's okay though, right?" She smirked back at him. "All right, you're tugging but you're slow," She went to open her mouth to reply but suddenly felt herself being picked up. Laughing she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on.
"Come on, tortoise." Turning back to purse his lips and plant a kiss on her cheek. "Love you too."
"So does that make you the hare in this situation?" She teased with a soft laugh as he kissed her cheek. She erupted in laughter as they started off. The feel of his hands on her thighs was a sensual sensation, not to mention it was truly distracting. We're almost there... She reminded herself. Which she had to admit, she was thankful for. She wasn't sure how much longer she could wait to truly have him to herself, even if it was just for a few hours.
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