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May 14, 2006 16:02:32 GMT -5
Post by ring_junkie on May 14, 2006 16:02:32 GMT -5
Salvador's lips parted, about to say something as she traced a finger a long his jaw, and his eyes met hers again; he could feel his skin tingling where she had touched him. He smiled slightly in amusement as she wished him a happy birthday and hugged his arms slightly tighter around her middle. "Thank you," he mumbled softly.
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May 14, 2006 16:06:31 GMT -5
Post by Alloy Alloy on May 14, 2006 16:06:31 GMT -5
She smiled, and resumed playing with his hair. With her other hand she moved an annoying blonde curl from her face. Contessa leaned in a little closer to his face, as if going to kiss him, but stopped just a mere six inches from his face. "Of course... I'm probably not giving as many hints as I need to be, eh?"
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May 14, 2006 16:18:35 GMT -5
Post by ring_junkie on May 14, 2006 16:18:35 GMT -5
Salvador leant his head into her hand a little, closing his eyes as he did so and giving a soft smile. He was like a cat, really; he loved affection, even if he didn't show it much himself. He let his eyes open slowly, looking up to see her face inches from his, his smile forming into a smirk. "Not nearly enough..." he replied, his voice low enough to be a whisper. He half-meant what he had said, but the other half was still uncertain.
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May 14, 2006 16:26:28 GMT -5
Post by Alloy Alloy on May 14, 2006 16:26:28 GMT -5
She closed in the six inches, now barely touching his lips with her own. However, not kissing him. Her smile turned into a sexy grin as she nip a little at his bottom lip. Tess pulled away, uncrossing her legs while she stood up. The bench was one that had big enough opening in the backing so it was easy for her to slip one of her legs through, and now sit on him in a straddling position. She went down on his teasingly, her hands creeping up his thighs a little.
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May 15, 2006 10:41:06 GMT -5
Post by ring_junkie on May 15, 2006 10:41:06 GMT -5
As their lips touched, then Contessa moved away, Salvador noticed himself to be holding his breath - which was odd, because he did not remember having held it purposefully. He swallowed, trying to let his breath out slowly whilst not giving away that he had a new-found desire for Contessa that made a slight, tingly shiver pass through his spine as she straddled him. He, admittedly, was a little caught off-guard by this, and couldn't help but glance down slightly apprehensively at her hands where they rested on his legs, before letting himself give a small smirk in anticipation, his eyes rising to hers again and his arms regaining their position around her waist. Her position was that he had to tilt his head back slightly to look up at her, and he couldn't help but feel a little vulnerable.
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May 15, 2006 15:12:31 GMT -5
Post by Alloy Alloy on May 15, 2006 15:12:31 GMT -5
Contessa looked him in the eye, eyebrow arched. "Something the matter?" she asked, backing off a bit by detaching her hands so that they now rested her own thighs. She knew how she felt for him, but the thing was, did he feel the same for her? Heart racing, she anticipated his answer.
She looked away, a few blonde curls falling in her face. She blew at them, only to receive no success in making them disappear from her view. Contessa mentally shook her head, and ignored the fact that some of her hair was in her way. It wasn't that big a deal anyways.
She looked back into Salvador's eyes, and swallowed hard, but you couldn't tell she had done so. She scratched her arm, still waiting for his response.
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May 15, 2006 16:34:59 GMT -5
Post by ring_junkie on May 15, 2006 16:34:59 GMT -5
Salvador's head tilted to one side and he gave a small frown, catching his bottom lip lightly in his teeth, his eyes not leaving Contessa's, watching her. For a moment, he did not speak, or do anything, thinking things over. They were cousins... But, in all truth, did that matter to him?
"Nothing's 'the matter', as such..." he murmured, sweeping the hair that had fallen in front of her face neatly to the side, and then lightly brushed her cheek, resting the backs of his fingers gently against her face as he looked up at her still. After a slight pause, he spoke again in a soft whisper, barely audible. "...You're very beautiful, Contessa."
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May 15, 2006 16:42:15 GMT -5
Post by Alloy Alloy on May 15, 2006 16:42:15 GMT -5
It was like fireworks were being setting off inside of herself. She was go happy to hear him say something like that, let alone it gave her a bit of an ego boost. Contessa smiled, and muttered a soft "Thanks." She took one of her hands, and held his hand that was against her face, fingers entwined together. Contessa gently kissed his hand, and rubbed her cheek against it like a cat, eyes closing for a few seconds.
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May 15, 2006 16:58:44 GMT -5
Post by ring_junkie on May 15, 2006 16:58:44 GMT -5
Salvador gave a slight smile, feeling as though he had relieved some of the pressure that had been building up inside him for the past few minutes by telling her what he thought of her. He felt her lips against his hand and his smile grew, though still remained very small. He rarely gave large smiles, let alone grins.
"Contessa..." he said quietly, sitting up slightly straighter so that his head became almost level with hers, inches apart. Still a little unsure, he leant in slowly and tentatively, and, after a moment's hesitation, took her lips in his.
It was a very brief kiss, but, from the moment he pulled away, a part of him felt a great sense of fulfillment, as though his whole life he had been waiting for that to happen.
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May 15, 2006 17:05:53 GMT -5
Post by Alloy Alloy on May 15, 2006 17:05:53 GMT -5
She grinned, So I'm right. Her lips had a tingling sensation, which only made her grin become wider. Contessa placed her other hand on his cheek, and leaned in to kiss him again.
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May 15, 2006 17:26:39 GMT -5
Post by ring_junkie on May 15, 2006 17:26:39 GMT -5
He allowed himself to kiss her for longer this time, though just as gently. One of his arms tightened a little around her waist, though it was still quite loose, and his other hand went up to rest just behind her head, in her hair, as he lightly brushed his tongue against the soft skin of her lip in the kiss; he didn't know how deeply she wanted to be kissed, and was still a little apprehensive.
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May 15, 2006 17:34:55 GMT -5
Post by Alloy Alloy on May 15, 2006 17:34:55 GMT -5
"Stop teasing me.." she muttered softly after feeling his tongue glide over her lip. Deeping the kiss with passion, she snaked her arms around his neck.
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May 15, 2006 17:47:50 GMT -5
Post by ring_junkie on May 15, 2006 17:47:50 GMT -5
Salvador smirked into the kiss, taking that as a hint that she wanted to be kissed harder. His tongue explored her mouth with more fervour and he hugged her tighter, closer, with the arm he had about her waist.
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May 15, 2006 17:53:03 GMT -5
Post by Alloy Alloy on May 15, 2006 17:53:03 GMT -5
Her tounge collided with his, wrestling. Contessa moved closer, now her body pressed against his. Her right hand ran through his hair, and messed with it. Not to the point she was making him look like a fool. Her lips touched harder against his, her mind whirling. She was literally groping him.
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May 15, 2006 18:13:26 GMT -5
Post by ring_junkie on May 15, 2006 18:13:26 GMT -5
He tried to control the inevitable reaction his body had to Contessa's touch, but to no avail; Salvador began to feel increasingly awkward, his shy side beginning to show, and he tried to ignore it, but a light blush crept up to his face and settled along his cheek bones. He pulled away from the kiss, looking down at the ground, and swallowed, letting out what he hoped would be a calming breath, his hair draping itself over one eye; his hands dropped from the back of her neck and her back, and came down to grasp the edge of the bench beneath him. He didn't know what to say.
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