A HOME COOKED MEAL...[break]

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[break]he's quiet, while she works her magic on the meal; lips meeting the edge of his cup in small, tender sips. he barely scratched the surface of the liquor when she returns.
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that was until she asks her question.
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he gulps a larger portion, this time, breath coming out audibly from the exertion.
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"no where special. vermilli'n born 'n raised."
[break][break]
he'd never run from somewhere as fast as he had there. was determined to never do so again.
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"y'know, mom 'n dad 'n all that stuff."
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his breathe came slower, and more heavier, against his will.

A HOME COOKED MEAL...[break]

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[break]"ye, is that right?"
[break][break]
he files away the word, aiming to look it up later. no use in admitting his vocabulary was ninth grade at best.
[break][break]
"it wasn't that bad."
[break][break]
he protests, but his grin doesn't slip.
[break][break]
"but yers is better, i'll give ye that. to us."
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he echoes, voice soft. the bitter brown hits his tongue, and he doesn't even flinch. not anymore.

A HOME COOKED MEAL...[break]

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[break]admittedly, part of his attraction to the woman was the peace she exuded; a peace denied from him, no matter how often he sought for it. it made her a beacon, and a calming presence, amidst the hurricane of emotions he usually tempered.
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"good trouble though."
[break][break]
he says, grinning as he undoes the cap. two red solo cups, stacked together, are placed between the two as they recline. small, cheap ice from a convenience store fill a quarter each. he pours them both a respectable amount.
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"to... campin'."
[break][break]
a toast.

A CHANCE ENCOUNTER AS HOT AS THEIR LAST...[break]

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[break]
a wounded animal, she sees a threat, or ill-intention in any action king does. even now, supplicant, and innocent, she sees motive. she wore trauma like an all too familiar cloak, nestling inside for comfort against the cold, harsh world.
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he sighs, chest heaving heavily.
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"settle yer nerves with a drink, ace."
[break][break]
he all but commands, voice soft, and lacking any real authority. he reaches out to pour her a glass, and hands it to her, a neutral smile on his lips.

Emma Wolfe[break]
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A HEATED EXCHANGE...[break]

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[break]
she steeled herself against his coyote like charm and predatorial gaze. like senses like, and she doesn't appreciate it.
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good.
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"like what?"
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he pipes up coyly, watching her down the drink in all too familiar motion. it forces a small, breathless chuckle from him.
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"ye'll need ta come closer for more."
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he lets the innuendo hang. also an innuendo.

Antoinette Spina [break]
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HM, THIS ISN'T SO BAD...[break]

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[break]
that's all it takes.
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he chuckles, an edge of confidence - or was it cockiness? - to it.
[break][break]
"i know where ta start, don't ye worry 'bout that."
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he was conflicted, of course, but he'd learned a trick a while back when it came to women.
[break][break]
start slow. start low.
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warm, and thick, he rubs the liquid between eager fingers. as he stands, his eyes wander aggressively, as he appreciates the form of the woman. her form left supple room for both his eyes, and readied fingers, to appreciate in the minutes - or longer - to come, and he gets to work at the base.
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working out, to in, he kneads fingers into soft flesh at the base of her leg, feeling the muscle of her calves give way to the unstoppable hunger that was his massaging technique. from there, he only worked his way up, finding the meat of her inner thigh to be a particular place of interest, and one he would focus on with great care.
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"how's that?"
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he always appreciated a woman that could tell ye where to put it.




[break]

illeana reyes

A HEATED EXCHANGE...[break]

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[break]
her silence is telling. she was a woman who was a little more than used to getting what she wanted, which is why her earlier supplication had been so jarring on the woman. he snickered, the edge on one side of his lips turning upwards in a mischievous grin.
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"comin' right up."
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like her, he was covered in the proof of their meeting. but where she hid them, he laid them out to bare; scars of a battlefield he'd triumphed.
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with a simple pour, and push of his fingers, the floating glassware heads in her direction. all the while, king sips his own, eyes laying claim to a well-earned victory.

Antoinette Spina [break]
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A HOME COOKED MEAL...[break]

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[break]while not much of a homebody - he needed his fill of social outings, and liquor, and they just so happened to mix convienantly at a pub - he wasn't exactly seeking the thrill of the great outdoors often.
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he contemplates what to say in response, but finds her words to hold a modicum of truth. it was peaceful. but where peace lingered, so too did the thoughts that hid in it's shadow. quiet made the voice in his head clearer, and that in turn led to very bad things in the charge of quieting it.
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"ye, it's not so bad i s'pose."
[break][break]
his lips turn upwards into a devilish grin, eager to turn the somber (he thought) subject to something more his speed. from his pack, he takes out a bottle of the good stuff. hard, brown, and all too bitter.
[break][break]
"made better with some of this, eh?"

A HEATED EXCHANGE...[break]

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[break]
king breathes heavily, chest rising and falling with a cling of moisture. whether that was sweat, the pool, or her - he didn't know. didn't matter to him, either.
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he'd gotten his little victory during. likely she'd be stewing on the the many times she said his name for days to come.
[break][break]
hah.
[break][break]
come.
[break][break]
"thirsty?"
[break][break]
he reaches for the bottle.
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Antoinette Spina [break]
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ENJOYING A RELAXING DIP, WHEN...[break]

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he didn't say anything to counter her. he knew what he was saying was just as much false bravado, as anything else. could his nightmares get worse? surely. he'd experienced them less and less lately, and only intensifying them further would bring another few years of haunted memories.
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last thing he wanted was to chase a memory at the bottom of a bottle again.
[break][break]
"so what do ye get out of this, eh?"
[break][break]
this stalemate was boring him equally. he'd opened her throat for her to take, and she didn't. now, she was parading about how she could kill him whenever he wanted. the threat proved idle, and empty. if not the thrill of the kill, then, the thrill of the fuck?
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"a little pulse to spark a dead soul? a memory ta fuck yerself taa or somethin'?"
[break][break]
she frustrated him more than any other woman he'd ever met.
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and he didn't fuckin' know why.
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he reaches out with one hand, grasping the sidelined bottle, careful to keep his eyes on the woman who danced with shadows.
[break][break]
"seems petty as fuck, 'n ye know what? i can respect that."
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before tipping the lid to his lips, he gives her a look, still aware of the pressure she was placing on an all too sensitive area.
[break][break]
"want some?"
[break][break]
enough with the posturing. why the fuck couldn't they enjoy themselves?

Lulu Flint

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A HOME COOKED MEAL...[break]

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[break]"ye, the silphs."
[break][break]
he gives a chuckle that's more air, than anything. an insanely powerful, and rich family. what he would have given to be in matias's shoes.
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he blinks, turning his head a bit too fast to look at sagira.
[break][break]
king realizes after he says it, that it comes out... wrong.
[break][break]
"no... not like that. i just meant, er, who's good at campin'? don't know many people that do it s'all."
[break][break]
nice save, dumbass.
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"do... ye do this often?"

A HOME COOKED MEAL...[break]

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"well, if we're comparin'... ye def came out better than matty. can't get any more smooth brained then him sometimes"
[break]
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he laughs, with an obvious hint of locker room joking, and sarcasm. king nods in confirmation, doing his best to shrug it off.
[break]
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"so i 'ave. it's not bad. more... mosquitos than i 'xpected. but the smell of fire wood has proved ta be... pleasant."

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he looks at her out of the corner of his eye, raising a small brow.
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"yer better at this campin' thing than i thought ye'd be."

ENJOYING A RELAXING DIP, WHEN...[break]

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king listens, turning his head on cue to peer into the darkness. the unpleasant gaze that stared back sent a shiver down his spine uncontrollably. he only turns his head back, when lulu dips hers again to get closer.
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"mm, true, ye can make yer tits look like shadows. that's certainly impressive."
[break][break]
his passive, unimpressed stare is slightly forced; she had an impressive display of abilities, and he was outclassed in every regard. still, he wouldn't show that.
[break][break]
"but go ahead, 'n peer into my dreams. yer gonna find that they can't be 'ne worse. what the fuck do i care that ye can make me fall asleep?"[break][break]

king gives the woman a toothy grin, one that goes directly against her veiled threats.
[break][break]
"so, ye either kill me, or ye don't, but ye sure as fuck ain't gonna control me. i promise ye that."
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he gives the shadows a subtle glance.
[break][break]
"both ye and yer god can shove that idea straight up yer asses."

Lulu Flint

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