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Post by Felicia de la Ravin - R.I.P on Jul 26, 2006 9:42:28 GMT -5
Felicia whimpered, and pressed herself closer to him, trying to feel as much of him against her as possible. God, he was such a fantastic kisser, she thought. He had to go, but she knew that he wouldn't be leaving tonight...Well, not quite yet, anyway. She pulled away slightly, and kissed a trail down to his neck, where she gave him a soft nibble, and giggled, "Stay," She murmured, "Please?"
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Post by Matthew Jerrolds on Jul 26, 2006 17:04:26 GMT -5
He laughed softly at the nibble, having felt her pull closer to him and heard the whimper. When she asked him to stay, he looked down at her, meeting her gaze and holding it. "I'll stay if that's what you really want... I'm not going to push you..." He would leave when she asked him to, if she asked him to. He wasn't going to be a jerk and force her into anything. That was wrong and stupid.
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Post by Felicia de la Ravin - R.I.P on Jul 27, 2006 14:32:47 GMT -5
Felicia smiled slightly, and said, "Of course it's what I want, silly. Wouldn't ask you to stay if it wasn't, hm?" She took him by the hand, and led him towards the bed, "C'mon," She said, sitting down, "Sit with me..." She patted the space beside her invitingly, "Please?"
((Sorry it's so short. Mental block...))
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Post by Matthew Jerrolds on Jul 29, 2006 16:40:37 GMT -5
He grinned and followed her to the bed, hesitating as he had a thoughtful expression on his face. "I dunno... You might be planning on taking advantage of me... In that case, it might be best if I left..." He was grinning as he said it, though his voice sounded so serious, but he waited a few minutes before he sat down beside her. "Okay, okay, okay. I'll sit down." He grinned, kissing her cheek quickly before he just pulled back and looked at her. He began to wonder what she was thinking.
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Post by Felicia de la Ravin - R.I.P on Jul 30, 2006 13:35:26 GMT -5
Felicia smiled at him, and pulled both legs up on the bed, crossing them in a basket, completely disregarding the fact that it's hardly the most lady like thing one can do when you're wearing a very short skirt. She fumbled for something to say, or at least do, "Tell me about yourself," She said, after a moment's silence. She surprised herself at how lame it sounded, but she did genuinely want to know more about Matt. He was intriguing to her.
((Ahhh, gomen times a squillion for the general awfulness!))
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Post by Matthew Jerrolds on Jul 30, 2006 13:56:30 GMT -5
He smiled slightly, looking out the window for a moment. He didn't say anything, though, he just let his thoughts run free for a moment. At last he spoke, his mouth barely moving as he said softly,"Well, what do you want to know?" He looked at her then, waiting patiently.
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Post by Felicia de la Ravin - R.I.P on Jul 30, 2006 14:01:32 GMT -5
Felicia thought about it for a moment, chewing her lip ponderously. What did she want to know? Well, anything, really, "I want to know as much as you're comfortable in telling. In return, if you want, I could answers any questions you have about me - not that I'm terribly interesting in anyway..."
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Post by Matthew Jerrolds on Jul 30, 2006 14:25:28 GMT -5
He smiled and leaned back against the wall, his hands behind his head as he stared out the window. "Well. I was born in Canada, if you couldn't tell, and grew up htere. Mom was a witch, and Dad was a muggle. I'm a half-blood. Dad was some big company executive or something, and he was never home. Of course, that wasn't because of work. Basically, he had affairs all the time. Mom found out, they got a divorce, and he just up and disappeared. Mom had a friend homeschooling me, and they got married. We moved to London after that..." His eyes hadn't moved from the window. What would she think of him now? "I was always getting into trouble with the law. I mean the police, not the wizards. I'd go to bar after bar and get drunk, and I'd take a girl home every night. One-night stands were the only thing I was able to deal with... I was a pretty wild kid... Still am in some ways..." He didn't look at her, waiting in the silence. That was the basics, the shorter version, but it was fine with him.
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Post by Felicia de la Ravin - R.I.P on Jul 30, 2006 14:55:29 GMT -5
Felicia, during his monologue, her let her eyes drop to her hands which were in her lap, playing with the ribbon on her sleeve, "Kind of reminds me of, well, me, a little bit. I was born and raised in a huge old country house, down in the countryside of Southern France. I still live there now. I was the middle child of the triplets in every sense. My younger brother, Asmodeus, was always the favourite. Serphius...He was shunned. He was a weird child. My father had a particular dislike for him. My mother smothered, and mollycoddled me. I was her pet project. She wanted me to grow up so prim, and proper, like she did. I guess it just made me want to push away, to rebel in some way. For a little while, when I firsy came to this school, I went through a totally wild period. Drink, sex, even drugs, for a little while. Once, I almost ODed, and that was me. I changed, or tried to. I still have urges to go crazy every now and again," She shrugged. "I shunned everyone. I felt it was easier. Like you, I couldn't handle anything too heavy. Bad experiences with partners in the past have left their mark on me, I can't go back, and, well, here I am..."
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Post by Matthew Jerrolds on Aug 4, 2006 12:29:09 GMT -5
Matt looked at her, nodding slightly. They were alike in many ways, it seemed. They still had their differences, but they were still alike in so many ways. He looked back out the window and said softly,"I'll admit I have a drinking problem... And I'll even admit that maybe I could do with a little less sex... But the one thing I find harder to admit is the fact that, to this day, I still have problems not doing drugs..." He was silent, his face blank, before he said even softer,"I just can't stop... I hate it, but I know I have to..." He sighed and sat up, leaning his elbows on his knees and resting his head in his hands, covering his face for a minute as he scrubbed it slightly. "Someday, I'll be free of them, but that day doesn't look to be coming too soon..." He shrugged slightly, sitting up and leaning back again, his hands behind his head. "So just how drunk are you? Tipsy? Or more?" He smiled at her. Enough of the past and the depressing stuff.
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Post by Felicia de la Ravin - R.I.P on Aug 8, 2006 13:54:16 GMT -5
"Apparently, I am tipsy enough to ramble on about depressing and irrelevant stuff such as my past when I have a totally hottie just lolling about on the end of my bed!
But I can still say the alphabet backwards, so I can't be that drunk." Felicia said, with a grin, and a laugh, "But don't ask me to say the alphabet backwards, please. Come to think of it, I doubt I could do that sober, nevermind however drunk I may be at the moment..."
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Post by Matthew Jerrolds on Aug 8, 2006 15:17:46 GMT -5
He laughed and said,"I suppose I could say the same thing about yourself..." He grinned and said,"And I won't force you to recite the alphabet backwards... It's far too late for that sort of thing." He smiled and said jokingly,"I don't suppose I could coax you out of your clothes, hmm?" He grinned and said,"I'm kidding!" He enjoyed flirting and teasing her, but he also knew when to stop. He didn't want to hurt her...
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Post by Felicia de la Ravin - R.I.P on Aug 8, 2006 16:01:59 GMT -5
Felicia giggled again, and pressed a hand to her forehead, the other clutching theatrically at her chest, "Oh, woe is me. How you tease me so. I just cannot bear it, young Sir. You oughtn't tease me...Meany. And prey do tell me, how drunk are you!"
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