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Post by therealroalyson on Oct 19, 2008 15:55:15 GMT -5
Ro blushed as she felt his arm slide subtly around her waist. She returned the favor by moving closer to him, hoping she didn't set off any awkwardness. No, not tonight, things were going too smoothly for any awkwardness. The looked down shyly as they walked through the path, the area coated with darkness until the opening came forward. It was a mildly wide, and empty clearing with a single bench in the center. A hanging paper lamp sat beside it.
She looked up at the stars hanging overhead. Truly, it was one of those more romantic sights. "Hn, so the rumors are partially true." she said quietly.
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Post by Mitchi-chan on Oct 21, 2008 15:25:54 GMT -5
Gaara smiled, his senses taking in all there was to see as his arm hung loosely around her waist, the bicep straining to keep from tightening and pulling her against her. Surely it was too early to want to draw her close, and that might make her hesitant on his intentions... but putting those thoughts aside he led her to the bench, motioning for them to sit so they could get a better veiw point of a small lake he noticed, just out of the shadows and illuminated perfectly by the single lamp. "I'm having a great night, Ro-chan." he said after a small moment of silence, shifting som so his ankles were crossed, the cold from the bench soaking through his clothes in a way that felt almost warm, seeking the heat in his body. His clothes were fine enough warmth for him though, not minding the tempetural attraction his body heat felt to the bench as it sapped into the material, which he still hadn't bothered to identify. The stars shimmered some, making small streaks of white and silver across the rather smooth surface of the water as watched. There was a sudden streak of light and Gaara jumped, "A shooting star." he breathed, making a sudden wish. I wish that Ro and I will be a couple. was what popped into his mind, seemingly of it's own accord and he almost blushed, not realizing such a thought had been plauging his mind.
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Deidei yawned after a while, stretching out and turning, rolling onto her side, and in turn the floor. "Ouch..." she muttered into the throw rug, turning her tanned features away from the bristling fibers and moving slowly. Her muscles were stiff, and her thoughts slow like mollassis, dripping along as she tried to shake the sleep from her. "Neh, Shika-shake, un." she said with a slight yawn, nudging the sleeping man with her hand as she sat, supporting herself with an arm behind her, it's elbow locked some and palm indenting into the carpet. Stretching out her legs infront of her she waited. Waking Shikamaru was something that could try anyone's patience. Hopefully he woke up this time before she pulled him off the couch and hit him like she had before at a party. He had been in her seat that time though, so he might have emphasised a bit on the intensity of his sleep just to piss her off. They'd most likely be doing shit like that for a while, purposely pissing the other off.But hey, who cared, they were living together after all. Isn't that roommates are for? "Oi, dumb ass wake up, un." she said again, shaking his knee, the only body part she could reach easily. There was a sudden urge to pinch his ass but she ignored it... Well, at least tried to. Impulses were her thing though, sure they tended to get her in trouble but what the fuck. Ok, so her will power as fading a bit but... her hand snapped out and two fingers closed breifly on a small section of the boy's flesh, releasing it quickly and returning to supporting her torso; she had never been one for denying herself fun.
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Post by therealroalyson on Oct 21, 2008 17:50:35 GMT -5
Ro watched the stars above, her eyes wavering from the shimmering beauties to the ground below as she stepped with Gaara toward the dimly lit bench, her heart pounding lightly with the subsequent butterflies fluttering around within her. She turned to sit, feeling Gaara's arm relax around her. the tension of his toned muscles was easily sensed by her hypersensitive self, causing her to hold back an amorous shudder. So fit, she liked. Ro tore her mind away from such lusty thoughts and felt herself falling into a pool of deeper warmth when she stole a glance to Gaara just before shifting her deep brown eyes upward toward the shimmering stars. They were a wonder to behold, for creations of plasma and weightless space. They always seemed to be something much more.
She smiled at Gaara's comment and looked at him briefly with her usual warm, welcoming smile. Her eyes shied away in a cute blush as a section of her dark hair fell in front of her face. Even though it was in a ponytail, it was still very lengthy. "Me too..." she said quietly, adding a subtle "I'm glad you asked me again" under her breath.
A flash caught her eye as she looked up to see a sudden streak of white flare up the sky. A shooting star, she thought with a surprised mind. Ro smiled and closed her eyes, envisioning her wish, carefully observing the details of how every scene sectioned out. With the motions in place, she recited the wish within her mind. I want to show Gaara what real love is.
A pink blush flared up in Ro's cheeks as she opened her eyes to see that the meteor had moved on. They trailed back down to the darkened grass, observing glistening beads of dew on the blades. Stars help those who help themselves, she thought. Being at that, she decided to go about it, and scooted a little closer to the red-haired Kazekage, feeling his head radiate on her own body.
How brilliant. _____//
Shikamaru felt completely content in his own mind, thoughts racing through, refreshing constantly like a liquid-crystal display. They portrayed clear, detailed measures of his inner thoughts and dreams, causing him to twitch lightly in his sleep. Either that was the case, or the fact that he had fallen asleep on a semi-comfortable sofa. His mind blocked out the bang caused by the blonde now ringing in his ears as he delivered another light twitch.
Shikamaru suddenly felt a sting at his torso, then another racking his face. His features twitched involuntarily, indicating an irritation of some sort. He was half-away now, as he turned over in hopes of blocking out the source. Pictures fell out of his pocket...
He felt another body part move, and didn't bother to fight back. He figured he was probably half dreaming or rolling over. Nothing too troublesome. A voice rang through his ears again. 'Oi, dumbass, get the fuck up.' it said, a very feminine voice, laced with dominance. He ignored it once more and covered his head as a natural reflex, tired eyes still closed, barely slits as he could only register darkness.
suddenly, he was stricken with a sharp pain to his bottom, causing him to spring awake, and bang his head on the rim of the coffee table. He let out a yelp, falling back over in pain when the bright lights screwed over his vision with swirls and sudden shrinkage of the pupils. Several obscenities spouted from his lips as another photo fell from his pocket. One of himself... [NUDEMODELNUDEMODELNUDEMODEL]
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Post by Mitchi-chan on Oct 21, 2008 18:22:51 GMT -5
Gaara smiled as much as he allowed, the barest tilt of the corners of his mouth as his arm fell around her waist with more pressance, holding her close as they watched the stars. Bright burning ball of hydrogen shined so wonderfully in the night sky, held in place simply by themselves and the gravity that each one held to some extent. It was a wonder how something so scientific could be something so romantic... some that brought people together as it was bring Ro and himself together. He glanced down at the girl beside him, his pale mint eyes taking in her appearance, from the natural tan, to the chunk of dark hair falling over her face. Reaching forward some, he pushed the lock of hair away, now suddenly aware of how closes their faces were, how just a small tilt of the chin would -- no. This was the first date. You aren't supposed to do things like that on the first date from what he'd read. Pushing the thought from his whirling and confused mind, he focused down on what he knew you could do. He could walk her home, hold her hand, kiss her /cheek/, and buy her small trinkets. That was safe. He would be safe like that. Yes. That was it. Safe.
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Deidei uttered some swear words herself as she wormed her way out from under his fallen body, frowning as she spotted the growing bruise on his forehead. "You're supposed to be a ninja dumbass, un." she muttered under her breath as she flipped over, choosing to straddle him until he woke up fully. Spotting one of the pictures she cocked a brow and leaned forward, unaware of the way their hips were rubbing oh so lightly in the motion asshe plucked it from his chest and turned it to see...Her eye brows shot up quickly and a low whistle escaped from between rouge reddened lips. "Shika shika, un." she muttered, surprised at the... au naturale of the snapshot. Since when had he had abs like that. Deciding this picture had thrown out his claims of physical privacy she lifted his shirt and compared the photo. Wow, the exact same abs, down to the birthmark on the left side that her fingers had touched softly. Spotting a few other pictures she snatched them up as well, shifting through them. One word spouted from her mouth as her blue gaze fell back on the boy under her. "Artistic, un." Well, if you count sounds, technically that's two words. Striaghtening she looked at him with a sideways smirk, her hips rubbing against his again, still unnoticed by the blonde. "Man, you've been eeping this under wraps Mr. October, un?" she teased lightly, spreading the snapshots in her hand like a deck of cards for him to see.
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Post by therealroalyson on Oct 21, 2008 18:45:54 GMT -5
Ro sighed quietly as she allowed herself to relax at Gaara's touch. His body was warm, keeping herself from growing cold from the subtle night breezes of the crisp air. Her eyes looked up to the burning spheres of light as well, throwing her back into thoughts of nostalgia to when she and Gaara had first met. Those days when they hadn't had gotten along all that well, when she was hired by Temari to undergo further training by the Kazekage. Without the red-head's consent of course. All directly after that vital battle between the foreigner and the Kazekage himself, after his countless tries at flinging sand attacks toward her only to have it caught, manipulated into crystal and thrown back. Even the Billowing Sand Tsunami was helpless against her manipulation.
That one night, when they had encountered on the midnight balcony of the estate, under awkward and somewhat harsh pretenses, only to shift the red-head's thoughts into those of reassurance with the spouting of her philosophies.
Ro held back a laugh, letting the memory fade away as she looked to the Now. She was with Gaara now, and she was glad that she was. She was slightly startled as a hand pushed back a section of out of place locks, instinctual that she'd look back to the captor out of reflex. It took a minute to register, that their faces were just centimeters apart. She felt a hot, nervous breath grace her lips, causing the heat to rise into her face and paint it crimson. Realizing where her dazedly girlish thoughts had lead her, she looked away quickly with a meek smile, one similar to that of a shy schoolgirl. Nàna...I can't be thinking of giving away a kiss on the first date...it's against proper etiquette! she thought, her mind racing with sophisticated blunders in attempts to control her Id. Her feet rubbed together nervously. Oh~h, stupid rules...<3
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Shikamaru sat up, rubbing a sore spot on his head before cracking an eye open to see Deidei spouting an insult at him. He ignored it, delivering a sarcastic smile. He sighed, attempting to sit himself up as his thoughts calmed, eyes drifting over Deidei's body until... He spotted a fanned out array of Polaroids in Deidei's hands, played out like a deck of cards.
His heart stopped, a hand reaching for his pocket. His face lit up crimson as he discovered that his photos were gone. His PERSONAL, NUDE photos. And that Deidei was now holding them.
Shikamaru was in shock as he opened his mouth in an attempt to explain himself before the pictures were shoved back into his view with a cocky smirk. His face blushed a worse crimson when Deidei managed to straddle him and have their hips come in contact. "It pays well." he said, using the money as an excuse. Hie eyes drifted away from the nude photo of himself onto something else, not wanting to see what his lover had discovered.
Truthfully, he wasn't ashamed of himself for doing it...He just didn't want anyone else to know such a thing.
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Post by Mitchi-chan on Oct 21, 2008 19:17:06 GMT -5
Gaara looked back to the sky with a slight blush, his mind wandering back to kissing her and he couldn't help it. He had to do something, so with a bit of hesitation he looked back at her, moved a bit closer and tilted his head forward his lips touching her... cheek... softly. He could sense Shukaku shaking his head. The player needed to back out of this relationship though, Ro-chan and he were moving at the pace they were comfortable with, so what? Just because he had no intentions of screwing her for a while, didn't mean that this was turning sour... you aren't supposed to screw for a few weeks at least right? Blinking once he forced those thought away, scolding himself mentally for being perverted, though it was one of the first times, and looking back to the stars. It wasnt long before he was glancing at her sideways to see her reaction though.
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Deidei giggled, "Sure it does, un." she said, drawing out the words as she leaned forward, smaking both palms on the floor and supporting her weight that way. Her hair fell down on the sides of her face, sheilding the few inches between them as she smiled evilly, her hips still touching the other boys. "And I suppose that that's the only reason, un? It ain't a bad thing sweetie, I thinks it's kinda..." she paused and rocked her hips forward some, crashing their groins together in a sensual way, "Sexy, un." she finished, that sadistic grin she gets when she's about to tease someone mercilessly begining to appear. This was going to be some interesting torture. [/color]
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Post by therealroalyson on Oct 21, 2008 19:42:09 GMT -5
Ro was dazed in her thoughts, a multitude of emotions pouring through her neurons. she couldn't believe it, still, she was on a date with the guy she had fancied since she first laid eyes on him (even though there were complications at first). Suddenly, something struck her full of a red-pink aura, when she felt a pair of soft lips come in contact with her cheek. Several thoughts ran through her mind within a split second as she felt them pull away quickly, just before she had turned to face the red-head, only to see that he had looked away, back to the stars.
Jiharu was raging inside of her, giddy at this whole 'dating' scene. the words 'he wants to screw you' came to mind, thanks to the guttermouth of that damned demoness. Ro internally scowled but kept a cheery outward appearance.
She smiled widely and looked back at her feet, letting a low, almost shy giggle escape her throat. Needn't a word be said, everything that was needing to be portrayed was all folding out right there.
For a moment, Ro had thought, screw the rules, and nuzzled sweetly against the nervous kazekage.
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Shikamaru furrowed his brow at Deidei's giggling. Oh, she found this amusing? His face tinted red as she climbed closer to him. His skin grew goosebumps as her hot breath lay upon his cheek and neck, up until the point of Deidei clashing herself against him, which by then he had become almost rigid. One side of him wanted to jump her right there for using such a play on words, the Id, he supposed. However, he was able to contain himself. But, he recognized that smirk, one of sadism, and knew what was coming.
His other side however, enjoyed such sexual methods of torture. He supposed he was a sadist himself, but would never show it~ "Na," he stammered, "It really does..."
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Post by Mitchi-chan on Oct 21, 2008 20:02:33 GMT -5
Gaara blinked and looked down at her, surprised by the sudden intensity of the closeness and it's emotions attached. Perhaps this place did increase romance... Moving closer to her as well, he tightened his arm around her, drawing her a bit closer and resting his head against hers hesitantly, wodering why the fuck they had just thrown the rules to the wind. Oh well. He blamed the location.
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Deidei giggled and moved her hips again, grinding them together as her hand slipped out and up his shirt, tweaking at the sensitive pink area it found before slipping away. She was going to plaaaaayyyyyy with him. Her smile grew a bit, stretching out in that sadistic oh my god I'm going to enjoy this type of smile as a small chuckle escaped from her mouth. "You're stammering, un." she purred in his ear, her lips brushing against his skin lightly. The lips ghosted over his jaw line, planting small kisses before pressing against his lips. "Heh..."
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Post by therealroalyson on Oct 21, 2008 20:36:37 GMT -5
Ro had to admit, she was content. For a first date, this was going rather well. Better than expected, actually. MUCH better than expected. She closed her eyes in thought as she felt Gaara rest his head on hers and tighten his grip. She was liking this. 'I suppose,' she thought 'we've known each other long enough to assume and throw caution to the wind...' she was a tad nervous, though. Counting this as her first real date, she was hoping that by the time the whole kissing spiel came around she'd remember how to do it right.
Either that, or she'd end up involuntarily spilling her guts to the guy, about how she'd actually liked him for a long time, to the points where she had thought she was in love. Fucking rose quartz, she thought, trying to ignore the crystal's amplifications. _____// Shikamaru shivered lightly for a moment, a shiver of anticipation as Deidei's somewhat cold hand slid serpent-like over his abdomen, chest, and slowing over a sensitive male aureole. He turned his head to one side, a hentai-like blush going over his expressions before he had looked back up, only to be faced with Deidei's heated breaths misting beside his neck. "Yeah?" he replied to her comment, making a fake snarky expression. He was silenced by Deidei's lips against his, and felt the heat drain from his face to one area in particular. She was killing his dominance, and he was liking it.
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Post by Mitchi-chan on Oct 21, 2008 21:05:32 GMT -5
[Time to move Dei and Shika to PM's please.]
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Post by therealroalyson on Oct 21, 2008 21:18:51 GMT -5
[ Yào, just PM DeiShika response to me. ]
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Post by Mitchi-chan on Oct 21, 2008 21:46:12 GMT -5
Gaara smiled some, then again they did know eachother... did that effect anything? He sighed, not knowing what to do and looked down at her. "Ro... I... uh.... do you wanna go out again some time?" he stammered, his mind changing what words he wanted to use. He smiled a bit hesitantly, still a bit unused to the strange expression that strained muscles in his cheeks he had been previously unaware of. He must have looked awkward smiling, but hey, he'd get used to it... eventually.
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Post by therealroalyson on Oct 21, 2008 22:02:33 GMT -5
Ro was still dazed in thought until Gaara's smooth voice knocked her away from her trance. "Huuh?" she replied, almost directly after his "I" stammer. She listened, following it up with the rest of the words. It wasn't exactly what she was expecting to hear, but it certainly was pleasant. Another date, she thought, will it be as fun as this one...? She looked up at him, noticing that he was trying to smile. She couldn't help but let out a giggle, the same shy, school girlish one that rose whenever she was around someone she fancied. "You look nice when you smile." she commented, her dark eyes reflecting off of the moon's sparkle. she finally decided to answer his question before the poor guy got antsy. "That sounds great," she said, softness in tone.
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Post by Mitchi-chan on Oct 23, 2008 8:52:21 GMT -5
It was a split second decision in which Gaara threw the rules right out the fucking window, not thinking before he acted. His hand had somehow found her cheek, brushing against the jaw line lightly as he tilted his head forward, like he had been wanting to all night. Their lips touched for a split second before he pulled away some, asif shocked he had allowed himself to do that. However, after a second's hesitance he slowly and carefully pressed them together again, hoping she wouldn't pull away. Because, well, he liked this kiss. It felt so new, and nice, to him. And he was glad it was with Ro.
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Post by therealroalyson on Oct 23, 2008 18:20:49 GMT -5
Ro's smile faded into a look of curiosity when she felt the soft touch of Gaara's hand grace her cheek, and against her jawline. Her deep eyes looked up dazedly at him, as she felt her vision lining evenly with his. Her face heated up, showing off a soft pink reflecting off of the moon's glare. She then noticed, he was leaning toward her with the intent for a kiss. Her heart skipped a beat, but she showed no resistance.
Ro let out a quiet gasp or surprise, that he had really done it, when their lips had touched for only a split second before she felt Gaara pull away. A thought raced through her mind: 'Oh no, did I do something wrong...?' She bit the inside of her lip, hoping that was not the case. However, such a thought was cast aside, when the sensation of Gaara's soft lips fell slowly upon hers. Her eyebrows went up in surprise, though she had been expecting such a thing to occur, however not so soon.
But, Ro knew that she liked this. Indeed, she did, and offered a bit of resistance. She returned the kiss shortly after Gaara had given. If this was his first kiss, she ensured that it would be his best.
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