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| Topic Started: Wednesday, 15. January 2014, 20:46 (679 Views) | |
| Lucy Fehrer | Thursday, 16. January 2014, 01:23 Post #21 |
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Yeah, he was babbling. A whole lot. And for some silly reason it was making her smile. A whole lot. "Yes..." she smiled at him. "You'er an idiot..." the Swede chuckled. "And yes..." because what was life or unlife for that matter, without a few hasty, spur of the moment decisions? "I'll marry you..." There... wasn't really much else to say than that, was there? She was already his, and even if it might never become a legal marriage, it wouldn't matter. Because it would be real to them and it would matter to them. Which, in the end, were the only two to who it ought to matter. "I think Lucy Craig sounds real nice actually..." |
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| Toran | Thursday, 16. January 2014, 02:01 Post #22 |
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"I... just heard you say yes. You actually said that, right? I didn't just have a stroke or slip back into calcium induced dementia right?" He wasn't joking, he was actually deeply concerned that his mind just slipped sideways on him or he'd suffered some kind of serious mental break. The muscular man was stroking her back without really thinking about it. "Cuz... if you said yes, I should tell you that the ring I made for you... I got a real sapphire for it. You shouldn't scratch it cuz, it'll cost about four ground to replace it. I figured you weren't going to be careless with it or I would have mentioned it earlier." The heavily muscled ghoul was just holding her, staring at her in shock. He hadn't really grasped just how much he'd wanted to hear her say yes until he'd asked and he immediately realized she might say no. This day was definitely going to go down as one of his strangest, least predictable and oddest day he'd ever had in his life. Up too and including the day he'd found out vampires were real and then ended up falling back in with them to cure his own cancer. |
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| Lucy Fehrer | Thursday, 16. January 2014, 12:11 Post #23 |
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Could he possibly shock her more? Apparently he could, by stating he'd given her a real gem in that ring. It left her speechless, simply staring at him as she was lost for words. So in lack for words, she leaned in to kiss him. A quiet warm sound escaping her lips as her eyes closed and her back arched to press herself against him. One could easily argue it was too soon, that it was rushed. But they were already as close as they could be. The blood binding him to her, her already having given herself over to him. So... Yeah... The blonde woman in his arms gave him her yes, as it was the only answer she had to give that was true to what she wanted. Bad decisions. Good decisions. You only lived once and regardless she didn't feel it a bad decision. It felt right. He, them, felt right. |
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| Toran | Thursday, 16. January 2014, 13:47 Post #24 |
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Toran was stunned and had had about as confusing a day as he could ever remember. For all of that his emotions had gone from a pit of utmost despair to rising higher than a mythical phoenix and his body responded to Lucy's kiss in the same manner is always did. His thoughts went from racing a mile a minute to screeching to a halt when she kissed him, leaving him aware of nothing but his joy and her wet naked form on his lap. They had things to fix. The best he could do was spend the rest of the evening showing her how much he cared for her and interspersing soft quiet conversation in between gentle bouts of jubilant passion. |
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| Lucy Fehrer | Thursday, 16. January 2014, 14:01 Post #25 |
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"I love you..." the words were whispered against his lips, the blonde shifting the way she sitting in his lap to straddle him. Giving him room to, uhm, move.. Sure, there where things they would need to work on. Things they needed to work out. But, love alone didn't magically fix things. It required devotion and it required effort. Both of which the Swede were willing to give to make it work. "I love being yours..." because true to her promise, she had been and would continue to stay his and only his. The way she traced her hands over his body speaking of affection and devotion. Just as the look in her eyes did. She believed him. She trusted him. And she hoped he knew just how much he meant to her. |
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