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Post by eric on May 24, 2009 14:28:34 GMT -5
What was it about her that made him want to be around her? She made him feel like a senior again, and it was a good feeling. He wanted to find out why, though... and why did he feel like she understood him? Nahhh.. it was just superstition. He wasn't dressed up or anything... Navy shorts, and a cut up old white tee-shirt he'd gotten from a blood drive. The sides were cut out, showing off a toned torso and natural tanned flesh.
It was what anyone would picture a coach to wear just because... Rounding the corner, he shoved his phone back into his shorts pocket, stopping when he lifted his eyes to fall on her. He inhaled softly, and shook his head. She was gorgeous... and something inside him screamed to get to know her better... but it also screamed for him to run too.. her 17 to his 25 wouldn't be a good combination... He couldn't resist, however, and found his long legs pulling him towards her... He had a powerful, smooth stride, and with his height, he covered distance fast. Stopping within a few feet, he laughed.. "You're really this bored?"
Lowering himself to sit next to her, he adjusted his shorts to fit right, and then looked at what she was doing.. "And I thought I was weird.. Probably not good for you to be alone out here... I may have to save you again.." yeah, he'd tease her for a while for that... but it was nothing. He still didn't know why he felt so protective of her. Maybe because she reminded him of stormy... [/blockquote] |
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Post by arizona cassaway. on May 24, 2009 14:43:50 GMT -5
legs crossed and hands resting on her lap, laptop sitting in front of her. she knew she looked like a hippy tonight, her faded jeans hung long over her feet, and a worn out beatles shirt modled itself on her lean torso, and then her blonde hair long and wavy, natural. You're really this bored?
[/i][/color] opening her eyes easily, she looked at him. she'd heard his footsteps long before he'd actually shown up, that was why she meditated, to relax and open her mind to the world around her. her eyes took in the look of the gym and health teacher. he was wearing a torn up blood drive shirt and shorts. smiling easily, she felt more relaxed than she ever was normally. turning her eyes as he sat down next to her, she reached out with her foot and closed her laptop lid. nd I thought I was weird.. Probably not good for you to be alone out here... I may have to save you again..[/i][/color] she mocked a scowl at him and turned her head back to the sky. hey, you were bored enough to come out and join me though.[/b] her retort was easy, as though she were simply commenting on the weather. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by eric on May 24, 2009 14:50:58 GMT -5
Laughing softly, he shook his head and let his arms line the back of the bench they'd occupied.. "Okay.. so I'll let you have that one.." Looking at the cars in the lot ahead of them, he sighed. If they didn't have half the cars here, the world would be healthier.. That's the solution right there.. "I thought I'd appologize for my previous behavior. The only way you've actually seen me so far is tipsy.. I'm not that bad.."
Pulling himself forward, he leaned over his knees to pick a lone dandelion from the grass and looked the weed over. Poor thing.. often mistaken for a pest... but it was basically a flower.. he felt happy to have them in his yard... A splash of yellow in a sea of dirty green.. he was fine with that. Smirking, he let his left hand grab it to swing towards her, offering the "fake flower" to Arizona. "Peace?" he asked, smiling at her. He wasn't that bad of a guy when his mind was elsewhere.. Get him on his father, and he was an ass... Well they were doing good so far...
Blinking, he stayed where he was and turned his eyes to the parkinglot again. "You wanna try and tell me what you're planning to focus on now?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He almost forgot he was older than her for a moment, but then it hit him, and a wave of remorse flooded him. He hated his age.. it was a hard age... |
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Post by arizona cassaway. on May 24, 2009 15:08:34 GMT -5
Okay.. so I'll let you have that one..
[/i][/color] she didn't turn, just studied the sky, noting different constalations. I thought I'd appologize for my previous behavior. The only way you've actually seen me so far is tipsy.. I'm not that bad..[/i][/color] she turned her eyes on him, in the moonlight, they looked almost misty green, practically silver in some words. don't forget, you were sober when you nailed those guys, so, i've seen you be a nice guy.[/b] her voice was so strange when she was relaxed, almost dreamy. Peace?[/i][/color] she took the dandelion from his hand and looked down at the little seeds and their cloud-like windcatchers. so you actually are a nice guy.[/b] she smiled lightly at him and then lifted the dandelion to the air and waited for just the right burst of wind and then released all the seeds into the night. You wanna try and tell me what you're planning to focus on now?[/i][/color] his voice was so light, and he was no longer looking at her. she found that she actually might be able to trust this guy, he was nice, and he had his own fair share of a shitty past. have you ever heard of proclivity highschool? it's a private boarding academy in texas.[/b] her eyes had drifted back to the sky, and one of her feet was dangling down past the bench, swinging like a child's. it's a school for people who are a little bit more. . . in tune with themselves. with nature. with everything.[/b] she paused, glancing over at him. everyone can get in touch with their instincts if they really tried, and meditating helps me focus in on my ability, it basically sets it free, but night, then focuses everything. now she was rambling like a freak, letting her eyes drop down to the grass, she felt her hair fall over her shoulders, forming a veil of sorts.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by eric on May 24, 2009 15:16:54 GMT -5
Eric blinked slowly, his throat bobbing his adams apple as he attempted to swallow whatever nerves had suddenly risen in his throat as she told him he was a nice guy. He forgot his age again as he turned on the bench to look at her... He wasn't sure what she was going to say after that... Proclivity? "Uh.. no, actually I haven't.. surprisingly.. so you have some sort of otherworldly talent? I knew you could read minds.."
He laughed softly and nodded, her thorough instinct of knowing what he was planning seemed to make sense now. Smirking he watched the dandelion seeds flutter away on the early breeze. Inhaling, he laughed, feeling younger just watching. He turned again and furrowed his brow, not sure what she meant... but mediating.. he felt more intune when he did that.. "OH.. okay.. so.. now that you've meditated.. what am I thinking.." he asked, leaning towards her, his chocolate eyes glued to her silver hued ones...
Captivating.. absolutely captivating..
It was strange how fast he seemed to forget the rules between student/teacher relationships when he looked at her... Before he had a grasp of what he was doing, he was sweeping long wavy locks of hair from her face to see her... He gave a soft chuckle, almost in awe as he looked her over, and then let his rough fingertips brush over her cheek, forgetting she was Arizona for a minute, his mind somehow mistaking her for Stormy... He didn't seem to catch on any faster, and before she could answer, he was leaning in for his lips to graze hers... |
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Post by arizona cassaway. on May 24, 2009 15:30:03 GMT -5
Uh.. no, actually I haven't.. surprisingly.. so you have some sort of otherworldly talent? I knew you could read minds..
[/i][/color] she looked at him and shook her head just slightly. my friend tuna can read minds, i read intentions. . .[/b] she explained calmly. when she released the dandelion puffs out into the night, she let her worries go with them, all of them. OH.. okay.. so.. now that you've meditated.. what am I thinking..[/i][/color] she looked at him, and there was just something in his eyes, and then she felt something brush against her lips and face. her head ducked now, her hair falling over her face, but, she felt him reach over and push her long hair away, felt his caloused fingers brush against her cheek, forcing her against her will to turn her head. her silvery eyes looked into his, which were steadily getting closer. for a moment, her mind panicked, logic screaming at her to stop all of this, but, she just couldn't. she didn't know why, but, she just couldn't. and then his lips were almost touching hers when she finally pushed logic and rules, her whole mainframe out the window and just let herself go with the flow. leaning forward, she got rid of the minute distance between them, and she felt her lips brush his.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by eric on May 24, 2009 15:36:26 GMT -5
Well now he felt like a dumbass... Here he thought she read minds... but it was just undeveloped actions.. when she hesitated, he almost pulled back, shocked at his actions... but when her lips touched his, it was like she'd set him on fire.. Of course he'd not hurt her, but the instant gush of goosebumps littered his flesh when he leaned forward was obvious, the proximity of their bodies becoming closer..
Oh no.. he'd be gentle.. and if she said stop.. he would..
Not that he wouldn't be shocked.. but then again, he didn't really think about Stormy in the next few moments, his mind flashing between the two females inadvertently for a second. Letting his hand move to cup her cheek, he supported his weight on the other hand, placed on the bench, and remained where he was.. What the hell was he doing? He really didn't have a clue why he'd done this.. but now that he was here, he didn't want to quit.. her lips were exquisite, and he hadn't felt like this in at least 6 months.. Inhaling through his nose, he attempted feebly to calm his heart beat and head as it flew around aimlessly, touching on half developed ideas..
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Post by arizona cassaway. on May 24, 2009 15:51:12 GMT -5
she felt a spark of energy run through her entire body, making her shiver involuntarily. she felt him lean closer, and she let her arms wrap around his neck, simply because she couldn't figure out any where else for them. her mind had long since left her, and only her talent and senses remained. but, she let her talent just shut off, she didn't want to know what he was going to do, for once, she just let herself be normal. but, she was just amazed that she was actually letting herself do this, she had to be crazy, but, something just felt. . . right.
but no, this was a teacher. they were forbidden to do stuff like this, forbidden to have a relationship with a student. she felt him breath in through his nose, and she couldn't help but be slightly amazed at what playing the oboe for 6 years had done to her lungs. she could feel his heartbeat pounding in his chest, and she had just enough logic left in her to be able to slow her own, but, she was on the edge of just letting herself be free completely. around them, the wind blew, catching her long hair easily and playing with it.
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Post by eric on May 24, 2009 15:58:07 GMT -5
Eric felt himself slipping from all right mindedness and into this frenzied panic of keeping his lips attached to hers.. when her fingers grazed the back part of his neck, he went to instinctively lift her to him, keeping her close.. God what was he getting himself into.. Something about her was so desirable, and it wasn't because she looked like an ex either. It was just... something he couldn't put a finger on.. Letting one hand go to rest on her lower back, he lifted the other to tangle in her hair, his lungs filling his chest slowly as in inhaled and exhaled again...
It was slightly scary, really, what she did to him to make him act like this.. Scary because he didn't know what it was she'd done... but he didn't mind, ironically. Just having her against him was enough to make his heartbeat increase ten fold.. He almost let a groan split their kiss, but he fought it down, focusing on her lips... Okay, so at 25 he'd had a fair share of woman at his control, but it was actually her controling him at this moment.. if she asked him, or implied anything, he'd be sure to jump on it. However, it seemed more complicated that she wasn't his... did he even want her to be his?
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Post by arizona cassaway. on May 24, 2009 16:10:05 GMT -5
arizona cassaway was not someone to not be in control of everything. she was slightly scared of the fact that she wasn't in control of her thoughts, nor her talent, nor anything other than the kiss. she felt him pull her closer, his hand resting in the small of her back and felt his other hand in her hair, tangling up in the mess. she pressed her lips closer into his, she hadn't thought it was possible, but, she managed it. the closeness of their bodies let her feel his heart rate, it was like that of a horse that had just run in the kentucky derby, and she was sure that her own wasn't that far behind.
she didn't get it, she'd never had a boyfriend back at proclivity, never, and yet, here she was, just shy of making out with a teacher. what had she gotten herself into? but, of course, nothing could be this perfect right? correctomundo. she heard her phone vibrate where it sat on her computer. and then heard a click as sky hacked into it, answering it from their computer. arizona nicole marioette cassaway, what the hell are y-
[/b][/i] letting one hand reach behind her, not breaking the kiss, she hit the power button, sending them into silence once more. but this time, she also turned the phone itself off. she didn't want this to end, despite all logic.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by eric on May 24, 2009 16:17:04 GMT -5
He was not letting his body get carried away by a 17 year old, was he?! I think he was... The change in body temperature for him was the first thing that proved it... but when she shut off the computer and phone, he felt himself lose all hope of stopping unless she made him.. Oh no.. now she'd gotten him heated it would be like telling the worlds fastest race horse not to run if she told him to quit.. He lost control of everything, and let a moan enter her lips from his, begging her absentmindedly for more.. god he was horrible.. but that was the last thought crossing his mind at the moment.
Leaving her lips, he dove for her neck, only for a moment however.. he couldn't stay away for that long.. Those lips must have been dipped in sugar, because it was his newest addiction. He wimpered softly, feeling weak and vunerable under her control, and let his lips return to hers after a moment.. God if only she knew what power she had over him. He was probably the weakest he'd been in months when it came to women... and it certainly scared him, not that he cared at the moment.. when she shifted slightly as he did, his fingers grazed her lower back's flesh... and another moan split the kiss they shared...
She had him eating out of the palm of her hand... *ooc: I dunno where you wanna end this... so just lemme know before that post so I can make a drastic change...* |
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Post by arizona cassaway. on May 24, 2009 16:31:30 GMT -5
this guy seemed so willing to just be with her, that was unlike anything she'd ever seen. his skin was practically burning against hers, and she didn't run much of a body temperature anyway, so the fact that it was like fire was saying something. she felt and heard him moan, and she felt her face grow warm, what was she doing? logic was beginning to seep back into her, but, not quick enough. around them, the breeze picked up once more, almost a gust this time, but she didn't care. she wasn't cold.
she felt herself shiver when his lips left hers, and this time moved down to her neck, in the minscule amount of time, she was able to get a bit of air into her lungs, try to get some oxygen up to her brain, but, it clearly wasn't working because her head tilted back and her eyelids flickered. shit. no, he was 25! she was 17. it was illegal, immoral, and probably would get them both kicked out of the school if someone saw this. she was a little disappointed when his lips no longer touched her, but, then they were back at hers, kissing her almost hungrily. but then she felt his hand brush against a little patch of skin on the small of her back where her shirt had rissen up and she just gasped a little, feeling electricity run back through her body.
she heard him moan again, and then felt herself shiver again. the hand she'd used to turn off her phone had returned to wrap around his neck, and she just let herself be free again, focusing soley on the fact that she was kissing him.
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Post by eric on May 24, 2009 16:38:24 GMT -5
His hands fled her body to free himself of his heat... Gripping the seam of his shirt, he yanked it up over his head, dropping it by her computer, only breaking their kiss for a second... No.. no.. he couldn't be ridding himself of item yet... but there was a magnitude of difference filling his shorts quickly, and he knew that it meant trouble.. Not only because he would be unprotected, but because it was illegal, and... shit.. His mind was coming to... He groaned softly against her lips, reluctantly slowing the pace of their kisses to a slow, his hands going to rest on her hips..
"Oh shit.. Ari... zona.. I can't do this.."
Pulling away from her face, he let his eyes slowly open, his breath coming in long pants as he looked up at her.. He couldn't believe he actually wanted it.. that's what bothered him more. Shaking his head slowly, he lowered his eyes in shame. Dammit! He inhaled softly trying to calm himself, and looked back up at her.. "I'm so sorry.. god.. I don't know what I was thinking.. and..I.. oh jesus.. I could have hurt you..." tipping his head back, he groaned again, and proceeded to move away from her.. He felt like he was the filthiest man on earth, and even though his body still screamed for every inch of her, his mind screamed back in shock that he wanted to ruin her innocence.. "I can't do that to you.. to me.. to us.." Blinking, he hung his head in shame... |
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Post by arizona cassaway. on May 24, 2009 16:54:19 GMT -5
`zona felt him take his hands off of her, and then he broke the kiss for only a moment, and then he was shirt-less. she didn't know why, but this little fact just made her feel a little more excited, pressing herself closer, no longer in any control of her actions, she felt him groan. and it was at that point that the first little bits of logic began to take hold in her brain. his kisses began to slow down until they were nonexistant, and his hands rested on her hips. Oh shit.. Ari... zona.. I can't do this..
[/i][/color] her eyes slowly opened, looking over at the shirtless teacher before her. they were both breathing heavily, and he had pulled his face a little ways away from hers. with every breath she took, more and more logic embedded itself within her brain. she saw what they'd almost done, saw her hair now falling over her face in little tendrils, felt the fact that her lips were slightly swollen. everything. I'm so sorry.. god.. I don't know what I was thinking.. and..I.. oh jesus.. I could have hurt you...[/i][/color] he was moving a little farther away from her now, and she pushed herself over to the other end of the bench, her green eyes showing her humility. god, what had she been thinking? oh yeah, she hadn't been. it wouldn't have meant much to her, another school switch? big deal, but, for him, he would have lost his job, his teaching lisence. . . everything. I can't do that to you.. to me.. to us..[/i][/color] her eyes weren't aimed at him, she was looking away, off into the trees, oh how she just wanted to run. but, she wouldn't. couldn't. she couldn't move. her breathing had begun to slow, but her heartbeat was still racing. how had she let herself do that? a tear slipped into her eye, but she blinked it away, no., she wouldn't let that happen. but, she'd let one of her biggest fears happen to her, she'd lost control. i'm sorry, eric. that was the first time she'd said his name. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by eric on Jun 1, 2009 9:31:28 GMT -5
That had to be the first time he'd heard her, or any student for that matter, use his real name. It almost took him into a world of confusion, but he settled his mind and looked her over carefully, watching her scramble to find her mind.. he was doing the same. Pulling his shirt back over his head after he located it, he adjusted the torn material over his torso, and looked at her.. "No, you know what, this was my fault. Don't even worry about it. I won't say a word, and I expect you to do the same. I'll see you at school, I guess.."
How was he supposed to have a normal outlook on this student/teacher relationship when all he could think about was how badly he wanted her at that last second, and how horrible it was for him to fight to walk away. God, he thought back to his first time when he was 17... That had been a long time ago, but the feeling of wanting her that badly was familiar when he thought back to his first time. He shook his head and turned from her, his path heading for the apartment he'd left to commit this horrible act... He felt dirty... almost unfit to have even thought about her like that... but he had, and there was no taking it back.
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