Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
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Post by Tripp Sanders on May 28, 2013 23:27:07 GMT -5
He continued to fool with his lip ring as he peered down at her, he was listening to her speak but he was a little distracted by being close enough to smell her sweet scent. His eyes followed her hand as she ran it through her hair, his ears soaked up her laugher. Instinctively his fingers stretched and curled back up as thoughts of sipping his fingers through her soft hair and taking her soft lips with his again slipped through his mind. He caught the tail end of what she was talking about and laughed taking a step forward toward her as he responded to her question.
"Middle school uh?" [/i] He smirked down at her, now just a little closer before. "Ok...I'll bite." [/i]His tone playful and a little more emphasis on the word bite. He licked his lips absentmindedly before continuing. "20 questions is a little lame though.."[/i] He tugged on the bottom edge of his jacket that she still wore. "How about spin the bottle?"[/i] He raised a brow and grinned a little wider down at her. "Or...seven mins in heaven?" [/i]Tripp wasn't too interested in sharing a lot more about himself than his name tonight. He didn't have too many touchy feely nice things to talk about. Tripp inched just a bit closer and lowered his voice a bit. "Tell you what, seven minutes isn't really set in stone..."[/i] He teased a little, never moving back. Pushing those limits again was all he could think about. His fingers wanted to touch her skin, lips and mouth watered for another taste. This toying back and forth was ok fun, but the hot and cold he was getting from her was starting to make him wonder if he was just wasting his efforts. "Come on...what do you wanna play?" [/blockquote]
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Post by Laurel Serephine Forsyth on May 29, 2013 11:21:23 GMT -5
She grinned at him, though an underlying current of worry tugged at her mind as he stepped forward. She couldn't let things get as heated as they were on the couch, she needed to keep her control. She refrained from laughing, she'd never actually been to middle school, so honestly she didn't know exactly what going back to middle school meant. But it amused her to say it so she did. He seemed amused by it as well, she rolled her eyes at his bite comment. Sure he would. The distinct memory of his fang running gently over her neck threatened to break whatever control she'd managed to muster up after Micha so rudely made her head pound so. She raised an eyebrow as he mentioned twenty questions was lame. "Darling, going back to middle school is lame. We've kinda already established we're lame"
She glanced down as he tugged on the bottom of his jacket, laughing lightly at his suggestion of spin the bottle or seven minutes in heaven. Her eyes flicked up to his, wasn't he just so confident. And apparently relentless. She knew what he wanted, it was quite apparent if she was honest with herself. Which, when she got over the desires he ignited, was a bit annoying. She'd found his company amusing, but all he saw was a potential lay. And she'd unintentionally made it seem like she was interested in that. But she wasn't, and she couldn't be. "Pretty confident aren't you? I'm not much for breaking rules you know" Oh god, what an out right lie, her grin spread across her face at that. Of course she broke rules, not because she liked rebelling, but because the things she did tended to break rules. Oh well, he could just deal with it.
I told you not to go with him The birds voice called in her head. Maybe Micha was right, maybe that close call wasn't worth all of this entertainment and amusement. He obviously valued one thing, like most every other guy she knew, and while that shouldn't bother her, it did. Maybe because he'd gotten her so invested in it. She let out a sigh, shaking her head just a bit to get rid of those thoughts. "Games you couldn't handle Skippy" She grinned at him, putting on that confident air though she honestly didn't feel as relaxed and not bothered as she had when they first entered the furniture store. Why was it that everything had to get so heated, things were simple before she'd joined him on the couch and found out that she could very quickly harbor such an attraction to him.
She really was having on odd night. Words: 457 Tag: Tripp Notes: odd <<
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Tripp Sanders
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Post by Tripp Sanders on May 29, 2013 19:05:38 GMT -5
“Lame?” he questioned her when she labeled them both as lame. “Speak for yourself sweetheart.” [/i] He didn’t move from where he was standing but merely shifted his weight back and forth from foot to foot, it was hardly even noticeable but he was feeling a little antsy. Tripp hardly was one to sit idle for too long. There was usually always something to do to entertain himself, not that she wasn’t entertaining, she absolutely was, she sparked a bit of intrigue within him that he normally never bothered with. There is was again, that back and forth feeling he was getting from her. One moment she was teasing him and the next she was sighing and seeming uninterested and then she’d be back to smiling. To Tripp she was all over the fucking emotional map and he wasn’t exactly sure what to do about it. His brows pinched together a fraction of a bit and most of his smile had faded. Why were some women so fucking confusing? Is it so hard to just tell someone yes or no, how you feel and all that crap? It would make some things so much easier. He pulled in a breath and fought back the urge to pull another cigarette out and light it up. Instead he leaned back on his heels a bit, putting a little more space between them. “So…”[/i] He fought the urge to cross his arms, so instead he just shoved his hands in his pockets. “Spill it.”[/i] Tripp’s brows lifted a little as he looked at her expectantly. “What’s your deal?”[/i] In his defense he really tried to come off as not being a total dick, trying to keep his tone a little light and laced with just pure interest. “One second you are all hot and close and the next you are ice and backing the fuck up.”[/i] He shrugged his shoulders. “Lay it on me…cuz I have no idea where you are at right now.”[/i] Well there it was. Tripp didn’t mind games but he was starting to get confused on what the fuck was going on. Leave it to Tripp to just put it out there. Sometimes he was all for leaving things ambiguous and letting others decide what they thought was going on or what he meant, but it could get to a point for him where he was done and if shit needed to bed said then he was the one that would say it. To him, this was one of those times. He enjoyed her company, more than he thought he might. To be honest his first thought was that it would be an interesting hook up and nothing more, but after spending time with her he found more than he expected. Never before had he bothered to take care in his actions and never before had he gotten such pleasure out of it, granted he would have liked it very much if he had the chance to take it a little further, but even the little reaction he got from her was satisfying. He wasn’t exactly sure how all of that made him feel or whatever but he could waste time thinking about it later, right now he was just confused why it had gone from so nice to this? So fuck it. He’d ask her and it was as simple as that. "Learn a dude's name and all the fun and games are over?" He teased her just ever so lightly once again. "Because just before your little birdy burglar alarm, it seemed like we were enjoying a little bit of something...or was it just me?"[/i] The corners of his lips tugged up ever so slightly into a small grin. On one hand he wanted to know what the fuck was up but on the other he knew to tread carefully or he'd ruin the rest of the night. He might have been around a little, but he wasn't an idiot when it came to women. [/blockquote] Notes: erm...uh... Muse: Sassy Words: 667
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Post by Laurel Serephine Forsyth on May 29, 2013 20:21:43 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes, smiling slightly as he pretty much called her lame. Yeah yeah, whatever. She'd found the suggestion amusing as hell and she was more into amusing herself than sounding cool. "Uhuh, isn't seven minutes in heaven or spin the bottle a little childish?" She teased right on back, pretending the easy teasing from earlier in the night was back, that the atmosphere hadn't changed by the sudden influx of heat between the two, and the just as sudden dousing of said heat by a very annoying bird. Laurel couldn't help the on and off again feel she was giving off. She hadn't ever had this issue, she usually was so very adept at turning people down and keeping her own desires well under control. So it was odd and a little bit uncomfortable that he could spike those desires beyond her tight control over them.
He'd gotten close again and she could feel a slight panic that she'd have a repeat of what happened on the couch. Her poor head couldn't take another screeching bird, really it couldn't. Tripp leaned back, just a bit, but it was obvious and her expression smoothed into a bit of surprise before an eyebrow raised at his 'so'. His question took her completely by surprise. She hadn't expected that, not at all. For a long moment she was quiet, her eyebrows drawing together as she listened to his words. Of course it looked like she was playing with him, and Lau was a lot of things, but she didn't like to think she was a tease. She usually made it clear she wouldn't go further than some good kissing, but with Tripp, well it'd just gotten out of control. But could she tell him what was going on?
That the reason she backed off so damn quick at Micha's words was because she was a virgin? Because she'd never gotten so heated before? He certainly wasn't really giving her much of a choice now was he? Her lips pursed as he mentioned learning his name and ending all the games. "No, it's not that. " She let out a long, deep sigh, her previous smile having gone completely from her face. He point blank asked her if he had been the only one to experience the heat between the two and her eyebrows drew together. He hadn't. "Look, it wasn't just you. I was...surprised by it." He was being rather honest about this all, and she hadn't exactly expected him to call her out on all this craziness. Sure, he'd been a bit mysterious with his name, but he hadn't given her any reason to lie.
So she wouldn't. Her fingers grasped the table again, tightening slightly before drumming lightly against the wood of the bottom of the table. "I was surprised because I haven't really experienced anything like that before" This wasn't going well, she knew she probably didn't make any sense at all, and she could feel the nervousness curling in her stomach. "Good god, this is pathetic" She reached up to rub her forehead before running her hand through her hair, her eyes closing briefly before she looked back up at Tripp. And she could already feel the blush coming across her cheek at the thought of admitting something that was rather personal to her. Why did she feel the need to be so damn truthful with him? Sure she was a rather honest person, but not like this, or at least she didn't think like this.
Her lips pursed and she drummed her fingers against the wood one more time before they tightened on the wood. Here goes nothing right? "The reason I'm so...why I backed off so quickly, besides the annoying ass bird, is because I've never had sex before" There. It was out and he could do with it what he wanted. But god forbid he laugh. He laughed at her and she was going to punch him in the face. She could already feel the bit of embarrassment burning on her face, but dear lord she wouldn't handle it if he laughed at her for being a virgin. Words: 707 Tag: Tripp Notes: Oddness all around xD
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Tripp Sanders
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Post by Tripp Sanders on May 29, 2013 23:43:43 GMT -5
Tripp stood there silently, giving her whatever time she needed to explain whatever she needed to. Normally he never ran into any issue with a female, she either liked him or she clearly wouldn’t. Tonight though, going from playful, to a little hot and close and then suddenly to ice was just…different for him. Had she been a human or a less interesting vampire he would have dropped her ass when she started going back in forth in the first place, but she was neither of those things. There was a curiosity, a playful wanting to just be around her that Tripp had developed and he wasn’t about to just give it all up. If Tripp was one thing, it would be stubborn. He would say determined, but it was still stubbornness none the less.
While she looked a little surprised by his questions, he was relieved that she didn’t out right slap him for being so forward. It would not have been the first time, but he felt like avoiding any slapping tonight. He ran a few possible reasons through his head when she said that it wasn’t that she hadn’t felt anything that is was something else. She has a boyfriend. She is engaged. She…but his thoughts were interrupted when she admitted that she had felt it too but was just surprised by it. He wanted to ask her if she thought that he was incapable of being soft and tender with her, if she just assumed he only liked it rough and quick, but he just pressed his lips together and kept himself quiet for the moment, a very hard thing for him to do normally.
Then she got all wiggly and had a hard time saying what she wanted and it made him want to take a step closer to her, but he stayed right where he was. She was about to tell him something and if he moved he figured that she wouldn’t. Standing there quietly was hard for him to do but he maintained it for a little while longer…and then there it was. She was a virgin. He didn’t say anything right away but let her words process a bit, his expression going from surprise to understanding and then to acceptance. “Oh…” was all he managed at first. Being speechless for Tripp was a very rare occurrence and it took him a moment to come up with something to say. “Well…That’s rare.” [/i] It was not that Tripp needed to point it out but his mouth was moving a little faster than his brain. Most girls he ever interacted with lost theirs a long time ago, a virgin around these days and times was kind of rare, at least to him they were. Tripp pulled his hands from his pockets and ran them both over his hair as his smile returned. “I hate to be all technical sweetheart…”[/i] his was light as he leaned in a little closer to her “but that wasn’t exactly sex.”[/i] He playfully winked at her, he knew she knew that but he was trying to get her to relax a bit. “So since you still have your “honor” intact, what? That means no kissing? No touching…?”[/i] his voice lowered a little his gaze content on her eyes. “You can’t enjoy someone’s company?”[/i] Tripp reached out and tucked some of her hair behind her ear, another action he didn’t find himself doing often but tonight it seemed to happen without him even thinking about it. His hands then rested on the table on either side of where she sat. “You can enjoy yourself without having to…”[/i] he searched for the right words “…listen…I could make your toes curl in a good way without…”[/i] good gods he was having a hard time finishing a sentence correctly. Tripp lightly shook his head back and forth trying to get what he wanted to say out the right way but it just wasn’t happening, so he just kind of left it all out there just like that. He couldn’t understand how making out on a couch was such a huge deal. Yeah, he was interested in sex but…he couldn’t kiss her just because she didn’t want to have sex? “I want to kiss you again…”[/i] again with the truth. All he could think about were her soft lips and how much he liked the way they tasted. “You can tell your beaked chastity birdy to shut it unless I’m breaking something that hasn’t been broken.” He felt like that was fair, after all the bird kind of jumped the gun. Anyway what in the hell do birds know about human sex? Who lets a fucking bird tell them what they can experience and what they are allowed to feel anyway? “What do you want?”[/i] [/blockquote] Notes: Well…word count is back up Muse: a lot nicer than I expected. What has Lau done to him? ;-) Words: 800
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Post by Laurel Serephine Forsyth on May 30, 2013 13:33:42 GMT -5
She was expecting him to laugh, and truthfully it was kinda pathetic that she was, given her age. But he didn't laugh. Instead he simply looked surprised. And then that was it. No laughing, no poking fun about her being a prude, or her still being a virgin in this day and age. She'd not expected his simple acceptance of that, nor of the fact he just moved on from it, like it wasn't that big of a deal. Well, really it shouldn't be that big of a deal, if she wanted to be a virgin she could. It just was surprising he didn't want to make a bigger deal out of it she supposed. He teased her and she shook her head, a small smile tugging at her lips as she ran a hand through her hair, her cheeks still burning slightly. "Yeah yeah, I know that" She offered him up a bit of a grin, her eyes rolling. But it made her feel just a bit better that he wasn't taking this in a whole different direction.
She sighed lightly at his questions, her eyes flickering to his hand as he tucked a bit of hair behind her ear. She was silent for a moment before she shook her head lightly. "Obviously not, I kissed you didn't I? I just.." What the fuck was this? Sure Laurel didn't mind being honest with people, but she didn't just blurt out she was a virgin to a guy she'd just met, one who didn't like giving out even his name. "I have a hard time keeping control when I..get invested shall we say" Example number one? The drugs in new orleans. She'd lost all control with those and it'd been hard to stop. Example number two? Her drinking. She didn't do it often enough to be a hard core alcoholic, but when she did drink she got a little out of hand. She was a crazy drunk and she didn't much care. She wanted to keep those examples of her losing control a very short list.
She let out another little sigh as he leaned on his hands, giving into the desire to slide her hands up to his shoulders. "Its not that I can't kiss you, or enjoy your company, because you're just about the most amusing person I've run into in this city. I just can't get out of control" She didn't like getting out of control, no matter what it was, and this was something that was specifically hers to control. The choice was hers, and it always would be, and she wasn't ready to give that up. Laurel had a few things that were exclusively hers, her affinity, Micha, her paint cans, and this was just one of those. Maybe she was being too dramatic about it, but she wasn't willing to become what her mother was. Somehow, losing her virginity was symbolic with the eventual change into her mother.
Laurel loved her mother, for reasons beyond her comprehension, but she couldn't be her. She couldn't turn into that hateful, bitter bitch. She wouldn't. Laurel laughed lightly at Tripp's struggle to find the right words and she smiled lightly. "I get it, I got jumpy Tripp, I found I liked kissing you far more than I thought I would" Where was all this honesty coming from? Perhaps it was her need for someone to talk to, someone who wasn't going to pity her, someone who wouldn't feel sorry for her. Or maybe she was drunker than she thought she was. Well, fuck, going with the flow right? He admitted that he wanted to kiss her again and it only made her want to kiss him again as well. She smiled a bit at his comment about Micha, shaking her head lightly when the bird huffed in indignation, apparently having settled close to the building to hear the conversation.
"She hardly listens to me." She murmured lightly, before the smile faded from her face and she stared up at Tripp, weighing her options. She could tell him she wanted to leave, tell him that she didn't want to kiss him again. But she did. "I don't want to lose control" She didn't, she'd done that enough times in the past, and this was definitely something she didn't want to lose control on. She didn't want all these lustful feelings to cloud her judgement. And she most definitely did NOT want to lose her virginity in a furniture store. But she wanted to kiss him again. She wanted to feel his lips on hers, his hands pressing her close. It had felt good, a lot better than most of her experiences before. "And I want you to kiss me again" Words: 809 Tag: Tripp Words: wut is he doing to her! xD
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Tripp Sanders
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Post by Tripp Sanders on May 31, 2013 12:13:30 GMT -5
It actually pleased him very much to hear her say that his kiss had gotten to her, that she had felt it just as he did. Tripp normally felt some sort of pleasure out of kissing a female, human or vamp it didn’t matter to him, but this time it got to him a little more than he had expected. Maybe it was their little game of back and forth beforehand or maybe she was just different, but something…something had him in a place he’d never really been before. Tripp was all for trying new things and these feelings intrigued him enough for him to take notice which was extremely rare for him. He just wasn’t expecting her to jump right out of the moment like she had; it had taken him quite by surprise. Then add the fact that she was being honest to him when he had enough and point blank asked her what her deal was. She even admitted that she found him quite amusing. All of this added up to make the night one of the most interesting he had in a very long time.
She had expressed her fear of losing control; well there was something they had in common. It was exactly why he didn’t do drugs and why he was always the one in control of sexual encounters. He was always the one in control of things, he liked it that way. Maybe that was why their kiss had caught him so off guard; he usually even had control over what he felt in instances like that and yet this time he hadn’t. He couldn’t help but smile down at her. “Well sweetheart you don’t have to worry about control…I’m a bit of a control freak myself.” Tripp moved his hands from the table top to rest on her legs right above her knees and gently spread her legs so that as he stepped forward to close that last little bit of distance between them her legs rested on either side of his. His hands slowly slid up her thighs to grip her hips once again and he spoke lowering his tone but keeping that grin upon his lips. “If you can’t have it, then you ain’t getting it…no matter how much you beg.” He winked teasing her.
Something inside of him literally jumped when she admitted she wanted to kiss him again, but a steady breath kept him calm. Without saying another word one hand came up to touch her cheek, his lips parting in pure anticipation of hers. Tripp’s fingers slid through her soft hair at the back of her head, his hand uncharacteristically gentle as he guided her lips toward his as he leaned down and in to kiss her again. Taking her lips again was just as good as the first time; he parted his lips to taste her more. The hand that had been upon her hip slid around to wrap around her waist. Tripp pulled her against him, immensely enjoying the feel of her body pressed against his. As with all kisses Tripp had to come up for air at some point, though he really didn’t want too. Releasing her lips was hard, but it gave him the chance to place some kisses upon the delicate skin of her neck. “See…no harm done…” he teased with a little whisper in her ear. He didn’t move back from her, nor did he loosen his grip upon her waist, he just stayed pressed against her with his face buried in her neck breathing her in, kissing and teasing her neck and shoulder. Words: 603 Muse: all weird and weird Notes: word count down, but i just keep staring at the screen going "nope that's it..." lol
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Post by Laurel Serephine Forsyth on May 31, 2013 14:18:18 GMT -5
This all was going in a completely different direction than she'd thought it would. She'd expected something far different, maybe some sort of taunting about being a virgin, or him pressuring her into giving it up. And the fact he wasn't? Well, it made her relax, he wasn't making it a big deal and she supposed that was the thing she'd been worried about. Her being a virgin wasn't a big deal, it was simply her choice and she was protective of that. She laughed lightly at his admission of being a control freak, her lips tugging into a grin. "You know I have a name Skippy" Her hands moving from his shoulders so she could run her fingers over the back of his neck. "And good" It was a bit of a relief to know that someone else had some issues about control as well, it was better than being called a stuck up bitch and criticized for wanting to maintain control.
There was a brief moment where she was going to fight him as his hands slide down her thighs, hands on her knees to draw them apart. She ended up smiling lightly as he stepped closer to her, her fingers running over his neck once more. He was close again, and there was a fluttering in her stomach that wasn't usual, and she just didn't much care. It was almost easier allowing him closer now that he knew she wasn't going to dance the no pants dance with him. His hands slide back up to her hips and she resisted the urge to sigh, lean her head to the crook of his neck and inhale deeply. Instead she rolled her eyes lightly at his wink. "I don't beg darling" Her light grin slowly faded as his hand moved to touch her cheek, her blue eyes never leaving his own eyes. Gentle. He'd been so very gentle with her.
It wasn't that she didn't think he was capable of being gentle with her, it was that she hadn't expected him to care enough to be gentle. Well, apparently he did, either that or...well she wasn't sure. And she didn't care to figure it out as his hand tangled into her hair and he gently pulled her closer. Her breath hitched just before his lips met hers and one hand curled around his neck, her eyes closing at the feel of his lips. He pulled her closer to him and she let him, the arm not resting on his shoulder sliding to his back, her fingers curling into his shirt and pressing against the hard muscles there. His lips left hers, thankfully before her lungs started to ache from the lack of air as she wasn't willing to back off. She let out a little sigh as he left a few kisses against her neck, her head tilting to the side to allow him more access.
A slight smile turned up the corners of her lips as he spoke into her ear, a light breathy laugh rumbling in her chest thought it trailed off as his lips continued to place kisses along her shoulder and neck. "No, no harm done" Her fingers stroked over the back of his neck, her other hand still tangled in his shirt, pressed firmly against his back. She could feel Micha's slight displeasure, but if Laurel was going to ignore her second warning, well Laurel could do what she pleased then. "I could go for another one" She could feel her little smile curling her lips just a bit more at that. She was very much enjoying the attention he was paying to her, and after their little bout of honestly, she felt she could let herself enjoy it. Words: 636 Tag: Tripp Notes: Weirdness all around eh?
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Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
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Post by Tripp Sanders on Jun 21, 2013 0:15:17 GMT -5
This contact was different…a different that Tripp realized that he could enjoy. He never really took the time before to be soft of gentle. It just wasn’t his way and no one had ever complained, maybe it was because he seemed to attract the kind of girl that didn’t really care about how he treated them or if they were like Lexi, as long as they got what they wanted in return then he was allowed to do whatever he liked. He’d never really felt the need to actually take his time and experience a different type of contact with another. Laurel had just stirred up something inside of him that he really didn’t even think was possible…interesting.
Her fingers caressing the back of his neck sent delicious shivers down his spin and his eyes closed as he leaned in to bury his face in her neck for a moment, his lips were nipping at her smooth skin. Thoughts of pushing his teeth through her thin skin passed through his mind for a moment, he knew without a doubt she would taste like heaven. Instinctively his tongue slipped over his teeth but her request for another kiss broke him from his thoughts, it was a good thing too for he was far too close to giving in to the urge to taste her.
A grin slipped over his lips as a thought occurred to him, she never said where he could kiss her. Tripp grabbed her up and off of the table she was sitting on and held her close to him. He said nothing but the grin on his face and the look in his eye would surely give him away. Steadily as not to drop her, he stepped backwards a few steps before turning on his heels and closed the distance between where they had been and the huge couch that they had shared earlier. He lowered her slowly to sit near the end of one side of the couch; the thing was so huge they both could lay comfortably on it without fear of falling off. “Another kiss uh?” [/i] Tripp grinned down at her as he lowered himself down to her without putting too much weight upon her. “Ok…”[/i] The distance between their lips was closed quickly as he kissed her a more feverishly this time, probably releasing her lips before she would be ready. The kisses continued down her neck to her collar bone and down to the part of her chest that was showing. He needed a bit of a distraction from the thoughts of sinking his fangs into her skin; he thought trying to see where he was allowed to go would be enough of one. One hand slipped around her, fingers sliding under her soft sweater and his palm pressed against her lower back. The other tugged down the neckline of her sweater just enough so that he could place a few kisses atop her breasts. Playfully and pushing those bounds again he barely nipped her skin there before moving down. His grip released the fabric of her sweater to pull the bottom up to expose her torso. His grin pulled his lips a little wider and he swept his lips back and forth a bit barely grazing the skin of her stomach in a little zigzag pattern. He was enjoying this…immensely. The hand that had been on her back moved to grip her hip right at her hip bone, his other pressed on her stomach lightly right below her ribs. Tripp wanted to feel her reactions to his actions, he wanted to feel her back arch and any shiver or squirm that he might be causing. “How about this?”[/i] he spoke softly between kisses as he neared the top button of her pants. “I could kiss you and make you shiver and shake….”[/i] He looked up from where he was to look at her. Was he asking permission? Him? Permission? Well it seemed like he was as weird as that was for him. “I won’t break you…”[/i] he teased. “Unless it isn’t allowed.”[/i] He liked his lips catching his bottom lip for a moment between his teeth. He wanted to do this almost as much as he wanted to go further or taste her sweet blood but he had no idea if she’d go for it. It was kind of unselfish of him really, when he thought about it. Never before had he offered to do something for someone without a request in return. Well it was just a night for first and new things now wasn’t it? His fingers curled over the top of her pants, playfully giving just the slightest tug. [/blockquote] Words: 782 Notes: Sorry it took me so long. Life. Ugh.
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Post by Laurel Serephine Forsyth on Jun 22, 2013 19:51:03 GMT -5
Her head tilted back a fraction as her fingers caressed the back of his neck, letting out a light sigh as she felt him nip at her skin, his face buried in her neck. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair, wanted to keep him close, and she did so, her hand keeping a tight hold on his shirt, pressing her fisted hand against his back. Making it clear that she wanted him to stay close. She wondered, for a brief moment as he lightly nipped at her skin, if he would try to bite her, something that wasn't uncommon really, though she'd never let anyone else bite her. Would she let him? However, she didn't have to worry about it as she asked for another kiss. He pulled away slightly and she rose an eyebrow at the look on his face. Well, that was certainly the look of someone up to something, and as long as he kissed her again she didn't care what.
She suddenly wasn't sitting on the table and it caused her to wrap her arms around his neck, her legs tightening around his waist as he lifted her. She said nothing, though her brow raised in curiosity as he grinned at her, the look in his eye sending a shiver down her spine. Her arms tightened around his neck as she realized what he was doing, carrying her back to the couch, and a flicker of unease passed over her face. However, she had told him she'd trust him, and he knew that she wasn't willing to go too far, whether he thought he could break her down or not, she was determined not to lose her virginity here. Not on a couch in an abandoned furniture store. She very much enjoyed kissing Tripp, that was something she'd admit, more so than she enjoyed it with others. But there was still an unease she couldn't get rid of.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he gently laid her down on the couch, before loosening slightly as he repeated her words, a smile curling onto her lips. Her head nodded a fraction in confirmation before his lips were upon hers again, a low sigh in her throat as a hand moved to cup his cheek, then run back over his neck. He pulled away much too soon and her eyebrows drew together, her lips parting in protest before her eyes popped open. She was about to protest, ask him why he stopped so soon when his lips moved to her neck, down to her shoulder. His hand slipped underneath her sweater, fingers pressed against her bare skin making her back arch slightly while his kisses trailed over her shoulder, to her collar bone, his fingers tugging her sweat-shirt down slightly so his lips could caress a bit of her breast.
She let out a deep sigh, one that slowly morphed into a low moan at his kisses. One hand clenched against his shoulder as his lips moved over her skin, though she didn't stop him, she'd given him her trust, he knew what she wouldn't do. However, as he moved once more, his hands pulling up her sweater she blinked, her hand falling from his shoulder, both grasping the couch as her head tilted up to look at him. His lips graced her abdomen and she let out a bit of a gasp, the muscles in her stomach contracting at this new sensation. Her mind, a bit fuzzy with the pleasure he was giving her through simple kisses, finally caught up with what he was doing when he spoke, his lips nearing the top of her pants. Her reaction was immediate, the red blush spreading across her cheeks without her permission.
The fact that this man was making her blush was something that unsettled her as she stared wide-eyed at him for the longest moment, her eyes falling shut at the kisses along her abdomen. She could feel a certain excitement building up in her stomach, something she wasn't sure she wanted to deny. But she had never let a man touch her in such a way, had never found herself in such a situation. For the longest moment she just breathed, remembering the feel of his lips against her skin. Finally her eyes opened, though the blush hadn't left her cheeks even though she wanted it to desperately. "It's allowed" Was all she could choke out, the whole situation was one she wasn't used too, and the burn of her cheeks only reminded her how very inexperienced she was when it came to this. And given the way he acted, he was rather experienced.
She'd chosen to trust him, and if his lips against her skin could make her feel this good, well, needless to say his other talents would be an experience she was sure she didn't want to miss. Tag: Tripp Words: 821 Notes: HE MADE HER BLUSH. LAU DUN BLUSH
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Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
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Post by Tripp Sanders on Jun 22, 2013 21:40:03 GMT -5
Her touches sent his heart racing and they felt like delicious fire against his skin. It had never bothered him before that all his partners lacked so much of an effect on him. He'd never bothered to need that type of contact before to get where he wanted to be...but this, these touches of her fingers and the way she gripped his shirt had his body reacting in a away it never had before. His ears soaked up every sigh and moan that passed over her lips, and it just flung fuel on his fire to get her to shiver with passion with the touch of his lips.
From his place down at the edge of her pants he could clearly see the blush that spread across her cheeks. It made him smile, really smile dimples and all. He could tell she was thinking it over and his smile only faltered a little as he pulled at his lip ring with his teeth, waiting for her answer. To be quiet honest he expected rejection and had a few responses ready for when she would turn him down...and yet she didn't? Oh that grin was back in a flash. He uttered not another word, he would not risk asking her if she were sure. It would give her a chance to back out.
He leaned up from her, placing his weight upon his knees. It was just long enough for him to grab the bottom of his sleeveless shirt and yank it up, over his head and off. It landed near them on the floor, he'd remember it later. Tripp leaned back down to kiss her right where her hipbone was as his fingers nimbly unfastened her pants. Then a kiss in the other hipbone as he tugged down her zipper. A deep breath filled his lungs and he smiled against her skin. She smelled delicious and it almost made his mouth water. One of his free hands searched the side of the couch for a moment before finding the sheet that once was covering it. It was a tiny bit chilly in the building and he did consider how she'd feel with less clothing on, so he tugged it up and over himself a little and he left it to rest on his shoulders. If she'd like she could tug it up higher. It wasn't long before her jeans were slid down her legs and joined his discarded shirt upon the floor.
From there his hands touched her ankles, slowly sliding up her legs before gripping her gently right behind the knees and pulling her legs apart enough for his body to fit comfortably. His fingers teased the inside of her thighs and he tugged at the top of her under garment with is teeth. They inched closer as he placed a few kisses upon the fabric that covered his destination.
That barrier would not be a problem for long. He had gotten himself into the most comfortable position to continue and that is exactly what he would do. With anticipation he quickly licked his lips before taking exactly what he wanted with them. Unlike his usual selfish nature, this time he listened to her in every way possible. Every sigh, breath moan and reaction of her body lead him in which way was best. It was very convent that he was a nail biter he thought as he pushed his boundaries just a little with the gentle caress of his finger tips.
His mind was set on one thing and no other thoughts slipped through it. nothing but his goal. He wouldn't stop unless she asked him too or until she was writhing in extacy. He silently and strongly hoped for the latter to be the reason for any stopping. Words: 614 (ugh iPad posting never seems long enough) Muse: hehehehehe Notes: oh did he make her blush? ;-) i hope this is pg13 enough. Lol.
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Post by Laurel Serephine Forsyth on Jun 22, 2013 22:31:18 GMT -5
She was hesitant, that much was apparent though given her general reaction to sex it wasn't too hard to see why she was a bit distrusting when it came to anything that had to do with it. As much as Laurel would like to boast that she was comfortable with this all, the simple fact was that she was a virgin, her experience in this particular department was very much limited. His touches were a first for her, and they heated her up, though she had a suspicion it wasn't just because this was the first time she was being touched so. Laurel hadn't had a reaction to anyone this strong in a long while, and even then the most she'd ever felt like doing with someone was some delightfully great make-out sessions that ended with a little too much heat. But she'd always been a stickler for staying away from anything that would be considered overtly sexual.
Except, you know, for the fact that she'd just given this man permission to..well, she couldn't even imagine it in her mind, the blush was still heating her face as he grinned at her consent. She watched him, almost warily as he leaned up, taking his shirt off, that was something she liked though, something she was comfortable with and she openly let her eyes travel over his well muscled chest. God, the sight of him made her shiver, she enjoyed the muscles he sported, the urge to run her hands over them was great. But she was promptly reminded of what was going on as he leaned down, his lips leaving a kiss on her hip bone as his hands moved to undo her pants. Laurel was tense, though she struggled to relax as his lips left another kiss on her other hipbone. She could feel him smile against her skin, hear his intake of breath and it only served to make the blush deeper.
She watched him, curious and a bit wary of his actions, though she couldn't help the smile as he tugged a sheet over himself, and her since he hovered over her. Even though it was a bit chilly in the room the heat he created was enough to make her feel like she was on fire, and when he'd discarded her pants onto the floor, a hand sliding up her ankle she shivered, feeling the heat flare up within her. She remained pliant underneath him, anticipation and slight worry boiling in her stomach, making her jump as his fingers teased her thighs, eliciting a shuddering sigh from her by merely running his finger tips along her thighs. Her fingers curled against the fabric of the couch as he rid her of the last bit of clothing, leaving her bare to him. The first touch of him against her had a gasping breath leaving her, her head thrown back as her hands tightened on the couch.
She arched against him, lost in the fact that she hadn't ever felt anything such as this before, and the added stimulation of his finger tips had her squirming against him, her mind simply lost against the pleasure Tripp was giving her. His touch was simply heaven, she couldn't find any other way to describe it, and suddenly her heaven reached it's peak, her back arching as a cry left her, his name mixed in with it as her muscles bunched, tensing before relaxing all at once, her eyes falling close as her breath came in great gasps. She needed a moment, to get her mind back from that ecstasy, from the intense pleasure he'd given her. And she still hadn't been rid of that blush that spread across her face, her eyes remaining closed as her fingers finally uncurled from the couch's fabric. Tag: Tripp Words: 635 Notes: -cough-
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Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
Student/Dealer
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Post by Tripp Sanders on Jun 22, 2013 23:32:18 GMT -5
To say Tripp was pleased with himself would be putting it very mildly. Even though his experience in what he was currently doing was pretty advanced he never before cared what the recipient felt or archived. Usually it was for his own benefit and he had no problems admitting he was a selfish lover. Tonight was a different story though, he found himself incredibly pleased as her reactions to his actions. Every moan and shiver of her body just helped him along. Originally he had teased her about sex and she admitted to being a virgin, after that he didn't expect her to let him get this far. He wasn't complaining in the slightest, no he was enjoying what he was doing way to much to think of anything else.
Nothing had ever sounded better than when she climaxed and even said his name. He had inched back just a little resting the side of his face against one of her thighs, he too needed a moment to collect himself and to slow his breathing. Surely she could feel his huge grin against her leg, but he just couldn't help it. A bit of a pleased chuckle came up from his chest between breaths and his smile wast going anywhere anytime soon. Mission accomplished and he was damn proud of himself too.
He waited just a few more moments before fishing her under garments off the floor, he leaned up enough to slip them on one foot and then the other. Hs fingers guiding them up her legs smoothly until they rested right where they had come from. It was just a little thing, a simple gesture upon is part to keep her comfortable around him. It was funny to him how things like that had suddenly started to occur to him tonight.
He didn't want her to freeze but he was quiet hot and the sheet slid down him as he sat there once again his knees looking down at her. For a second he just took the sight of her in, the way she laid there, the look upon her face...he rubbed his face with his hands and ran them through his hair and grinned down at her. The muscles in his face were going to start to hurt from his smiling, he wasn't used to having such an expression upon his face.
He blinked and suddenly he wondered what to do next. Now that his brain was working again, he realized usually he'd leave, kick whomever out of bed or get his shit and go. This was not one of those cases. Cuddling was not something he had any experience in. Instead of just looking down at her like a idiot he lowered himself down to lay beside her but not on top of her. Would she want to cuddle? He stared up at the ceiling for a moment slightly puzzled but not wanting to be awkward about anything. He cleared his throat and licked his lips before speaking. "Good?" [/i] He lightly teased...he knew it was good, better than good. He rolled his head to the side to look over at her, their faces rather close again. The rapid beating of his heart began to slow a bit and he seemed to have his breathing under control too, but his smile was a other story. It just couldn't be helped. [/blockquote] Words: 566 Muse: he just can't stop grinning the dork
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Post by Laurel Serephine Forsyth on Jun 23, 2013 12:34:32 GMT -5
She was floating, that was the simplest way to say it, and a soft smile curled on her lips as she let those feelings wash over her. She could feel him leaning against her thigh, grinning and she let out a content sigh. Even his chuckle, which for a brief moment sounded like he might have been laughing at her, made her smile widen just a bit more. She felt him shift but she remained as she was, her eyes closed, content in just laying there, letting her breathing return to normal. She felt great, completely relaxed, like she had not a worry in the world, which was a feeling that was very much welcomed. He shifted, and her eyes opened to watch him replacing her panties where he found them. The gesture was something Laurel hadn't expected, though she hadn't expected a lot of what happened this night. A soft smile was on her face as she watched him, her eyes studying his own face as he leaned up, grinning down at her.
She couldn't help it, her cheeks were still tinged with a blush and she reached up to let a hand cover her eyes, catching her bottom lip with her teeth in an attempt to quell the grin that wanted to cross her face. He shifted once more, laying down next to her and she rearranged herself so he'd be comfortable, turning on her side to look at him. For a moment her smile faded as she watched him look at the ceiling, she had the urge to reach out and trace the planes of his face, run her fingers over the muscles of his shoulders and chest. He cleared his throat and she rose an eyebrow as his head turned to look at her. She blinked at his question, before laughing lightly, pressing her forehead against his shoulder. "Amazing" She murmured lightly, voice low and smooth. She needed just a minute to get her head straight and get herself over the acute embarrassment that liked to rear it's ugly head.
Never had she been embarrassed by something, this was definitely a first, and it wasn't because he..well, it was more that she'd never done anything like that before. And she'd admitted it to him. She supposed she'd been embarrassed by her lack of experience despite her age. He might not have known how old she was, but that didn't mean it wasn't a bit embarrassing to let him in on the fact that he was, and then have him do..well that to her. Her head tilted up to face his, her own smile being coaxed out by his own. She studied him for a moment before reaching up to trace his cheek. "I like your smile." Her voice was still low, as if speaking louder than a low whisper would break some sort of spell that had fallen over them. She was content, very much content, to just lay here next to him. Laurel didn't know Tripp all that well, but there were things she'd deduced about him.
And she figured cuddling was not something that Tripp was into. And right now? Right now she was so content that she didn't much care and if he was willing too, well she wouldn't pester him about it. Instead she shuffled a bit closer to him, it was chilly and he was warm. Given the position they were in not a few moments ago, Laurel felt it perfectly okay for her to snuggle right up next to him, an arm resting against his chest to give into the urge to run her fingers over the muscles there, occasionally tracing tattoo lines. Her head tilted up a bit so she could watch the progression of her fingertips along the lines of the tattoos that ranged across his chest and his arms. "You've got quite a bit of these" An obvious statement, but she was in a good ass mood right now, relaxed and content, she could make obvious statements all she wanted.
Tag: Tripp Words: 681 Notes: ^^
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Tripp Sanders
Onyx Vampire
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Post by Tripp Sanders on Jun 23, 2013 21:39:59 GMT -5
Even the touch of her forehead sent tingles down his body. It was such a simple touch too, but it has such a profound effect upon him. He knew that his technique that he had just demonstrated upon her had a good result but he couldn’t help but tease her lightly about it. He could still hear the sounds she made during the peak and her voice saying his name was not something he would soon forget. His grin turned into a softer smile as her hand approached his face. She commented about liking his smile and he fought the urge to lightly shake his head because it was move him away from her hand. “It doesn’t happen often.” [/i] It was the truth, he may grin or smirk mostly but a genuine smile hardly ever occurred. It was his dimples, everyone used to comment about how cute his dimples were when he was younger. When he hit his angsty teenage years his normal smile was gone, there was no way he wanted to be labeled “cute” even to this day he didn’t care much to be called cute. Tripp noticed that she moved closer to him and it quelled some of the anxiety he had about what to do in their current situation. He didn’t budge back, but he could feel his body relaxing instead, he hadn’t even noticed he had gotten a little tense in the first place. His mind was just too preoccupied with so many things, things he had never considered before. For one there was this feeling, yes there was a bit of anxiety which he wasn’t accustomed to in this type of situation, but there was also this feeling of strange comfort. It was like the feeling that he got when he was around his sister, or back before he lost all of his friends. It felt…normal…and that was weird to him. He was so used to have his walls up it was so strange to feel like they were even slightly down. Odd. His body moved automatically and without his consent, his arm moving away from his side and wrapping itself under her head and over her shoulders leaving his side open for her to fit against him if she’d like. When he realized that he’d done it he didn’t bother taking the action back, but he did turn his attention back up towards the tall dark ceiling. His eyes dipped closed as her fingers traced his tattoos. It felt amazing and he couldn’t help the soft “Hmmm” and a bit of a sigh that came from him as a result of her tracing. She commented about his tattoos and it brought him back to reality. His eyes lazily blinked open and he turned his head a little so that he could look at her. “I do.”[/i] He spoke softly in reply. “They are…addicting.”[/i] Tripp smiled just a bit with a little laugh. Just one of the things he was addicted to that wasn’t too harmful to his existence was his tattoos. Her statement of him having a few was putting it lightly, both arms were covered; his chest, abdomen and he even had some on his legs. There were always plans to get more and what they’d be along with where they would go…but that took time and money. Surely he’d have plenty of time once he fully made the change. Tripp just looked at her but said not much more. He honestly didn’t know what to talk about, if that was to be what they were to do now…he really hadn’t a clue. [/blockquote] Words: 601 Muse: LOL he’d all like “what is this?” Notes: So distracted, hope it makes sense. XD
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