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Post by leandra on Jun 15, 2008 19:19:02 GMT -5
She was definitely good at getting herself out of all sorts of trouble, including the trouble that came from your own mouth when you said the wrong things. She could tell from his body language she was winning him over every turn. Not completely, but enough to soften him. She would never ever turn on him, even if Ben caught up with her and tortured her on his where abouts or if she'd seen him, she'd never tell Ben a thing. Even if it resulted in her death, although she hoped it would never come to that.
She could tell he was confused, and he seemed a little tense also, but then she was quite tense herself now. She was so good at digging holes for herself. She tingled when he softly kissed her, soft kisses were quite often better than the hungered ones. You could savor soft kisses more in her opinion. She smiled when he spoke.
OK, fine. But if we're going to do this, we're going to do this my way....She gently shrugged, "Fine by me, I just want to be with you" she said gently, and returned his soft kiss, but she also took her hands to his shoulders and gently massaged them in the hope it would ease some of the tension she could feel there.
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Post by naomi on Jun 15, 2008 19:36:09 GMT -5
He didn't believe her when she said she just wanted to be with him. He wasn't that guillible to believe such a ridiculous statement but he relaxed more as he felt the pressure of her hands on his shoulders.
He groaned and lifted his plain, black t-shirt over his head, pulling it off and getting closer to her.
Right now it didn't matter what type of liar she was. He just wanted to feel another warm body near his. Miles spent too long around the bodiless. Too much time around cold, dead corpses... or even people who wished they were cold, dead corpses. He needed to feel something living, just this once.
The crap she spun about liking him, had already ticked him off. He just looked at her and pretended she didn't have a brain... which probably wasn't far from the truth. She may not have had a brain, but she surely had a body.
He usually didn't like the company of idiots, which was why he couldn't stand Daniel Faraday's prescence for more that a half an hour. He just tried to forget that she could even speak, that way she had less of a chance of driving him crazy.
He just had to pretend she was like, an inflatable doll or something.
He brought his lips to her neck, and his hands to roam around her waist - touching her, kissing her and trying to block everything else around him out.
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Post by leandra on Jun 15, 2008 19:54:36 GMT -5
She didn't care what he thought of her, she didn't even care if believed her, right now was all that mattered, he was there, he hadn't left. Massaging his shoulders must have worked a little as he then removed his t-shirt. She could feel his body hot against her own, yearning for her flesh to be against his. She had a feeling that if this went the way she planned, it would be a one-off, if that's all it had to be, she'd have to deal with it, but she wanted more. But with Miles, she had to get what he gave, and that was it.
Every touch and kiss was driving her insane, when he touched her neck she moaned out in pleasure, her breathing was becoming laboured as she became more and more ready for him, lust and passion taking her over. As his hands roamed around his waist, she allowed her own hands to caress his back and run down over his spine onto his buttocks and caressed them in circular motions with her thumbs whilst kissing him with hunger, once again allowing her tongue to explore his mouth.
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Post by naomi on Jun 15, 2008 20:08:28 GMT -5
(( I suggest skipping the good part. I'm already bad enough at this 'sex' writing. )) OK, she was a little better than an inflatable doll. He thought when she touched him, tingles running down his spine. He pulled at her clothing slightly, itching to get them off, grinding up against her and getting lost in her kisses. Usually he hated having to be the one to make all the moves and be in control. He didn't mind it too much this time. He knew she wasn't that type of girl and he had no other choice. He wrestled himself on top of her, feeling her through her clothes and unbuttoning the top button of his pants with his other hand.
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Post by leandra on Jun 15, 2008 20:20:44 GMT -5
[ooc: I've been told I'm quite good with sexual writing, but if you want to just do a build up and then leave it to people's imaginations I'm happy with that. I like to keep my RP partners happy - so long as we get more threads together in future, cuz I'm enjoying RPing with you ] She could tell he was enjoying it probably more than he thought he would, which for Leandra was a good thing. He hadn't even called her by her name once since they started talking, but she didn't even care if he couldn't remember her name. He'd get to know it soon enough. Every part of her tingled with every touch, every kiss, every grind into her. She could feel herself pulsate, ready to explore his body flesh to flesh. She could feel him struggling to remove her clothes, she took them off herself and pushed up toward him, little moans of pleasure constantly escaping. She let her hands explore his body and helped him with his pants, while kissing him with deep hunger all the time, she was ready for him, she wanted him, she wanted him now.
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Post by naomi on Jun 15, 2008 21:22:55 GMT -5
(( Figured, I'm the guy, I may as well finish the job. Where are those Dharma condoms when we need them? Flashback to the episode of Sun's pregnancy here - The Whole Truth here. Lol.)) Miles groaned as he wriggled out of his pants. He could tell her enthusiasm and was still in awe at how easy this had all been. Perhaps that was why he was so suspicious. He admired her as she let her clothes fall to the floor. This was way to easy Miles repeated in his head once more as he gave in to her seduction, letting her explore him in every which way imaginable. He bit down teasingly on her bottom lip and looked at her with eagerness to take things further. Assuming her approval, Miles stopped and found his dark colored pants meshing against the carpet on the floor. He dug in with one hand and pulled out his wallet, grabbing a loose condom out of it. Miles looked at the wrapper and screwed up his nose. Widmore Labs.Just seeing it made Miles feel sick. The image of an unsmiling Charles Widmore filled his brain and he almost lost his cool. The only thing that stopped him from losing the moment and getting up and leaving in frustration was the pleasurable thought of Widmore trying to track down and kill Charlotte Lewis and then tracing the woman's curves with his eyes. He pulled off the wrapper, reminded of how he even got the damned thing. Frank bet it in a poker match as a joke bet on the freighter. He guessed that he was glad that he won that hand now. Even though Frank would be jeering at him if he ever found out he actually used the damned thing. He tried not to smirk at that as he put it on and rejoined her body. Miles bucked against her growling almost, allowing the passion of the moment to get the better of him. He let his fingers lose themselves in her hair, watching her reaction as he thrust into her. He gasped suddenly and sunk further into her, before being carried away by their dual movements together. He struggled to keep his eyes open through the ecstasy of it. He ravaged her for what felt like a full twenty minutes before his eyes conveyed what seemed like pain and he went weak. He smiled with satisfaction and got himself up, finding his clothes and putting them on and grabbing his wallet from the floor. "So now would be the time where you tell me what you want from me" Miles said, repeating his same sentiments from earlier, wiping the sweat off his forehead with the sleeve of his t-shirt. "Or would you rather I just leave a tip" he finished spitefully, opening his wallet with the obvious indication that she was nothing more than hotel staff.
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Post by leandra on Jun 16, 2008 12:00:08 GMT -5
[ooc: I didn't even get what you meant by Sun's pregnancy episode, sorry.. I must have missed something when watching that So.. can I be safe to think we'll do more threads together?] Leah was filled with lust and passion for Miles, she was actually a little worried that she'd let it happen to easily, too quickly. Just because she hadn't had a man in a few years, didn't mean she had to jump into bed with the first guy she managed to get anywhere near close to. But Miles wasn't just 'the first guy' not to Leah anyway, Miles was more than that in her eyes. She really would like to get to know him more, like she had said before, but she still didn't think that he completely trusted her. In a lot of ways she could understand that, but in other ways she was hurt. If this was the only time it happened, then she would just have to relish it, and savor it forever. The last thing she wanted though, was for Miles to treat her like a common whore. But he must have wanted it as much as she did, because men, well in her opinion, men didn't often do things they didn't want to do. As the lust between them grew, Leah became more and more sure she was doing the right thing. It felt right. It didn't feel like some cheap fling, not to her anyway. She had no idea what Miles was thinking and she wasn't even sure she wanted to know. Their kissing became frantic and when he bit down on her lip she moaned again. The lust turning into heated passion between them, she noticed how much he was enjoying the ecstasy of it, as was she. Every thrust he made sending quivers down her spine, and causing moans of pleasure to escape. She dug her nails into his back as he ran his fingers through her hair. The sex between them savage. As she felt him climax inside, she reached her own. What happened next didn't exactly surprise Leah, but she was still upset about it. After such a torrent sex session she was used to lying in the arms of her lover for a while afterward. The way Miles just finished, got up and got dressed was so cold. She was stupid for thinking that she had actually broken through the tough exterior he had. But what hurt her more, angered her more were the words which came out of his mouth. So now would be the time where you tell me what you want from me.... Or would you rather I just leave a tip....She wasn't going to cry, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of tears, besides guys like him, they didn't appreciate a woman crying. She knew now she had been used, because he obviously thought she was using him too, but she wasn't and his words cut through her like a knife. "You bastard!" she screamed at him as she got herself up off the bed and threw on her black satin gown. "You complete fucking bastard" she screamed again as she made her way toward him, "I really like you, I told you that, and you say that to me? How dare you" she shouted and slapped him across the face so hard her hand stung. "I still like you, but don't you dare say something like that to me again, I am not and never have been a tart and I never sleep with anybody for money."
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Post by naomi on Jun 16, 2008 17:11:52 GMT -5
Miles was dumbfounded, simply dumbfounded. Yes, she told him she 'liked' him but he really didn't expect that she would think he'd believe a sentiment as stupid as that. He winced as her hand bore into his cheek and his own hand went to it. It almost reminded him of when Sawyer punched him out the other night. He could already feel the repeat throbbing starting.
His eyes continued to go wide and he didn't say anything for a few minutes, not sure in how to play this. What made him even care what she was thinking anyhow?
"Look, how about you don't act all innocent for giving me the wrong idea, alright?" He half-yelled at her, his own anger rebuilding - just who did this chick think she is? "You invite me in for a drink, you practically fling yourself at me and now you're saying you don't want anything!" It did more than just confuse Miles, it pissed him off to no end.
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Post by leandra on Jun 16, 2008 17:35:30 GMT -5
Now Leandra was really confused and mixed up, she wasn't sure screaming at and slapping Miles was the right thing to do, but what he had said was pretty much unforgivable. His keeping asking what she wanting was doing her head in though, she simply didn't want anything other than to be with him no matter the cost. Couldn't he understand that? Well okay, maybe the fact that she's a spoiled materialistic bitch might be the reason why he refused to believe it. Girls like Leah don't go for guys like him. But wasn't that the fact that usually happened? All the nice girls go for the bad guys?
"I don't know what wrong idea you think I was giving" she shouted back at him, "Its not my fault you don't believe me, and I'm not saying sorry, what you said was down right nasty and uncalled for" she retaliated in frustration and anger. Who the hell was he anyway? If anything was going to happen between them, they were likely to have a very volatile relationship she realised. Was it even worth the hassle?
"I didn't fling myself at you, I just said what was wrong with wanting a bit of attention, I'm lonely Miles that's all" she tried to defend herself for what felt like the hundredth time that night. What the hell was it he thought she wanted?
"Can I ask you anyway?" she began, "Just what the hell is it you think I want you for? I've told you I don't want anything, I've told you I just wanted to be with you, but it's not enough to satisfy you is it? I have to want you for something else? Well I'm sorry to disappoint you big boy, but I don't!" she spat at him, then sat down on the bed, frustration and anger consuming her. She hadn't felt this angry since, since her mother almost got her in severe shit.
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Post by naomi on Jun 16, 2008 17:46:08 GMT -5
Miles scowled darkly. He put the wallet he had been holding out away in his back pocket. 'It's not enough to satisfy you is it?' He repeated that line over and over in his head until he realized he was letting it get to him. Screw it, he decided finally, I don't need this psychological bull.
"Well, it's too bad then, if you wanted something else, you just might have gotten it too." He sneered, although in regards to how good she was in bed... she was quite the little manipulator and in his experience girls like that didn't use their powers for good.
He didn't know what felt worse, that he wasn't being used... that she didn't have an ulterior motive or that she kept claiming innocence in all of this. She wasn't a good girl. He had been right. He went to go for the door before something struck him and he turned back. "You know, if you wanted to do some kind of weird gratitude thing for getting you guys off the island then you're more messed up than I thought." He commented. Maybe she was just sleeping with him because she couldn't sleep with Dan to show her appreciation.
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Post by leandra on Jun 16, 2008 18:01:19 GMT -5
She had to hand it to him, Miles certainly knew how to make a girl feel special. Was she wrong for thinking she was a good girl? What could make him think otherwise? The fact she did the books for her mother's brothel? Surely not, she wasn't a participant. The fact that she blatantly just had wild sex with a man she really didn't know very well. Yes, that's probably it she thought to herself. Oh well, if he thought she was a whore, there wasn't anything she could do about it now. The damage was already done. Fuck it she thought to herself.
You know, if you wanted to do some kind of weird gratitude thing for getting you guys off the island then you're more messed up than I thought....He'd more than done it this time, he totally and utterly had pissed her off, not that he hadn't before, but this time, she really couldn't stand it any longer. What kind of fool had she been?
"What?!" she exploded? "I can't believe you even think that, just fuck off Miles" she snapped, pushing him toward the door, "I think you should leave now" she snapped again, biting back the tears which were stinging her eyes.
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Post by naomi on Jun 16, 2008 18:08:09 GMT -5
(( owch. wasn't that cold, was I? )) Miles didn't smile this time. "Oh believe me, I wouldn't be staying here if there was twenty ghosts haunting the place." He looked her over as she was about to cry and tried to remain callous and unfeeling toward her. She thought she really deserved his pity? After everything he's been through? After everything he knew about the world? Girls like her were all the same. They didn't know what life was. They didn't know what a joke it was and they filled their lives with stupid little things that nobody cared about. He couldn't believe he was expected to feel sorry for her. He looked her over one more time just to be sure that he'd made his mind up and went for the door again. He slammed it behind him. That had to be one of the most unpleasant after sex experiences he'd ever had.... now where the hell was Benjamin Linus?!!
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