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| Persephoneve | Aug 16 2010, 06:08 PM Post #1 | |||||||||
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Leia woke up at 5 am, with the inability to fall back asleep. She stirred trying to make her body go back to sleep for her additional 2ish hours, but it was a no go. If she weren't so concerned with the odd hour, she might have noticed that today, something was different. She woke up, and was not angry. She had no urge to hit something or someone for that matter, her only frustration was that she was concious. after nearly an hour, there was only one thing to be done. She was going to go on her morning jog a little early today. Maybe she'd take an extra long route since she had the time. She put on a pair of short grey shorts and and red tank top, and let herself out. The sun was just coming over the horizon and it was a little chilly, but that would only last another few moments. Leila started her run in the Muriel Grounds and picked up speed as she went a new way. She took a trail towards the mountains putting her ear buds, had her workout playlist on shuffle and was good to go. Her pace was a bit faster than the average persons, partially because of the length of her legs and partially because she ran every single day. It wasn't uncommon for her to pass other runners, but seeing someone, around six in the morning, on a trail that clearly didn't have as many visitors as some of the shorter ones, it peaked her interest. She sped up a little, trying to see who this mystery person was. If she was surprised that there was someone there at all, she was double so when he appeared, at a distance, to be really hott. She got closer, controlling her breathe as her sneakers hit the ground very quietly. No this was not a mistake, this was a hott guy. Leila's track record with hot guys was not very good at this point, but she was a teenage girl. No ammount of crappy history with boys was going to make it so she didn't look at him and think, "Nice butt." The giant girl slowed a little, to admire him for a moment, feeling a little creepy. This realization brought her out of her daze to return to her normal speed. She passed him quickly enough, looking at him from the side with a shy little smile. "Good morning," she said quietly and ran past him. He was good looking from the front to and no sense went off to tell her he wasn't an Evo. Her face was a little red, but she pretended it was from the run and no the cute boy she was trying to leave in her dust. |
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| Opportunity Cost | Aug 17 2010, 01:45 PM Post #2 | |||||||||
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Miguel liked to do his exercising late at night, at least when it came to working out in the gym. Running, on the other hand, was best early in the morning, at least when he wanted privacy. He’d usually wait until the sky was just beginning to gray and set out. In the summer, particularly, that meant the weather was cooler than usual. Usually he’d run until after sunrise, sometimes until nearly normal hours of the morning. It all depended on how he felt, and how tired he was that day. This morning Miguel felt good, and headed out along the trail towards the mountain, figuring a change of scenery would make the run more pleasant. He didn’t listen to music, just the sound of his breath and footsteps as he headed along the path. He got into a steady pace; the rhythmic nature of it was soothing and pleasant, and focusing on that kept his mind from wandering, particularly to things he didn’t want to think about. He didn’t notice the other runner until she had already gone past him. Abruptly his brain was hit with a whole rush of thoughts, the first and foremost being ‘hot girl!’ He stopped running almost without realizing it, eyes wide as he watched her head down the path. Oh man. She was really tall, but that was okay, and… wow, just wow. Had she said something? Oh yeah, she’d totally said something. He tried to remember, tried to process the words – good morning. That was it. Yeah, she’d said good morning and there had totally been a smile on her face. Oh yeah. Go Miguel. He began to run again, picking up the pace to try and catch her. She was so hot… and she was a runner, and apparently in good shape, since he ran pretty fast himself. Oh man. He almost didn’t want to run next to her, just so he could continue to admire the view… He had to say something… suave. Something charming yet funny, something that would clearly convey to her that he was a cool, interesting guy, mysterious and intriguing. Something that would blow her away… metaphorically, of course. He caught up and matched her pace, running next to her. “Hey.” He grinned back at her, a warm, broad, friendly grin. This was it, his moment to shine… and his brain just froze. He swore he’d thought of some good lines. He had thought of at least half a dozen things to say but absolutely none of them were coming out and why was this happening to him? Why? An incredibly hot girl had said hello to him and he couldn’t think of anything to say? A few beats passed before he continued, “So… run here often?” Inwardly he cringed. Oh yeah. That was so smooth. Why hadn’t he just pounded his chest and tried caveman speak? Maybe he should have. At least that’d have been funny. Ugh! He was such an idiot. He managed to keep the friendly grin on his face, though, as he waited for her response. |
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| Persephoneve | Aug 17 2010, 09:59 PM Post #3 | |||||||||
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Leila was surprised he caught up with her so quickly. She gave a little wave as he greeted her. She assumed he was going to pass her or something like that, but instead kept pace with her, smiling at her. "Oh my god, he wants to talk to me!" she realized with surprise. The usually well concealed inner teenage girl squeeled a little while outwardly, she just kept her little smile on. He spoke again and Leila giggled. She large part of her just wanted to hit her head against the wall. Leila St. Claire was a lot of things, but a giggler was not one of them. She thought she sounded silly, but she tried to recover. "Not really, it's my first time out here actually. Usually I don't wake up for another hour or two and I don't usually have time for such a long route, but I couldn't sleep" Inwardly she demanded herself to stop talking. This wasn't babbling to most people, but to Leila it was a lot of words for someone she barely knew. She glanced at him sideways once again reminded of the fact that a good looking boy was talking to her...on purpose. This fact made her smile grow a little more. "What about you?" Edited by Persephoneve, Aug 18 2010, 10:03 AM.
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| Opportunity Cost | Aug 19 2010, 08:38 PM Post #4 | |||||||||
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He hadn’t blown it! He hadn’t blown it! He definitely hadn’t blown it, at least not yet. Usually. Usually meant she ran a lot. She looked like she ran a lot. She had a runner’s legs. Miguel was pretty sure that, simply in terms of the length, they were the longest he’d ever seen on a girl and in this moment he fully appreciated that fact. Oh, how he appreciated it… He saw her smile grow and his grin grew in response. “I haven’t done this trail before either. It seemed like a good time for a long run though.” He kept his stride and stance steady, continuing to pace her. They were going a little faster than he had been today – obviously, since she’d caught him, she ran a little faster than he did. But they weren’t faster than he could comfortably run, and if he ever thought of anything more interesting to say, he was sure he could say it without gasping like a fish out of water. Well, he hoped anyway. Some possibility of gasping remained. But he first he had to think of something to say. So. Conversation topics… she’d mentioned sleep. Well, that was no good. He was sure it’d come up – he’d left his sunglasses at home and the dark bags beneath his eyes were pretty large today. He was getting to that point where he really needed to dream-walk for a longer period of time. Anyway, but that didn’t mean he had to invite conversation about it. Asking where she was from was a possibility. He could tell her accent was from the States. But, on the other hand, what if she didn’t want to talk about where she was from? Not everyone did. Miguel wasn’t a fan of it much himself; he preferred not to answer personal questions posed by a complete stranger. Okay. So he was blanking on conversation topics. He’d been silent way too long already and didn’t want it to get any more awkward. Time to be a little more flirtatious. He could do this. He could do this! Yeah! “I’m really enjoying the beautiful…” Miguel glanced back at her, leaving just an extra beat or two after the word, “… morning.” He grinned more widely now. Too subtle? Maybe it was too subtle. He hoped she was open to flirting. Oh he had a bad feeling that he should have thought about that before, What if she was… was in a relationship, or was one of those girls who got angry when you flirted? Maybe it was good that he’d been subtle. He really needed to stop thinking so much and focus on running and where he was going before he tripped over a rock or something equally suave. Still, his eyes stayed on Leila. |
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| Persephoneve | Aug 21 2010, 03:39 PM Post #5 | |||||||||
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He hadn't noticed her giggle. That was good. She nodded at his comment and a smile and continued running in silence. Leila was cursing herself for never being the most social person in the world. She simply never learned how to come off as clever, or inviting. At best she could pull off a mysterious thing, but that was really because she could never think of what to say. She was pretty much the definition of a wallflower. She glanced at him sideways noticing for the first time a large tattoo. She almost reached out to lift the sleeve of his t-shirt to look at it, but she stopped herself, thinking that would be weird. She looked straight ahead before he caught her looking at him, but once again a few seconds later, she was studying his face. He looked tired for one. Maybe he had sleep issues. He either had to be very strict with his exercise routine or couldn't sleep to be up this early. She almost asked him about it, but that seemed like an oddly personal question. Leila was glad he seemed to be distracted by something so he didn't notice the her staring. She had thought he had zoned out or something, but after a moment she realized he was looking at her, or rather her legs. she bite her lip to keep from openly grinning. He was checking her out. His voice broke her out of her happy daze. “I’m really enjoying the beautiful…” there was a a pause, just long enough to make her blush, which only showed as a faint pink against her dark skin. He finished with, "Morning." It was a little cocky to think that he was talking about her, if only for a moment, but her blush was not fading. "I'm certainly enjoying it," she said with a little shrug and a big smile as she gave him a long sideways look. Her voice was a little lower than usual, giving it a slightly sultry quality. She was an obviously inexperienced flirter, but bless her heart, she was going to try. She tried to think of anything else to add on, a beat too late she finished her sentence, "...I much prefer late nights though." Oh dear god. She snapped her eyes front words, her blush growing far more pronounced. The words themselves were not that dirty, but the way she said it...oh dear god. |
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| Opportunity Cost | Aug 21 2010, 06:37 PM Post #6 | |||||||||
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Miguel came to a complete stop, just for a moment, falling behind when Leila said that. She just – he just – something about the way she’d said that, with her voice all low and the sidelong look and the smile had affected him way more than he’d thought possibly. Miguel had to take a few deep breaths before he was able to continue running. The effect she was having on him was obvious. At least it wasn’t physical, for which he was extremely grateful. “Late nights, huh?” He tried, and pretty much failed, to recover from the sudden stop. Maybe she’d think he’d… uh… tripped. Because that was so much less embarrassing. Well, hopefully she’d be flattered or amused. He got the feeling she didn’t flirt much, which really only made this even better, since she clearly found him at least somewhat attractive. That thought cheered him up, and he kept trying. It took him a moment, but he came up with a way to keep the conversation going. “Well, there’s no rule that says you can’t do both.” He grinned. “It’s all a question of stamina.” He regretted the second sentence as soon as he’d said it, but he couldn’t take it back now. He gave her a sheepish grin, trying to apologize for the poor quality of the innuendo without actually, you know, apologizing for it. He’d noticed her looking at the tattoo, and pushed up his shirtsleeves a little as he ran, not quite uncovering it, but revealing more. Maybe that’d distract her from what he’d just said. |
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| Persephoneve | Aug 22 2010, 11:50 AM Post #7 | |||||||||
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Leila's humiliation turned to confusion as she heard his feet stop going. She stopped him in his tracks. The girl fought to keep a grin off her face. Yes, she was still blushing, but she just stopped a boy in his tracks. She heard his feet go again. "Late nights, huh?" he said, she turned and nodded with a big smile. Her blush had faded a bit, now that her feeling of embarrassment had faded. In fact, she felt an odd sort empowerment form being able to affect a person like that. Flirting was fun, she resolved to do it more often. She slowed a little for him to fully catch up with her. “Well, there’s no rule that says you can’t do both. It’s all a question of stamina,” he said with a big grin, then, like her a moment earlier, seemed to get his own innuendo and looked apologetic. Leila started to laugh. "Stamina?" her laugh slowly faded to giggles as she ran. Her brain filter seemed to be malfuntioning as she continued, "You're cute," her eyes went wide, and she tried to recover, "I mean, what you said and how you reacted was cute...not to say you aren't, I mean you're really hot so that goes without saying-" she covered her face with her hands and her face turned as bright red as her complexion would allow. This was why she didn't flirt, or talk much, because she was really really terrible at it. "I'm just going to stop talking and never open my mouth again." she said as she lowered her hands a little to look at Miguel. She hoped he didn't think she sounded as insane as she sounded to herself. If the two teenagers where focusing on anything, but trying to impress the other in their little awkward mating dance they had going on, they might have been paying attention to the little things like where they were going. There were many forks in the road and they took each one at random, getting hopelessly lost. Leila simply hadn't noticed yet. but it was only a matter of time before they decided to try to head back. Edited by Persephoneve, Aug 22 2010, 12:17 PM.
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| Opportunity Cost | Aug 22 2010, 12:48 PM Post #8 | |||||||||
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Ouch, cute. Cute was… cute was friend zone material. Miguel started to wince before Leila’s little slip…. Hot? Hot was like the opposite of cute. Hot was… hot was good. Hot was fantastic! She thought he was hot? She thought he was really hot? He couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face, and the blush that darkened his cheeks, just a shade or two. Wow. He grinned at Leila when she lowered her hand. “No, please, do keep talking.” His tone was teasing; he couldn’t really help it, even with her so embarrassed. He tried to think of what else to say; he wanted to encourage her to keep flirting because even though she was clearly embarrassed it was a huge confidence booster that she apparently found him attractive enough to flirt with, and attractive enough to be embarrassed about flirting with. Self-deprecating humor or confidence? Uh… this was hard. Okay. Maybe confidence? Girls seemed to like it when he was confident. Sort of. Maybe he just wasn’t very funny. “The blush looks good on you,” He said, finally. Ugh. What was that? He didn’t let the grin slip, but hoped it’d make her smile, and maybe even blush more. If not, he supposed he’d just start over. |
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| Persephoneve | Aug 22 2010, 01:58 PM Post #9 | |||||||||
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Leila had a sort of self conscious giggle as he told her to continue. She knew he was teasing, but that was beyond embarrassing. a large part of her just anted to speed and not look back. She reminded herself that she had stopped him in his tracks and he was definitely checking her out before, so he had to think she was at least cute. "The blush looks good on you." "Well-, I-, You-, Umm-" Okay that was a fail, a giant fail. She took a large breath. ""I'm sorry, I'm still recovering from humiliating myself and I guess I don't get that many compliments so...thank you." There was an awkward silence. Leila's face was not fading as she continued to chastise herself. "Okay new topic." She slowed her running and waited for him to follow suit. They stood facing each other, Leila reached out to touch his tattoo, stopping her hand about and inch or so in front of it, before pulling her hand back. "Dreamcatcher?" she asked pulling her eyes back to his face. He had pretty eyes, that was harder to see when they were both moving. Feeling awkward she pulled her braid so it was in front of her and played with the end of it. Edited by Persephoneve, Aug 22 2010, 01:59 PM.
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Miguel grinned. She was even cuter when she was flustered. Hotter too. He was starting to feel better about this whole thing now, since whatever he was doing… embarrassing himself mostly… appeared to be working quite well. “You don’t get that many compliments?” He asked, genuinely surprised. “That’s… that’s pretty shocking.” He grinned when she changed the subject and slowed with her, standing and grinning. “Dreamcatcher.” He confirmed, and rolled his sleeve up the rest of the way, turning slightly to show it to her. “I just got it a few weeks ago, so it still feels sort of weird.” He touched it lightly with his fingers and shivered, just for a brief moment. Yeah, so manly, shivering like that. Okay. He had to change the subject from him. He wondered if she’d ask about the significance. Then he grinned. “What about you? Do you have any tattoos?” His eyes slid all the way down, mostly unintentionally, as he imagined all the places she could possibly have a tattoo. Her hand with the braid in it was right at chest height and he couldn’t help getting stuck there for just a moment, admiring her… hair. Then, hastily he returned his gaze to her face. Oops. He hoped she hadn’t noticed that. Edited by Opportunity Cost, Aug 22 2010, 02:25 PM.
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| Persephoneve | Aug 22 2010, 02:40 PM Post #11 | |||||||||
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Leila smiled at him. She wanted a tattoo pretty badly, though she was content letting Evy practice her henna skills on her, she lifted her tank top to up to her ribs to show him the most recent one. It was sort of a sun design and was still a dark brown, though he would probably notice the completely flat plane that was her stomach and the prefect hourglass curve that her waist provided. "Not technically, my friend Evy likes to do henna, but I'd like a real one right here." she turned a little to indicated her side. She lowered her shit hoping he didn't mind that she had showed a large portion of bare skin, she blushed again. This was getting very annoying for her. Couldn't she go a good ten minutes without turning red. "I like yours, by the way." she said before reaching out again to touch it. This time she didn't stop herself, it was just the lightest of touches, but she could feel where his skin still bumped up. She smiled at him and turned to start jogging again. |
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Miguel stared again, a bit lower this time. “Your friend is very talented.” He said appreciatively. He nodded. “I’d say go for it. It didn’t hurt much at all, and the care’s very easy.” This was something he could talk comfortably about, although his eyes were firmly locked on the expanse of revealed skin. He couldn’t help the disappointed sigh that escaped his lips when she lowered her shirt. She had a great body. He couldn’t believe she didn’t get many compliments… maybe most guys were too intimidated by her. He was intimidated by her! He’d… well, he might have approached her even if she hadn’t spoken to him first, but it was definitely for the best that she’d opened the conversation. And anyway it definitely helped that she was embarrassed by the flirting not to mention how cute it was when she blushed. The blush was cute, the stumbling over her words was adorable, and she was hot – the whole thing was an amazing package, and the fact that he was having some response helped to put him at ease. Well, a little, but he still - His brain went from mostly distracted to shut down when he felt her fingertips on his arm. He shivered again, much more this time. It was a light touch but the effect on him was not inconsiderable. “Thanks.” The word was very nearly a gasp. His poor teenage body – he was struggling not to show a reaction. He regretted not wearing looser shorts. He smiled back and just stood there for a long moment, taking a deep breath, before turning and running after Leila. “I’m Miguel, by the way.” He said, once he’d caught up to her and his brain was semi-functional again. Edited by Opportunity Cost, Aug 22 2010, 02:59 PM.
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| Persephoneve | Aug 22 2010, 03:22 PM Post #13 | |||||||||
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Leila waited for him to follow her, but he didn't right away, she looked back at him and he seemed to just be standing there. She looked down at herself. She supposed she was in good shape, so her stomach was on the attractive side, so long as she didn't turn to reveal the deep scars on her back. She grinned and slowed down to wait for him to catch up. She felt that she had gained back a bit of the self-respect she had lost when blurting that she thought he was hot. Finally, he began to run again, and caught up to her pretty quickly, introducing himself. Leila internally called herself an idiot. They hadn't even exchanged names. Why had this not occurred to her through this entire conversation? Leila laughed a little. "Leila." she said with a little wave and a small laugh. They ran on getting more lost, but Leila still did not notice. "So Miguel, what are you doing after this?" Leila asked with a hopeful tilt to her head. Edited by Persephoneve, Aug 22 2010, 03:23 PM.
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Leila. That was a great name. It really rolled off the tongue. Leila. Miguel nearly said it aloud but, thankfully for his self-esteem, didn’t. What was he doing after this? What was he doing after this… Somehow, sitting alone in his room playing video games seemed like a bad response, as did the other… activities… he… er, never mind. He tried not to think about more about Leila’s smooth skin and the tattoo and… uh… anyway. So he was… he had definitely been thinking about something before the mental image of Leila. He was pretty sure it had been something important. She’d look good with more tattoos. One right where she’d suggested… maybe one on her hip. Yeah. On the inside of her hip bone, sort of… or one on her leg, that’d look nice too. Oh no she’d asked him a question and he had no idea what it was. He tried very hard to remember and it – right, right, she’d asked him what he was doing. Okay. He could answer this. Well, he didn’t have to explain what he was doing all day. Just immediately after the run would be fine. He hoped. “I was thinking I’d go to Enso, get some coffee. Maybe breakfast too.” He grinned at Leila. “What about you, Leila?” Wow, her name really did roll right off his tongue. He felt himself slipping ever so slightly into his childhood Honduran accent as he’d said it, just a hint, giving it a lilting sound. |
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Leila bit her lip a bit when he said her name with a slight accent. Somehow when he said it...she couldn't explain it, but a slight chill went up her spin. The entire time they spoke he had nothing but the most American of accents, she wasn't even wearing her pleased this morning so she could tell, but with the name Miguel and the frankly sexy way he had said her name he was clearly not originally from the states. "Actually, have no plans whatsoever." she said with a laugh, she might go to the gym at some point or do some brigade activity or hang out with Evy and Sevens though they did spend a lot of their time alone lately, but she knew that she did not want to end this run and never see this funny, good looking boy that seemed to like her again. |
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Miguel grinned at her. “Well, you could join me if you’d like.” If she declined, no big deal. It wasn’t a real date or anything, just… coffee. He knew that was cheating, but, hey, he had to try and test out the waters here. Miguel realized suddenly that the path was going much more up than it had been before. In fact… the trees were completely different, and much thicker, and… he stopped. “Uh, you… said you’d never run this path before either, right?” He looked around, slowly, turning. “Does… does this look familiar to you?” With a sinking suspicion, it occurred to Miguel that, although he remember taking some turns as they’d run – including a few that had gone in somewhat strange directions – he hadn’t really paid much attention to the trail or the terrain and he was pretty sure that he couldn’t do the same route back. In other words, he was completely lost. In other, other words, talking to Leila had distracted him so thoroughly that he’d somewhat managed to lose his way on what had seemed like a relatively straightforward out and back run – and now he had to admit it to her. |
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Leila's smile grew to it's rarely seen full size as he asked her to join him. "Actually, I would like that a lot." she said not even trying to cover up how happy it made her that he asked her. They ran a little while longer in a comfortable silence until he noticed that they were going up. Leila looked around and slowed. "Nope, I have never been here before, do you remember the way we came because I...wasn't paying attention to that." She was paying attention to Miguel and his cute butt and his tattoo and his pretty eyes and the way he said her name, not the trail. She smiled apologetically at him and took a few steps back bending down to touch her toes. What? She had to stay limber for hapkido and running tightened up the muscles "So, what should we do?" Edited by Persephoneve, Aug 22 2010, 04:30 PM.
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This was bad. Well, really this was embarrassing, although Miguel really felt pretty calm about the whole thing. After all, the worst case scenario, really, was that he had to spend a lot of time with Leila, which, when he thought about it, wasn’t really so bad. “I’m afraid I was distracted as well.” He grinned at her, trying to be a little flirtatious about the comment and imply the source of his distraction. The best thing to do, he figured, was to head back the same way for now and then – uh did she – was Leila – she bent over and Miguel stared. Short shorts and he – bwah what? Once again, Miguel’s brain simply shut down. She hadn’t even touched him this time, although it didn’t help that he was still dealing with the lingering effects of that encounter. “Uh,” Miguel sat somewhat abruptly on a nearby log before the change he’d slipped into his pocket for laundry day got to be too noticeable. He was hunched over because it was comfortable that way. He was just sort of stiff from the running. It had been an intense uphill too. He patted the log next to him, as though he’d intended for Leila to sit with him all along. “Well, why don’t we sit for a minute, take a quick breather, then head back the way we came and go from there?” He was somewhat amazed that the words came out of his mouth so coherently. His brain certainly wasn’t responsible for that. It was still busy dealing with the mental image practically burnt into his retinas. He shifted a little and took a long, deep breath, as though simply enjoying the freshness of the morning, the dew and trees. |
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| Persephoneve | Aug 22 2010, 04:54 PM Post #19 | |||||||||
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Leila smiled at his flirtatious comments. She wasn't worried so much about being lost either, but her blush was noticeable as she realized her was staring...at her butt. Well it was in the air, Leila stood up quickly and felt the consequential head rush. He patted the space next to where he sat, Leila nodded and sat next to him. Sitting they were about the same height, since most of Leila's height came from her legs. She noticed he was sitting a little awkwardly. She put a hand on his arm, noticing the slope of a muscles underneath her hand. "Are you okay? You seem pretty tense, does being stuck with me that long make you that nervous?" she said jokingly although a dark part of her brain started to believe it. "Well, don;t worry so much, it shouldn't take that long to find our way...somewhere." She didn't move her hand although, it was probably more than after time for her to do so. She tried to imagine their run, but it really was a large blank. Edited by Persephoneve, Aug 22 2010, 04:54 PM.
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| Opportunity Cost | Aug 22 2010, 05:06 PM Post #20 | |||||||||
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Miguel grinned at her, feeling the hand lingering on his arm. It was pleasant. It was very pleasant. It was not helping his current issue any but he could deal with that so long as her hand stayed there. She’d been joking but he had the feeling – between that and the comment about not being hit on very often – that it wasn’t totally a joke. He wasn’t sure how a girl like her could possibly think that way about herself, but maybe she did. Well, since she’d accepted his invitation to not-a-date-coffee after the run, he felt a little more confident. Okay. Time for some deliberate honesty… he was going for points for honesty rather than suavity. He mentally wished himself good luck as he attempted to think clearly and not make any Freudian slips. “Actually, yeah, you do make me nervous.” He grinned at her. She still hadn’t pulled her hand back, which was even more encouraging. “Mostly because looking at you is so distracting that it’s hard to form coherent sentences.” He grinned again. They were at roughly the same height now. He liked her height but this made it easier to look right into her eyes, which were large with exceptionally long lashes, and just the perfect color for her. Well. He had given her what he thought was an excellent compliment. Maybe not so smoothly delivered, but he’d been looking to flatter and hoped he’d succeeded. Yeah. Miguel had game. |
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| Persephoneve | Aug 22 2010, 05:28 PM Post #21 | |||||||||
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Leila face fell as he told her that she did make him nervous. She knew it, why did she have to bi so dam big, she wondered. The end of the sentence made up for it though. At first Leila didn't quite get it, but he was complimenting him. Leila felt her face go a little warm as he stared right into her eyes. For a moment she was speechless, how could she respond to that, besides some form of 'right back at chya', but her body seemed to take over where words failed. Leila leaned in slowly, giving him time to reject her, and very softly kissed him, pulling back quickly to gage his reaction. "Thank you." She had been kissed before, but this was the first kiss she had initiated. Leila bit her lip and looked at her hands in her lap. She would just die if he rejected her now. She just kissed him. Though she was fearing his reaction more than anything else, Leila mentally congratulated herself. So much for being awkward and shy, she just kissed a boy. |
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| Opportunity Cost | Aug 22 2010, 05:49 PM Post #22 | |||||||||
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Miguel was prepared for rejection. Miguel was prepared for Leila getting up and walking or running away. Miguel was prepared for blushing. Miguel was prepared for a smile or… soft words or whatever. Miguel was not prepared for Leila to suddenly lean over and kiss him. She had soft lips. He’d noticed how white her teeth were before but now he was much more focused on her lips. It was a very light touch, not hot and heavy, not the best kiss he’d ever had but it was excellent nonetheless, especially with her hand still on his arm. He did a mental victory dance – from names to lips in what, like, ten minutes? Yeah, that was a pretty sweet deal. He knew that tattoo had been a good idea. Yeah. The tattoo had been an awesome idea. The thing was like a chick magnet. It totally made him mysterious and irresistible. Plus, he’d been working out more often. Clearly that was working too. He was clearly awesome, if a girl this hot was willing to just lean over and kiss him like that. Mentally, he swore he could he could hear that motif that always played when he did something right in Final Fantasy – the sort of trumpety one. It was a very satisfying feeling. Maybe the all night final fantasy marathon the night before hadn’t been his best idea ever though. He took a deep breath – control, control, control, he chanted mentally – and looked at Leila. She was looking away, so, very gently, he reached over and touched her opposite cheek. It was a light brush, nothing forceful or pulling, just bringing her attention back over to him, getting her to look up from her lap and back at his face. When she looked over he grinned. “You’re welcome.” Miguel leaned in and kissed her again, a little more firmly than the one before it, although still keeping his lips closed. It was a sweet kiss, rather than a debaucherous one, but he was perfectly willing to move into more exciting territory if the mood seemed right. |
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| Persephoneve | Aug 22 2010, 06:18 PM Post #23 | |||||||||
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Leila was still staring at her hands, certain that Miguel's lack of response a certain rejection, she couldn't believe she just kissed someone she'd met less than an hour ago, that wasn't like her. Though she did generally decide whether she liked someone or not rather quickly so it wasn't too surprising, but still, he wasn't saying anything. She wanted to get up an leave, but she felt a hand on her face. His hand was warm, much warmer than her own. She turner to face him and he kissed her back. She was taken by surprise, since she had already thought she was rejected. She was quite the pessimist. Anyways, Leila was so shocked by this turn of event that it took her a second to realize what was happening. Finally, after the longest second ever, she closed her eye and leaned in a little more, taking one hand out of her lap and placing it on his chest. Inside her head, Leila had some sort of squeal going on, a large part of her was actually looking forward to being by herself so she could squeal/jump/dance around, but not right now. Right now, she was preoccupied with Miguel's coffee flavored lips. The girl took a deep breathe. He smelled like Old Spice and soap, it was just pleasant, so she just kissed him back. They were still mostly closed mouth kisses, but Leila was not sure where she was going to draw the line this morning. She was far more focussed on the smell, feel and, god help her, taste of Miguel. |
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| Opportunity Cost | Aug 22 2010, 07:28 PM Post #24 | |||||||||
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At first Leila didn’t respond but then she did. Her hand even rose to rest on his chest, which was extremely pleasant and even more encouraging! Awesome. Maybe she’d even go under his shirt. He’d been working really hard on his stomach and his abs were getting to the firm point. Not the six-pack point, but definitely the firm point. Miguel had already decided that this was much better than a relaxing run alone, and this only further convinced him of that. His little – well he liked to think of it as not-so-little – problem hadn’t totally gone away yet, but he was sort of trying to work on it, mentally, without, er, distracting himself from the other matters as hand. Deep breaths had abruptly stopped being possibly, unless he wanted to alert her that something was wrong, so he tried to think about bad things, things thoroughly inappropriate for this pleasant moment. His hand was still resting on Leila’s cheek. He moved it to cup her face a little more. She smelled like citrus, he noticed – her lips tasted a little bit like it too, like orange. It was subtle, but pleasant, and the mental image that popped up of her slowly peeling and eating orange slices was even better. Oops. There went his attempts to fix the problem. He was relieved that he was sitting such that it wasn’t visible; unless Leila sat on his lap, he hoped, she wouldn’t notice. Cleverly, he attempted to distract her by stroking her cheek a little, sliding his thumb slightly along it. His lips parted ever so slightly, to test her response; no tongue yet but he wanted to see if she liked the idea. |
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| Persephoneve | Aug 22 2010, 08:49 PM Post #25 | |||||||||
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Leila sighed a little as he cupped her face, she might not have had a lot of experience, but this couldn't get much better. He parted his lips, Leila followed his lead, lightly licking his lip. All inhibitions were temporarily gone, later on she might regret making out with a random boy in the woods, but right now was all that was on her mind. They kissed like this for a few moments when Leila looped an arm around his neck and, without thinking, scooted over onto his lap. Although a good idea idea in theory, Leila was not aware of his...problem. She was so engrossed in this makeout session that she barely noticed something poking into her backside, but after a few minutes barely was enough. She broke the kiss and opened her eyes wide, wiggling her butt a bit to see if...yeah, that was definitely what she thought it was. Leila stared at him for a moment with her jaw dropped. Suddenly broken out of her spell, she scrambled off his lap and awkwardly got to her feet, the moment of hormones completely broken. She walked a little bit away placing her hands over her face. What the hell was that? Was she so easy, that a good looking boy with nice words could get her to makeout right after meeting. Not that it was really his fault, she kissed him. She turned back to Miguel with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, I just..." she trailed off and took a deep breath. We should probably try to find our way back...if you are good to go." Leila face was red as she avoided looking him in the eye, but she could still taste the coffee in her mouth. Damn it, even if that was embarrassing, she couldn't say it wasn't fun. |
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