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Post by Daniel Avery on May 23, 2008 19:04:25 GMT -5
He felt his heart skip a beat as Ana-Lucia's arms spread around his back. A moan escaped his lips, swallowed by Ana's; her lips, they were almost like a homecoming, welcoming and inviting and perfect. Her tongue snaked out, passing lips and meeting his until he broke off. His hands were pressed against the side of her head as he rested his forehead against hers. "Ana--" he whispered, his voice low and rough against her lips.
His hands moved, sliding down her back. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he lifted her up, a low sigh escaping his lips. The water from her clothes soaked through, and yet Daniel didn't mind it. He kissed her again roughly, walking the few feet to the bedroom. Laying her down with a slight grunt, Daniel broke from her lips, his fingers moving almost frantically to undo the buttons of her shirt. His fingers did not move fast enough for his brain, and his brows narrowed slightly until he simply yanked it, the buttons flying off to all corners of the room.
"We shouldn't do this," he whispered, his voice rough and needing, "We--we can't do this," he told her as his lips moved against her collar bone. He moved, his hand sliding down to press up hard against the seam in her jeans.
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Ana-Lucia Cortez
new oceanic 815.
Everyday, everyday Houses full of no escape, no escape Runaway, runaway
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Post by Ana-Lucia Cortez on May 25, 2008 1:37:16 GMT -5
It was natural gesture, to feel herself lifted up with his arms and having her legs wrap around his hips. Many, countless times, it was such, mostly when he was eager to reach the bedroom. There was no disappointment as this was such, the sight of the living room disappearing a blur as she passed the threshold of the bedroom. Much like the living room, as the rest of the house, the bedroom was in uniform with the rest of the dwellings, of course from what she saw, she was too distracted with a prying mouth. There was still no disappointment as he struggled at trying to undo her buttons either, though maybe a little as she lost the contact with his lips.
Trying to kick off her boots, as well as his as he worked on her shirt, she tried to resist the low throaty chuckle in her throat as she had succeed for the most part, hearing the thumps of shoes hitting a wooden floor. Reminded her really of clumsy teenagers trying to go at it for their first time, everything not quite working out so well. Merely raising her brow though as he popped half the buttons on her shirt, hearing the click of a button or four click as the bounced on the ground, she looked up at him, mild-hesitation marring his features, but he wasn't slowing up either, especially not where his hand had settled.
Groaning softly, she shifted her waist up towards his, placing her hands on his chest as she firmly pushed him over, taking her right along with him with a small grunt. No longer pinned behind him, she attempted to quiet his rather non-existant protest with her mouth, capturing his lips a quick moment before pulling away. "Shut up," she told him quietly, sitting half-way up as she tried to shrug her shirt the rest of the way off, though it was reluctant to let her go, snagging on her wrist a hot second before she managed to free herself completely of the garment, losing it to the floor to join with the shoes.
Then turning her attention to Danny one more, she let her fingers hook into the fabric of his shirt, leaning down to kiss him one more. She let her tongue dart out to duel with his, half concentrated in the action, losing herself in the taste of his mouth, while the other half concentrated on the task of undoing the buttons that had been button nearly moments before. However, with practiced ease, the were undone a second later, and she pulled his upper torso up with hers as she attempted to push it down his shoulders, a little more roughly then intended.
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Post by Daniel Avery on May 25, 2008 1:54:55 GMT -5
He had known it from the first moment they had been together. Ana was rough and Daniel didn't mind it at all. A grunt escaped his lips as he was shoved over onto his back, Ana landing swiftly on top of him. He lifted himself up, feeling her fingers move at the buttons of his shirt and for a moment, all he could do was break from her lips and look down as her fingers slid to spread his shirt off of his body.
He laid back against the bed, eyes clenching shut for a brief moment as his breath continued to get caught in his throat. His fingers moved, swiftly undoing her bra. He managed to toss it, not caring were in his room it went. Every inch of her felt like both familer territory and uncharted lands, ones that he hadn't crossed in years, yet once he walked them with his fingers only once, he remembered every place as if it were home. He lifted himself up, lips connecting with her neck as his hands moved down to her hips, grinding them hard against his, only to make him moan in responce.
He heard a buzzing in his ear, and tried to ignore it. However, it grew louder, and he broke from Ana's neck with a slight gasp, as if coming up for air as he looked around for the source of the sound. He realised however that the sound was against his ear, his bluetooth headset that buzzed with a phonecall that Daniel knew would have to wait. He grabbed the small headset and tossed it, hearing it clatter to the floor. He continued his actions, his breath hot against her neck. "You don't know how much I missed you...how much I thought about you...even if you don't think I did, I thought about you every day and every night."
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