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- Princess Chance - 10-19-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> Sorry for the wait, dear! Backdated to the 11th, to avoid her worrying 'bout his face? Ollllld table. o.o 500+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 10-23-2009 [html] No worries! <3 And yes! 300+ Maybe he should have given her more notice as to when he was coming, but it felt like so long since he had seen her and the urge had swept him away. So he had taken Drogon and gone to Crimson Dreams to pick her up and take her back to Cour des Miracles. He wanted to show her his home and his pack. Part of him still wanted to prove to her that he truly was who he said he was and it wasn't all some ploy. On horseback it really didn't take long to travel between the two packs, a fact that Haven was thankful for for many reasons. Today especially since it had unfortunately began to rain on them on the last parts of the way back. He had hoped the weather would hold up until they got back to his house but they hadn't been so lucky. Oh well, it was lucky that Princess had thought ahead and brought some extra clothing with her. He, on the other hand, had not thought ahead. The jacket and pants were the only ones he had and they were soaked. Princess was in the bathroom changing and he shrugged his shoulders and he peeled the jacket off first and then the jeans. He would just have to wait for them to dry. Grabbing a towel he started to dry himself off as best he could, it wouldn't do to drip all over his furniture. Gaze strayed over to the bathroom, wondering what she was going to come out wearing. Whatever it was he was certain she would look beautiful in it. It had felt good, feeling her holding onto him during the ride. Honestly he was a little embarrassed at how good it had felt. His mind kept wandering places and he wanted to slap himself to make it stop. The hybrid shook his head, he needed to stop letting those memories take over. He heard his name and spun around and all the strength to push the hormonal thoughts from his mind evaporated. Jade eyes grew wide and his mouth hung slightly agape. Dear god. It took him a few moments to realize he was staring and she was expecting an answer from him. "Uh...wow. Princess you look...amazing." Heat flushed his face and he knew under his fur he was a bright shade of red. Her incredibly alluring appearance was enough to distract him from the fact that he had no clothes on, only a towel held haphazardly in front of his waist. It was a good thing it was held there though, for the blushing wasn't the only physical response that was brewing. Swallowing and trying unsuccessfully to suppress the thoughts bombarding him he looked around. "So yeah, this is where I live, heh..." Haven bit his lip, glancing back to her. - Princess Chance - 10-27-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:408px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> 500+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 10-30-2009 [html] 300+ Haven hadn't been expecting this. Princess was always beautiful, but in the see-through black dress draping lightly over her frame he couldn't help but have less than honorable thoughts come to him. Heat not only radiated in his cheeks but washed throughout his body. In fact, her stunning appearance was making him miss the incredibly embarrassing situation that his body was about to put him in. The yearling had never felt these kind of urges so strongly before and he didn't have the first clue as to how to contain them or prevent himself from getting aroused. It wouldn't have been as bad if they hadn't already slept together, but since they had moments from that night played over and over in his mind, making things all the more...difficult. He liked Princess, he really did and he didn't want to screw this up. He didn't want her to get the wrong impression of him. The smile that he made flower on her face made him smile as well. She was even prettier when she smiled. That smile was so innocent and accessible, it momentarily relieved his worries. But at the mention of his towel he looked down and saw his predicament. Jaws clamped down tight. Oh shit. Panic lit in the back of his mind, though on the outside he remained amazing calm and composed. How was he going to hide that? A nervous chuckled came from his lips. "Heh, thanks. I only have the one set of clothes, unfortunately. Didn't plan ahead." As he spoke he took a seat on the couch, bunching up the towel and laying it in his lap, hoping that it wouldn't show through the soggy fabric. One arm laid along the top end of the couch and as he smiled up at her there was an invitation in his eyes. His subconscious definitely wanted her close, and while his conscious didn't want her at a distance per se he also didn't want her to find out about his condition. Regardless he couldn't hide the wish for her to sit near him from his gaze. "Yeah, it's a pretty good size, but not unmanageable. And yeah, I live alone. The second room is just for visitors." He hesitated as to whether or not to say she could stay there tonight. On one hand he didn't want it to seem like he didn't want her around him, but at the same time he didn't want to come off as trying to get her into bed. Again. This was a delicate situation and he needed to choose what he said and didn't say carefully, so he left it at that. - Princess Chance - 11-03-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:408px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> Hehe. <3 500+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 11-04-2009 [html] <3 300+ He was glad when she came and sat next to him, though he honestly hadn't expected her to sit as close to him as she did. A warm contentment radiated from where they touched and he couldn't help but smile at it. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach, but it was a good feeling. I comforted him to know that she wanted to be that close. One of his main concerns was that she would fear that he only wanted her because of the physical realm they had both first expressed themselves in, which couldn't be further than the truth. Yes, he couldn't deny such things were nice, but he wanted more than that. He wasn't Jac, who was perfectly happy sleeping around and gaining no attachment to his affairs. No, Haven wanted someone to love, and someone to love him. Eventually, he thought, he'd like a family. Not for a good long while, he was far from being ready to be a father, but sometime it would be nice. As she leaned closer and draped her leg across his knees his mind was brought back to the sticky situation he was in. He looked at her leg, appreciating its subtle curves and wanting to run his hands over it. The smell of her hair mixed with the freshness of the rain made his heart quicken. The male doubted she even realized the kind of power she was currently holding over him and the reactions she was causing, but he was painfully aware of it all. Each second that ticked by he felt the desire grow and his willpower to suppress it shrink. He wanted more than just sex with her, but right at the moment that was all his body was focusing on. He wanted to groan from the frustration of it all. Hopefully she would remain ignorant of his condition. Surely it would go away on its own with time, right? "No. Barely ever. Occasionally Mati comes, but that's about it." Even so his sister had only come to stay the night on a couple occasions. Most of the time he had the house to himself, which he had to admit was nice. It was his little sanctuary where he could escape to if he wanted. He was able to keep things exactly how he wanted them and not worry about anyone messing with his things. He didn't have too many possessions, but those that he did have were very important to him. Haven's one arm wrapped around her shoulders gently, his fingers brushing against the fur on her arm. His nose nuzzled the top of her head, taking in more of her delectable smell. He really shouldn't be doing any of that currently, but he found he couldn't help himself. - Princess Chance - 11-07-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:408px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> -gigglefit- <3 300+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 11-07-2009 [html] Oh man XD 300+ Haven's face briefly contorted into a frown when Princess spoke on the subject of his sister. He knew that what had happened had been hard on Mati. He still didn't understand completely how it had affected her so seriously, but he had stopped trying to question it. The plain fact was that she had been and he was sorry that he had done anything to hurt her. He had had a feeling that she wouldn't warm up to Princess right away, but hopefully in not too long she could get over whatever was standing in the way of the two girls seeing eye-to-eye and things would get better. "Just give her some time," he said quietly but reassuringly. "She just worries about me." The last time he had seen his sibling he had asked her to give Princess a chance and he trusted that she would keep her word, even if it didn't come right away. Mati wasn't the type to be mean to someone simply out of spite. She leaned even closer and the smile returned to his face. Then she kept getting closer, and closer, and sliding her way onto his...oh no. Haven's eyes widened in panic. As she situated herself on his lap he felt the pressure of her body and softly whimpered in both pleasure and embarrassment. He felt like such a sleaze! They had been having a nice conversation and he had been doing his all to hide this from her and now there it was. Ears flattened against his head as she spoke, his face burning with shame. "Princess, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean...I couldn't help it..." Excuses, excuses. They all seemed so contrived and he hated it. He really was sorry! He really hadn't meant for this to happen! "You just looked so...well...sexy, and it just...happened..." Oh yeah, that sounds real good. He wanted to go hide in a closet he was so embarrassed. She was probably disgusted with him. Why did he always have to go mess everything up? - Princess Chance - 11-09-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:408px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> hehehe. x3 300+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 11-09-2009 [html] 300+ Oh, what had he done? Stupid, stupid, stupid! He hadn't thought he would be so weak, to get all excited so quickly and easily. They hadn't even been touching or anything when that had happened! Was he really that shallow? Haven didn't like to think so, but the physical evidence was hard to argue with. If he had just been able to make it go away this wouldn't have happened. But now here they were, she knew what was going on and all he could do to try and make it better was to throw silly excuses at her. At least they sounded silly to him. No matter what his brain seemed to think, his body was enjoying all this and it just made him feel sick. He felt like a pig, like scum, like every horrible stereotype there was about men. He hadn't ever thought he was like any of that, he had thought he was above it all. He respected women and never wanted any girl to think that he only wanted that from her. Here was though, for every though being angry at himself there was another about how much he wanted to do that with Princess again; about how good she felt sitting there on his lap. Wait...what? It wasn't until that moment that he realized that she was still sitting there. She hadn't jumped away from him, hadn't acted disgusted. Then she giggled. Giggled? So she wasn't upset with him? She wasn't offended? Haven looked at her dumbstruck. "You...you were? Really?" He had thought it had only been him who couldn't get their first night together out of his head. Haven coughed a little, trying to reel in the crazed thoughts that were flying everywhere in his head. "Well you, uh, you certainly pulled that off." He couldn't help but laugh a little. It was a little funny, he supposed. When her hand touched his he wrapped his fingers around it and brought it to his mouth, placing a soft kiss on it. "I am sorry though, I really didn't mean for things to take a turn this way. I don't want you to think that's all I want." It wasn't, it wasn't at all. He wanted so much more than just the physicality. "You don't...have to stay there if you don't want to..." Though the base, animalistic part of his brain was hoping that she would. - Princess Chance - 11-13-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:408px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> 300+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 11-13-2009 [html] 300+ When he thought about it he didn't know why he had thought such things wouldn't be on her mind as well. Judging from her foggily remembered reactions that night and how she hadn't hated him afterwords he guessed that she had enjoyed it as much as he had. It wasn't like there was a rule that guys were the only ones who enjoyed such copulations. Plus, it told him something about her. Once more it confirmed how mature she was and that she was her own person. She wasn't dependent on him as it had sometimes seemed to be with Siobhan. Haven wanted to feel wanted and needed of course, but he had his life and she had her's. He liked thinking that she was perfectly fine without him when they couldn't spend time together. It wouldn't be any fun to be constantly worried about it. Crimson Dreams was safe though, and no matter what the feelings were between himself and her brother, it was clear that Ares wouldn't let anything happen to her. Haven smiled back at her, once again struck by her beauty. He also wished that the ill feelings that ran between all of the siblings could be remedied. He trusted Mati to keep her word and give Princess a chance. It might take her longer than he would like, but he hoped that sooner or later she would be able to look past the drama that had happened and see that Princess was a nice girl and not some sort of seductress (if anyone had played that role that night it would have been him). The Knight also wanted to prove to Ares that he wasn't trying to use his sister in any way. The only way he could think how to prove that though was by doing the best he could by Princess, and he would do that without hesitation. Haven wasn't a complete stranger to the feelings that were growing inside his heart for the Chance girl. He wanted to make her happy and to treat her right. Still, the boy was surprised when Princess stated that she wanted to stay where she was. A part of him was excited and elated, but another part was confused. Had she understood him correctly? He hadn't been asking if she wanted to stay in the house but if she had wanted to get off his lap considering his current condition. "O-of course..." Now what should he do? She was still there, sitting on him. He knew what he wanted to do, but did she? Being sober as he was, he was much more hesitant and worried about things. He decided to test the waters though. His free hand went to rest lightly on her lower back and his neck craned forward to kiss her lips. It was a soft kiss, to see if she even wanted the contact. - Princess Chance - 11-16-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> I love them. =D 500+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 11-17-2009 [html] me too! 300+ Not being intoxicated changed things a lot. When he had been drunk almost all of his normal hesitations and nervousness had been muted and he had just been completely in the moment. He had still worried about hurting her or doing anything she didn't want, but he had known what he wanted and wasn't afraid of it. While he wasn't exactly afraid, he was also very confused. His body and his hormones was screaming for what they had done before but Haven wasn't sure that was what was best. He was attracted to her, there was no question about that, and he liked her. The things he wanted to avoid was seeming like he hadn't meant his words about not only wanting this or making her in any way uncomfortable. He would never ever try to force her to do anything she didn't want to do. Haven was not that guy, he was not his father. But if she wanted it too, then it couldn't really hurt either of them, right? She moved closer to him and his lungs expanded, excitement tingling throughout his entire form. Even her soft touch on his side was enough to elicit a sigh from him. Princess kissed him back, lightly as he had her, and the male couldn't help but press more into that locking of their lips. It wasn't a forceful motion, it was a reassurance to her that he wanted her and he wanted this, if she did. Despite how somewhat painful things were getting down there if at any point she decided otherwise and wanted to stop then they would stop. His hand on her back pulled her even closer, gently pressuring on her back. The other hand moved to her head and his fingers entwined in her wet, tangled hair. She was so amazing, and even though he was nervous, he found that the passion he had felt for her that first night had all been true and was raging back now. The alcohol hadn't amplified that, he felt that for her completely on his own. - Princess Chance - 11-25-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> -is a fail- And I'm not particularly happy with this post, either. . . Can't place why, though. 300+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 11-27-2009 [html] I think it's fine! <3 300+ The arching of her body against his made him murmur a soft moan. His thoughts were quickly being clouded with the arousal that was surging through his veins. No, he hadn't wanted or meant for things to turn in this direction, but now that they had he wanted it. He wanted to feel her again, to lavish that attention on her. The youth wanted to make her feel good and, if their first night was any indication, he knew how to make her feel good this way. Love wasn't something he could apply to Princess yet, but he knew that that was the direction they were moving in. Already he was willing to see her and her alone, he had no desire to search out or be with other girls. They were already connected and there wasn't a single ounce of him that wanted to break that connection. He wanted her to know that he cared and wanted to do things for her. That she was important to him. His name breathed from his lips was like music. Posture straightened up and he kissed her more earnestly, one hand running slowly up her back. Princess was more intoxicating than alcohol could ever be. Except with her everything was sharp and clear instead of dulled and fuzzy. It was the ultimate high, being with her like this. Heart beat heavily in his chest, its pace picking up. Lips moved down her jawline, planting smaller kisses until he reached her neck, licking the fur there and breathing in her scent deeply. Haven wanted to just continue, but he needed to say something first. Pulling back he looked into her golden eyes. "Do you want this? I don't want to do anything you don't want to. If you're ever uncomfortable just tell me stop and I will." He needed to know this was okay. That she was okay. - Princess Chance - 11-28-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> 300+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 11-30-2009 [html] 300+ To him the most important thing was making sure that she was happy and was not feeling pressured by him at all. He didn't care if it would be uncomfortable to him for them to stop, he wouldn't ever force her to do anything. Even if she hadn't had a bad image of him, he needed her to see that he was a good guy and not what her brother feared that he was. He understood that protectiveness, he had it for his own sister, and that's why he hadn't been upset with Ares for the way he had reacted. If their situations had been switched he would have reacted in the exact same way. He didn't think girls were weak, not at all, but they were more vulnerable in these situations. Haven wanted Princess to know that she could trust him and that he wasn't acting out of any selfish desires. Bi-colored ears cupped forward attentively to catch her answer and it was impossible for him to not feel excited over it. His nerves tingled as her mouth teased his ear; he was putty in her hands. His nose brushed against her collarbone and then his teeth delicately nibbled on the protruding bone, his fingers pressing against her back. The word "please" was a cue to him and one arm moved to cradle her rear and the other held her at her upper back. With a surge of strength he stood up and lifted Princess along with him. Slowly his feet carried them into his room. This was where he wanted to be for this, not in the living room but in his room, on his bed. This was where she deserved to be for such an act. Carefully he brought himself to be kneeling on the end of the bed and from there he laid her down on her back as he hovered over her. He spent a moment smiling down at her and then his lips went to her neck again, kissing and licking the tender skin. The arm that had been holding her up moved to her leg and ran up the outside of her thigh to her hip, moving part of her dress aside in the process. "I'll do whatever you want me to," he whispered to her in a husky voice. - Princess Chance - 12-09-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px;"> I suck, I'm sorry. -.-; I'll make this a "reply as soon as one is put up" thread, since it's older and it's them. <33 And this post is very bad, but it took forever to write, for some reason. =/ See, it's so much suck that my ooc note is almost as long as the post itself. >.>; 300+ words.
[/html] - Haven Aatte - 12-20-2009 [html] It's all good hun <3 sorry, short D: If Haven had been able to read her thoughts he would have been so happy to know that she felt wanted and accepted by him. Even though the worries were ebbing away, he still feared that she might think that he was taking some kind of advantage of her. That he was only interested in the physical aspect of their relationship. Even though she said she wanted this too and he had made sure multiple times he still worried. He never wanted to make her, or any girl, feel used by him. It would have broken his heart to know that anyone ever felt like that because of him. He only wanted to protect people, not to hurt them. Hopefully Princess knew that he would always protect her, even if he had to protect her from himself and his baser urges. The Knight wanted his Princess to feel amazing. He wanted to simply lavish attention upon her. His tongue could get enough of her taste; his fingers could feel enough of her. The hybrid nearly purred when he felt her fingers brush along his cheek. At her instruction he gladly obliged, kissing her tenderly at first and then a bit more passionately. The heat was already surging through his veins, but he wanted to take this slow. He wanted them both to feel everything that they wanted to feel and experience everything they wanted to experience. This would be different than the last time. It would have more meaning to it, more care. |