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Post by Zephira Crichton on May 7, 2017 0:46:51 GMT -5
| "You were just all up on this" he said, which resulted in Zee rolling her eyes despite the blush that colored her face a pleasant shade of red. He wasn't lying and when the chance presented itself she'd be all up on that again, but Jesus Christ. He was going to totally drive her crazy.
She was trouble? She was trouble?
"You like it." She responded, an eyebrow raising as she watched Jaron stalk closer to her, obviously to get his shirt back. But she was stubborn and her arms remained crossed because she wasn't going to make it easy for him to get his shirt back. Then he kissed her and her intentions just ... flew out of the window. Somewhere between the start of the kiss and his finger stroking her skin -- which made her shiver -- she had uncrossed her arms. For someone who claimed that he was hungry and said that they needed to leave the cabin he sure knew how to make her want to drag him right back to the bed.
Before Zee realized what was happening Jaron had already pulled the shirt off of her and was wearing it. The abruptness with which the kiss ended was ... surprising. For a few seconds she stood there, staring, mouth slightly agape. Go find her own? "What?" And then she became very aware of the cool air against her bare skin and, once more, crossed her arms tightly against her chest. "You jerk." But there was a small smile on her lips, which was proof enough that she didn't mean what she said.
She watched him saunter out of the cabin, rolling her eyes as he disappeared from view. The man was an artist in more ways than one and was quickly becoming an expert on dominating her senses. Zee huffed then turned away from the door to look around the cabin once more. Now that she wasn't rushing to find her clothes she saw her shirt right away -- close to the bed and partially hidden under one of the blankets. Her bra wasn't far from it thank God. She grabbed both articles and pulled them on. She was in the middle of tying her boots when she heard Jaron call to her that her horse was very loyal.
"What?" Zee asked as she walked out, looking first at Jaron then at the horse who was no longer tied. "I thought I tied him up." She said, frowning. But maybe she hadn't because she'd been so worried about Jaron suddenly feeling so sick. And then getting dragged into his cabin... She cleared her throat and walked over to where the horse stood grazing. At first the only acknowledgement she got was an ear turning in her direction, but then the animal lifted its head and looked at her. "Do you want to ride back to the river or walk?" She asked as she took hold of the reins.
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Nemus
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Post by Jaron Namir on May 11, 2017 7:28:57 GMT -5
[attr="class","sinmain2"] [attr="class","sinlyrics"]we've become echoes [attr="class","sinlyrics2"]but echoes fade away [attr="class","sinbody2"]He smiled against her lips when her oh-so-stubborn attitude melted away when he kissed her. Sure, plenty of women had been... affected... by him before, but Zee had been so goddamn insistent that they were friends and only friends, he thought he'd never get to see this side of her. Hell, he didn't even know if there was this side of her. The shirt thing had been a crafty idea, he had to hand it to himself. But he sort of... completely and totally forgot she was naked under it, and when he exposed her, for just a second, his eyes fell to the new center of his world. With a groan, he turned quickly away, so he wouldn't do anything neither of them were going to regret. Unless, of course, someone stole her stuff in the interim. (Maybe they already had; the two had been at it for quite some time.) "I don't remember seeing you do it, but I was also... a little bit distracted," he said. "Let's ride. I think we could use the break," he smirked, and nudged her. The ride was calming, and apparently he'd had enough time with her that he didn't automatically feel the need to turn around and kiss her while on the horse. Or maybe that was the still-unsettling feeling of being on the horse, paired with his dissatisfaction with himself that he wasn't steady enough to be the person in back. Whatever, he was still touching her at least. When the river came into view, Jaron panicked for a brief second as his eyes did a quick scan and he didn't see any of Zee's things. But he was dumb and looking out in the open, when he knew she'd left items where her horse had been tied. He watched her dismount, then insisted he get himself down. It wasn't graceful, but it would do. "Is everything still here?" he asked, picking up a couple of things for her. He felt like, for all the time they spent together, he should know what all she owned, but he'd been... focused on other things before. Like chanting in his head over and over, just friends, just friends, just friends.
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