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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 17 2012, 10:43 AM (2,352 Views) | |
| Post #1 Oct 17 2012, 10:43 AM | Eriadne |
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The odd thing may have been that she hadn't cried. Not once. There were no tear stains on her cheeks, her eyes were glossed over but not red with the usual puffiness that comes with the expected reaction when a tragedy happens. She hadn't said a word all day, not to anyone, and she hadn't been answering her cell phone or her Bangle. She had given one-word responses to the police, simple yes or no answers to some much more complicated questions, but they couldn't blame her, it couldn't be helped. She'd received the call at school, the director had interrupted her class and called her out. She knew it wasn't good news, not from her powers in the slightest (which was odd... she knew she'd had a bad feeling in the morning when she first woke up, but she simply attributed that to the fact that she hadn't slept well because her grandfather had needed medication throughout the night, and kept forgetting where it was or what it was, so she was frequently up to help him), but simply by his tone, and he wouldn't look her in the eye. Normally, he had no problem with that. He told her to grab her things, and follow him to the administration office. It was odd, as well, that they were the only two in there - not even the secretaries had stuck around to gossip as they normally did. He told her, and dismissed her home, or what was left of it, rather. She left without saying a word - no asking how, no why, no hysterics of any sort. She had just looked shocked for a moment, before silently nodding and leaving the campus. When she arrived at the apartment, only her grandparent's apartment had caught fire, there was no evidence of anything, and there was barely enough left of their bodies to determine if they were dead when the fires started, or if they were alive and burned to death. If anything, Aislin was somewhat glad for that much - she wanted to be ignorant of someone murdering her caretakers, but she also didn't want to imagine them burning alive and unable to flee or call for help, for the sake of both of them being bedridden for the last three days or so. And now she was standing on the street corner, staring down at a slip of paper, but not really seeing it. This was the address, but she wasn't sure what she was expecting. This was the only place she figured she could go, though, at least for the time being, at least until she got her head back on straight and had time to think. Time to figure out where she'd go or what she'd do, what there was to even do about it all. She shifted the backpack on her shoulders uneasily, chewing her lip a bit. All she'd taken out of the apartment today was her books and an extra jacket, it was cold today, especially with the setting sun. Oddly enough, however, she wasn't wearing it - it was still folded in her bag, waiting for its purpose to be fulfilled, but she was too numb to care about it all. The bite of the cold evening breeze didn't hinder her much, if at all, and if it did, she certainly didn't show it. Hell, she didn't show much of anything right now, her face was eerily blank, distant. She didn't even realize she'd started walking toward the house, but suddenly she was there, at the door, and she tore her eyes from the paper long enough to stare at the door. She hesitated, then brought a shaking hand to it, tapped three times. She didn't have the strength right now to make an audible noise - the doorbell met her fingertip the next moment in the day's waning sunlight. It was times like these that she was glad that red hair of hers fell haphazardly and whipped freely around in the wind - she wouldn't have to look him dead-on, and if she started losing it, started crying, he wouldn't see it. The numbness was starting to fade away, just a bit, and she felt a pain in her chest. She should've stayed home today, maybe then her grandparents wouldn't be... |
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| Post #41 Dec 20 2012, 09:32 AM | Eriadne |
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Aislin blinked, wanting to know more about the device, but at the same time, if he was going through all of this enough to explain and then answer her questions without much hesitation at all, then there was probably a reason for him being so vague now. Her mind, however, wasn't going to let her be at ease until she knew exactly what it was in that cabinet. At least, that was what she had thought, until Aislin felt his hand in her hair and heard what he said. She didn't really have to look down to see what was going on, what had gotten into him, and that damn blush was back, and she found herself a bit nervous again. She stopped tracing her fingertips along his scars after a few moments once her mind started to click what was going on, wondering if maybe that had something to do with it. Oddly enough, she wasn't particularly scared of him or what she was catching onto that was probably going to happen, just nervous. Which was odd, since any time before now, she'd always been a mix of fearful and nervous and awkward on the subject, which was what contributed to her simply avoiding it all together and having damn near no experience what-so-ever. Granted, she was still being awkward, because she had yet to say anything, and was just blinking up at him like a confused child with her head somewhat nestled into his hand, but still. |
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| Post #42 Dec 20 2012, 09:58 AM | Feldheimer |
| Shinji felt he didn't have to say anything in the moment, mostly because he already knew what was going through her head at that particular moment. He also figured that she had very little experience with things like this, being intimate with another person must have been a particularly foreign feeling for her. Shinji took one slight step closer to the young woman, his manhood brushing up against her before he leaned forward slightly and pressed his lips against hers. Shinji was gentle about it, or at least he would be this one time, letting his hand run back through her hair before his other free hand find it's way to her hip, simply resting there as he kissed her. |
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| Post #43 Dec 20 2012, 10:09 AM | Eriadne |
| Aislin was caught off her guard, why would be a mystery to anyone because it was fairly clear by then what was going on. Still, at first she just kind of stood there, her mind pretty blank for a moment, but after a second or two went by, she slowly started to get her bearings of what the proper reactions were, kissing him back, timidly at first, just feeling him out and trying to judge just how to do things. She'd felt him brush against her, that blush remaining on her cheeks, but she hadn't jumped back or anything, hadn't yelped, which was good, considering the situation. Her hands moved, going from her previous exploration of his scars, to simply leaning up a bit to slip her arms around his neck, just to help her keep her balance and pull herself closer up against him, at least for now. |
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| Post #44 Dec 20 2012, 10:17 AM | Feldheimer |
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Shinji kept his eyes shut as he let Aislin's arms wrap around his neck, embracing him as she kissed him back. Perfect, she was still nervous, but she also wanted something like this to happen. Pulling his hand from her face, that hand had also found it's way to her hips, helping to pull her body closer to his. The two of them were not pressed against each other, with Shinji becoming as hard as he can be while kissing her with just a little bit more passion. It was best to not scare her off in the moment, just take things slow and she would be all his. |
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| Post #45 Dec 20 2012, 10:34 AM | Eriadne |
| Maybe she'd put this kind of thing off for a bit too long, because her mind hadn't stayed this blank for this long a period of time since she was about four, and now here she was about to screw her boss and ignore all possibility that they might both have been making a mistake, and just have to deal with the awkwardness after the fact if that was the way things were. Whatever, mistakes happen, and so far this seemed like a perfectly good mistake, so she wasn't complaining. Even if she wanted to, her mouth was a bit occupied elsewhere. Her heart was starting to race a little now, and even if she could hide it, she wasn't sure she would. She had to pause after a short while, breaking the kiss and breathing a little shakily, still nervous but definitely not as much so as she had been, and she looked up at him, a little zoned out at first, before the nipped his lower lip gently, before smiling just a little and giving him a peck of a kiss. |
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| Post #46 Dec 20 2012, 10:45 AM | Feldheimer |
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The second she broke the kiss, Shinji could tell that something was up with the youn woman. Brushing it off as nothing too significant, Shinji let the young lady breathe for a moment on her own. Granted, his breathing was a bit heavy as well, mostly because he had never kissed anybody for this length of time before. However, the second she released from the small peck she had given him, Shinji leaned into her again. This time, his lips pressed themselves to her neck, kissing it pretty tenderly as he held on to her hips. There was no mistake for him, just an opportunity he needed to take. |
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| Post #47 Dec 20 2012, 10:57 AM | Eriadne |
| Aislin hadn't exactly been expecting him to start in on her neck, but she almost couldn't help but tilt her head back away from him some, exposing more of her skin to him and, by the small sound of content pleasure that came from her, giving him permission to continue what he was up to. Her arms had tightened just a little around his neck, nails teasing at his hairline along the naps of his neck a bit. Her neck, evidently, was a sensitive spot on her, and that was probably a good thing for him to know at this point, especially, but it was news to her as well. She certainly wasn't fighting it any, and all traces of her nervousness were starting to fade off. |
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| Post #48 Dec 20 2012, 03:36 PM | Feldheimer |
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This was excellent. Shinji made sure to take his time, letting Aislin feel every touch, kiss, and small bite he had in store for her. His hands moved from her hips and up towards her stomach, where his hands peeked underneath her shirt in order to feel her warm skin against his relatively cold touch. Giving her jawline a soft lick up to her ear lobe, Shinji gave it a soft bite, his hands cupping the outside of her bra. Shinji only moaned softly, choosing not to speak unless he was spoken to. |
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| Post #49 Dec 20 2012, 04:28 PM | Eriadne |
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A shiver shook the petite female's form, though she stayed put for him, letting him feel her out as much as he chose to, for the time being at least. She gasped a little when his hands slid under her shirt and found their way up to her bra, but she pressed herself into his grasp instead of pulling away. She couldn't take this much more, she'd neer had an experience like this and he was simply taking his time and teasing her, and she knew he was doing it. And then he moaned against her ear, and she shivered again, before deciding she couldn't take much more of his shenanigans. She lightly gripped thebottom of his hair line with one of her hands, and pulled him a little, bringing his lips away from her neck and ear and tilting her head away a little as well, before facing him and kissing him again. There was no timidness in the action this time, not really, and she made it fairly clear that she was enjoying herself, yes, but she wanted a little more now that she was all riled up. |
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| Post #50 Dec 20 2012, 04:39 PM | Feldheimer |
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Shinji was surprised when she decided to pull herself away from his little ear play, but smirked as she leaned in for another, more passionate round of kissing. This time around, however, Shinji managed to go only a few seconds before deciding to part his lips so he can use his tongue to play with hers. It was amusing to him, how little experience she had versus how much she wanted it in the heat of the moment. It kept him hard as a rock. Shinji let his arms lift up her shirt slightly, moving his arms around her back so he could unhook her bra. He managed to do so successfully, after only one attempt, before letting his hands slide over her now unprotected breasts. He teased her nipples with a little light pinching, wondering how nuts this would make her. |
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