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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 23, 2010 5:11:22 GMT -5
When she spoke he raised up his hands and turned his head away. "I know, and I don't wanna know..." Her next few words forced a weird look to cross over Priestly's face. He was never one of those guys that said anything about period, hell, he never even talked about them. Never even mentioned to word. It was nasty, and he didn't really wanna know about. A girl says its that time, he just leaves them alone. "You're a strange cookie..." He finally said. It wasn't like he had much room to talk, but he said it anyways.
He just kept glaring at her. "Steve loves me. So back off." He gave her a semi warning glare. It wasn't really threating considering there was a faint smile curling the edges of his lips. He looked at her and merely shrugged. "Butts are nice to touch, well, if in shape. I don't like floppy butts...." His mind slightly wandered off for a few moments, weird ass things just kinda popping in there and what nots. He really didn't know either. I mean, if someone had a nice looking ass, well, it was a turn on. They are kinda like boobs for the back side.
The next few moments put a smirk on his face. She had no idea what she was getting herself into. "Alrighty then. I can be your personal hero." He flashed her a pearly white grin. It was kind of weird how she didn't even crack though. It was like she really meant it. Which was starting to play games with his mind. "If that were the case there is plenty of stuff for me to stare at, at work." He said rather matter-of-factly. He watched as the beaming smile hit her lips, and he let out a breath. "Good, 'cause the other words I was thinking of might get me slapped." He grin crossed his features again as he looked at her.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 23, 2010 5:30:53 GMT -5
With his words she just decided to drop the period talk. It was just kinda awkward. She couldn't help but smile at him. It was funny how he had the nerve to call her a strange cookie. She just rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue. Dakota stuck her hands in her super tight jean pockets. "I can't believe you're calling me strange... Come on." She mumbled with a small smile. Her phone vibrated in her pocket yet again, but all she did was smack her pocket, causing it to stop. It was probably her mother calling...again. It's not her fault she was having fun. The pregnancy tests could wait a little while.
Dakota put up her hands in a defensive way. "Alright, alright, don't hurt me."She mumbled. She listened to his comment, and looked back at her butt. "I don't have a floppy ass... Do I?" She didn't care if she had just asked an awkward question. As if he cared. He was pretty out there about this shit. Dakota looked over at him, a wide grin on his lips. The annoying jacket was riding up again, and she finally just decided to unzip it and take it off. Underneath was a little Zoo York tank top. It did excentuate her chest a little bit, but it didn't really bother her any.
She smiled at him. "I knew you would change your mind." Not like she was trying to flirt. Oh hell no... Dakota wasn't like that. Puh-lease. "Oh really? Well, I'm pretty sure none of it is all naturale." Dakota said with a shrug of her shoulders and a teasing smile. She pulled out a hand and rested it on her hip as she heard his last comment. "Hey now! I'm not unnattractive..." She pouted.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 23, 2010 5:48:23 GMT -5
Periods were awkward. Plain and simple. And Priestly didn't want anything to do with them. But then she stuck her tongue out at him. His crossed his arms tightly across his chest and stuck his tongue right back out at her, his eyes jeering like a little kid. "I have the right to say what ever the hell I want." He said with a smile that seemed just a little to big for what he was talking about. Then her phone went off the the billionth time, and she smacked it and it stopped. she needed to teach him that trick. "You know, when a phone does that it usually means that someone is trieing to get a hold of you." He wasn't trying to imply something, but if she needed to talk to someone and didn't want him ease dropping he would gladly step aside.
Her question made one of his eyebrows shoot up. His eyes trailed down to her butt, and he bit the inside of his lip. "Well,let me see...." He squinted, acting like he was reallying looking hard at it. "Eh, only one real way to find out." And with that he simply grabbed her ass. It wasn't like a hard squeeze or anything, just a casual grab, well, as casual as ass grabbing could get. After the quick moment, he nodded his head. "Just as I suspected. Not a floppy ass." He flashed her a grin before looking back at her butt for a split second. Then she stripped off the jacket and for a split second he caught himself looking at her chest. He quickly looked away, hoping she hadn't noticed.
He just looked at her. "Really? How'd you know? Can you read my mind?" He looked at her, his arms still folded on his chest. He laughed when she spoke again. "A, sweetheart? I can assure you it is." His crooked grin grin wider as he stood there. "I never said that." he said defensively as he looked at her. "That wasn't really the words that were forming." He was slightly wondering if she would press on with this matter or not, cause frankly, he didn't want to get slapped. But then again, she was kinda weird, so she might take it as a compliment.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 23, 2010 6:06:11 GMT -5
She just so happened to end up staring at him like he was a freak. That was her line. She was the only one allowed to say what she wanted to. "Well excuse me asshole." She said with a fake attitude and a snap of her fingers. Dakota then heard him talking about her phone. She obviously knew that someone was trying to get a hold of her. She wasn't completely hindered by stupidity. "Uh.... I know that. It's probably my mom wondering where I could possibly be." She answered with a shrug of her shoulders. Her ears would be chewed off when she got home. Oh well. To her it was well worth it.
She wasn't really surprised that he had grabbed her ass, but for some reason she felt a rosey color come to her cheeks. Dakota looked down at the tile, letting her hair hang down in front of her face to hide the blush. There was a small smile on her lips, and with her hands she put them on her cheeks, looking back up at him. "Yep, it's a nice one ain't it? I've been growing it for as long as I can remember." Her words were soft as she spoke, a small smile on her lips.
"I really don't think I would want to. I'm pretty sure I'd be seeing alot of me." She said with a smile and a wink. Dakota looked at him, brow raised and brown eyes wide. Her hands slipped from her face as the heat faded away, and she slowly began to twirl her hair around her right index finger. "Okeh dokeh... Ya know what? I'm bored. Entertain me." She whined as she pulled her head back to look at the ceiling. Dakota didn't care how wrong that sounded, she just wanted something to do besides stand there in Dollar Store.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 23, 2010 6:23:26 GMT -5
Priestly herd her words loud and clear. The funny thing, he only smiled. Sadly, he had herd that phrase one to many times. He ad grown accustomed to it. The snap make him laugh though. It just didn't seem right coming from her. He gave her a glare for her rather blunt answer. "Why don't you just turn off your phone?" The buzzing noise was slightly getting annoying, and it wasn't like she was checking the phone to make sure her friends weren't trying to get a hold of her, so why not turn it off? Seemed like a good enough reason.
He had to say, that he was kind of surprised by her actions. He figured she knew he would grab her ass, so why act so shy about it? It wasn't like it was a bad muscle she was growing either. Priestly had rightly enjoyed those brief seconds were he touched it. She looked kind of stupid with her hands on her cheeks when she looked at him, but he didn't say anything. "For as long as you can remember? Wow, pretty impressive." He gave a faint grin, his gray-green eyes still on her.
He laughed when she spoke. "And it wouldn't be what you're wearing now." He flashed her another toothy grin. She finally took her hands away from her face, and stopped looking like a retard. But her next few words made her laugh. "Right here? In public?" He asked, his grin still standing strong. "You know we could get in trouble for that." She looked slightly crazy again as she pulled her hair up, but she did kind of have a point. They had been standing in the same spot for a long while now. But why should he entertain her? It should defiantly be the other way around.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 23, 2010 6:48:28 GMT -5
She ended up rolling her eyes at him again. It seemed like she did that alot. If she didn't want to turn off her phone she didn't have to turn off her phone. "Why are you whining about it? I just think someone needs a nap." Dakota murmured with a soft smile. She pulled her phone out of her pocket, noticing the two missed calls were from her mother, and there was a voicemail. Just for him she put it on silent. The phone was soon slipped back into her tight pockets, her light brown eyes back on the boy. She wondered if he was gonna whine and complain about anything else. Guys these days...
Did he think she was completely stupid? As if she didn't feel his eyes linger on her. She totally ignored it. It suddenly felt like all the fun had been sucked out of this conversation. "I know. I'm just that amazing." The words were simple along with the shrug that followed. Dakota just slowly started to rock back and forth on her heels, humming along to a little tune. She had to admit she felt like a little girl, but since when was that a bad thing? She looked down at the tile and soon zoned out. She was just staring bankly at all the lines.
His words soon snapped her from her little daze. "Oh, please, save that for later." She said with a wide grin. In no way was she surprised by his little comment. He was a perv, and hey, that's what pervs do. Dakota smiled widely at him, and kicked the basket out of the way some, taking a step towards him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her body against his, and stood on her tip-toes. "Then why don't we leave?" She whispered. You could just hear the smirk on her lips. Dakota pulled her head away, keeping only a couple innches from his face, her teeth biting into her lower lip.
She really didn't know where she was going with this, but she liked it.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 23, 2010 16:23:13 GMT -5
Whining? He wasn't whining.... Was he? His brow furrowed as he looked at her. "Well, I'm not gonna lie, a nap right now sounds pretty awesome." He watched as she slipped out her phone, did something to it, and put it back into her pocket. A smile grew on his face. It wasn't everyday people actually did what he told them to. "How can you stand to have your phone squished to your leg that that?" This time he really wasn't complaining, just curious. It looked like it would be super annoying, or freakishly uncomfortable when she sat down. He had one lone pocket on the side of his kilt, and he was annoyed with having his phone, wallet, and keys in there and it wasn't even a small pocket.
All teasing and such seemed to stop, and her answer was very simple. "Amazing? Really? Your not cool enough to be amazing." He slipped out the tease, but he didn't really put anything behind it. His words were rather just blunt. He stood there and watched as she rocked back and forth, his ears picking up on her little song. He wondered if it was a song she knew, or just sorta made up on the spot. But he would never find out, and he really wasn't that curious to ask, so he just let it slide.
Pervert was actually on overstatement. Sure he liked the thought of sexual things, but it wasn't on his brain all the time. It was just right now his imagination was running a little wild. It was her fault anyways, she kept it going. Her comment made him smile though. "Ah, so you plan on sticking around huh? Just can't get enough of me?" His eyes went down to the basket as she kicked it aside, then slowly came back up to meet hers. He watched her step closer, and felt the warmth from her arms as they slid around his neck. He took in a breath, his chest expanding and pressing into hers more. He listened to her whisper, his eyes still looking straight into hers. If she was trying to play mind games with him, she was defiantly winning. He wanted to kiss her, right then and there, but she had pulled her face back. His eyes dwindles down to her lips, and he noticed has she bit her lower one.
He leaned his head forward, pressing his forhead against hers, his gaze going directly into her eyes. "After you." He straightened back up and looked at her. He really was ready to leave know. The basket stayed off to the side and he would gladly pick it up, but he didn't want to move. He kind of enjoyed Dakota standing so close to him. But if they were to leave, he would have to atleast drop off some of the shit back at the store, though he didn't really want to, he needed to. [/blockquote][/size]
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 23, 2010 16:51:19 GMT -5
If she wasn't here right now she probably would be taking a snooze on the couch. She smiled at him, her light brown eyes wide. Dakota heard his question and just shrugged her little shoulders. "It doesn't really bother me any... I'm kinda used to it." She said with a little smile on her lips. She looked down at the huge bulge in her pocket. It did sometimes get in the way, pinching her skin and riding up. She had never really thought of it until now.
She narrowed her eyes playfully at him. "Excuse me? Not cool enough? You know I'm the best thing that has happened to you yet." Dakota went on with a prissy little smile on her lips. She pursed her lips and crinkled her nose up in that cute little way. Her hands rested on her hips, her posture holding alot of attitude. "I think I deserve something for that rude remark." She hinted as her pursed lips were curved into a nice smile. Dakota hoped he would catch on. It would be pretty stupid of him if he didn't.
Dakota smiled ever so sweetly at him. "Oh please, I couldn't leave you if I tried." She said, her face held that smile, but her tone sounded quite serious. Her fingers gently stroked the back of his neck, making their way to his back as they formed little circles. She looked at him through big brown eyes, resisting the urge to give him a soft kiss on the lips. Maybe she could give him just one. Dakota leaned her face in a little more, taking in a deep breath. What a day.
His forehead rested on hers and a sweet smile rested on her lips. "Thank you kind sir." She said softly. Dakota noticed how close they had gotten. His lips were right within reach, but she resisted the urge. With a sudden little burst of courage she tilted her head to the side, pressing her lips gingerly against his. She hoped he wouldn't mind, but then again he didn't seem to mind that her body was pressed against his.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 23, 2010 17:32:06 GMT -5
Priestly yawned. He couldn't help it. Just having the smallest thought about a nap made him tired. And what do people do when they are tired? They yawn. He looked over at her, giving her a look. "Kudos to you for being able to put up with it." He flashed her a grin. There was no way he would be able to pull it off. Hell, he was extremely picky about his jeans. The had to be loose, giving all the space and freedom he desired. Hints the kilt. It was nice and spacious, plus he just thought it was kick ass, so of course he was going to where it.
He let out a light chuckle when she spoke. "I don't know if I would say you were the best thing... but I guess you are pretty high up there." He flashed her another grin as he looked at her. He had to admit, she was fun to hang around. The only other people h really talked to were the people he worked with, and they were all girls, and well, kind of snobby. They never included him in stuff, she it was all tht fun. So being alone was something he got used to, and liked. but being around Dakota, that was pretty nice to. He still would call her amazing, but cool. He was amaing, and there was no way she could ever beat him.
The smile stayed on his face as he herd her serious voice. "I know, that's what all the ladies say. I'm just that addicting." There was a bit of an ego in his voice, but he was still just playing around. Her touch felt intoxicating as she stroked his neck, his eyes still looking into her brown ones. His muscles seemed to loosen on his back as her fingers encircled them. As he looked at her, he suddenly felt like she was some forbidden fruit. Like he wasn't supposed to take a bite, yet he really wanted to. Her leaning in didn't help at all either. He glanced at her before saring back at her lips a long while.
He loved her sweet smile, her voice sounding like velvet in his ears. But as they stood so close, it was almost lie there was a glimmer of something in her eyes. Her head tilted, and her lips met his. Sure she had been flirty, but he didn't actually think she would kiss him. It was nice though. His own lips pushed back onto her, his hands finially moving and sipping around her thin waist, he seemed to pull her closer to him. So much for leaving.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 23, 2010 17:56:25 GMT -5
Her eyes rolled playfully at him at his small comment. Dakota wasn't so much a picky girl. Well, when it came to everything that didn't envolve making her beautiful she wasn't picky. Her mother had always called her picky. When she was a child and her sucks didn't feel right when her shoes were on she would throw a fit. It was madly uncomfortable, and she made sure her mother knew it. Dakota was a bit of a brat, but she didn't let that bother her. "Well, at least I don't complain about everything." She teased with a little grin.
His chuckle made a small chill run down her spine. "It's nice to know that I mean so much." Her light brown eyes seemed to dance as the joy showed vibrantly. Dakota had to say he was quite a character. Most of her friends were guys, and all they did was flirt with her and try to act cool. Well, sure, he tried to act badass, but he wasn't completely obnoxious about it. Most of the time at least. She didn't get along with girls. They were so bitchy and were nothing much trouble. Plus, they stole all her little toys away from her. They were competition.
"Oh really your royal heighness? You must have all the girls bowing down as you walked past." She murmured, that tease dripping from her mouth. Dakota looked into his eyes, feeling them burning into her. She just continued with the calming circular motion on his back, a gentle smile on her lips. She felt as if right now she had him wrapped around her finger. Right now she was just wrapped up in the moment, enjoying every little second that passed.
It wasn't long before she felt his lips pressing against hers, his hands on her waist as he pulled her closer to him. Dakota barely tightened her grip around his neck, trying to pull him closer. She playfully bit down on his lower lip, smiling into the smile. She didn't think that they would be leaving anytime soon. They could always leave and just continue where they left off.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 24, 2010 3:01:56 GMT -5
He stuck out his tongue at her when she spoke. "I don't complain about everything, just certain things." A cheerful grin went on his face as he spoke. He wasn't afraid to admit it, sometimes he could be a baby. He got jealous easily, was a bit egotistic, and loved it when things went his way. If not, he might whine. So what? People could get over it. "You know, your complaining alot about me complaining." He flashed her a crooked grin. In his mind he was thinking, 'Ha! take that!'. Mental wing for Priestly.
He looked at her for a moment. At first he had thought she was being sarcastic, and almost said some crude comment, but then he stopped, and watched her eyes seem to lighten up a little. For some reason it actually made him feel good seeing her like this. "And what about me?' He said with a tease as he looked at her. "I'm pretty much your whole world, right?" A large, wide grin cracked onto his lips, it was hard to contain it.
Her next comment just made him laugh. He quickly stopped it though, and held his head high, almost sticking out his chest, looking like a bad impression of a king. "Well of course m'lady. They even swoon to my every word." His voice held strong, but the smile cracked back at the corners of his lips. But as her fingers kept circling around his back, he almost felt mesmerized, like she was waving a medaling in his face. He didn't know why he was like this either. He truly was wrapped around her finger. Hell, he was so wrapped, so curled, that he would probably never be able to go straight again. Well, not in the gay/straight way, but I think you get the picture.
His lips stayed with hers, not wanting to back away. She felt her pull him in closer, but there really was no need, he was already leaning more and more into her with every second. One of his hands slid up her back, trying to press her closer, even though it was physically impossible. Their chests were already smashed together, and it was a wonder how they weren't standing on each others feet. As she bit down on his lip, a small little sound came from him. It wasn't a moan or a laugh, but something in between. It only lasted a second, for there was another sound coming from someone else.
An elderly women and what looked to be her grandson were standing a few feet away from them. The little boys jaw was dropped in awe, and the women cleared her throat angrily to get their attention. It took a few moments, but Priestly finally snapped out of Dakota world and herd the women. With great sadness he broke their lips apart, but still held her close. His head turned to see the women, and immediately a small chuckle came from him. Pink tinted his cheeks as he looked back at Dakota, his arms slowly unwrapping from around her. The women just huffed, grabbed the boys hand, and proceeded down the aisle. "Perhaps we should continue this elsewhere?" He said as he looked at Dakota, a warm smile on his face.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 24, 2010 10:55:57 GMT -5
Dakota smiled at him as he explained himself. Either way he was a whiny baby. She didn't really have room to complain. She was a baby herself. She always wanted her way. Dakota probably had the same little quirks as him. Then she heard him speak again. "Well, I can complain. I'm a woman." She said simply with a shrug of her shoulders and a straight face. In some way she was being serious. It wasn't long before a smile cracked onto her lips. It was too hard for her to keep a smile off her lips, especially with this goof around her.
She almost laughed when she heard his words. Even for her that just seemed a little too crude. Dakota made it seem like she was thinking about it real hard, her brow furrowed and her lips slighty pursed. "My whole world? I'm sorry, but that cellular device is my whole world. You're down a couple knotches." Dakota explained with a teasing smile. It was sad that she wasn't lying either. Without that phone she wouldn't know how to live. It was also that she never really had feelings for guys. Whenever she was with one she does what does and then it's on to the next one.
His impression of a king made a giggle slip from her lips, a wide grin on her lips. Dakota heard his words and shook her head. "Oh gosh... What have I gotten myself into?" She asked, her voice sounding a little exasperrated, though a smile still rested on her lips. Her hands moved from his back and to his chest, slowly running down to the bottom of his shirt. With a little smirk she slipped her hands under his shirt, letting her fingers slide around. She surely was trying to work her magic, and from what she saw it seemed to be working.
Their lips stayed together. She didn't wanna back away. She was enjoying herself at the moment. His hand slipped up her back, and she felt a chill shake through her. They were so close it was impossible to get any closer. She could feel his chest moving up and down as he breated and felt his heart beating quickly. Dakota heard that little sound that came from him, and she only smile into the kiss. There was another sound to be concerned about, and she sure as hell knew it didn't come from either of them.
It just so happened that an elderly was out shopping with her grandson. He broke the kiss, and she just opened her eyes to see the two. The child looked rediculous with his mouth gaping open like that. Her hands slipped away from him as his slipped from her. This was highly embarrassing and she did feel a pink tint come to her cheeks. He looked at her and she saw the blush on his cheeks. She found it cute. The old woman walked past them, and Dakota narrowed her eyes at her, only looking back at him because he began to speak. "Yes please." She said with a warm smile.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 24, 2010 12:22:16 GMT -5
He just flat out laughed when she spoke. He looked over at her, one of his eyebrows raised slightly. "How does that make it fair?" It wasn't. Just because he had testosterone, that didn't mean he can't whine. He liked complaining. It was fun. It usually pissed some people off, and they would either just leave or do what you wanted them to. It was a strategic move. So why wasn't he allowed to do it? But slowly he watched as a smile began to form on her lips, and seeing her like that he couldn't help but smile himself.
He had expected the laugh, and for some reason felt proud of it. She had a cute laugh, so naturally he liked it when he made her do it. He had watched her think about it, or what looked like thinking anyways, a frown forming on his face when she spoke. "Your phone? Really? You like that annoying buzzing thing more than me?" He still looked at her, his face now straight. "Well I don't know if I can take that rejection." Not even a hint of a smile was on his face. He was doing pretty good at keeping it that way to. Of course he was joking, but he thought that maybe if he didn't smile it would work better.
His smile grew larger as she giggle, and even bigger when she spoke. "Only the best damn thing on this planet." His smile still remained as he looked at her. His ego was still in his voice, but at her touch it just seemed to melt away. He felt her hands move, his eyes dropping down to them as they hit his chest and began to slide down. His gray-green eyes looked back at her face when her hands reached the bottom, just in time to see her little smirk. His abs seemed to tense up the moment he felt her bare skin on his. It was just a weird reaction. After a moment though his muscles seemed to relax, much like his back did. His eyes dropped again back down to his stomach. How the hell was she doing all this?
He kept holding her close, kept trying to move closer to her. It hadn't registered in his mind that their bodies were already smashed together. His one hand slid up between her shoulder blades, the other falling n her lower back. Both hands still pulled at her, his body still leaning into hers. She was like crack or something He didn't want to stop, he had gotten addicted. She was just his new brand of heroin. And he was never going to give it up either, never going to quit. Even if she did prove to be bad for him, he wouldn't care. He would still keep her around. But so far she has only been good things for him, so he didn't really have to worry about that, at least not yet anyways.
The women slightly startled him. He wondered how many people had walked back or saw them without them even noticing. It didn't bug him, but it kind of made him feel good. He got to show off this girl know, wave her in others faces. Who wouldn't want to do that? It was good to know that she had a pink face to, and it wasn't just him. He merely flashed her a grin, watching as she narrowed her eyes at the women, causing him to give a little chuckle. He was glad at her answer, and he went and picked up the basket full of shit, which he had completely forgotten about, and proceeded to go check out. As he went, he stole her hand in hers, still wanting to feel her touch. They felt the Sunny D stained floor, and he picked a register, just turning the basket upside down and dumping it all on the conveyor.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 24, 2010 14:08:44 GMT -5
She rolled his eyes at his question, a smile cracking onto her lips. "Because it just does. Don't question me." Dakota said with a little snobby attitude. Her tone was a little bit crude, but the teasing look on her face was reasurring. There he was whining again. She found it cute. They could both whine together and get their way. She had learned the way of the whiny baby, she had practiced as a child.
Her smile vanished at his words. Dakota thought she had said something wrong. He had a straight face, and it worried her. She looked down at her shoes, kicking at the tile beneath her feet. "No, not really." She finally said. She looked up at him, a smile on her lips, hoping he would smile back at her. She put on this cute and innocent look, batting her lashes ever so cutely at him. Dakota didn't want him to feel like she didn't care, that a stupid object was more important. There were many things that stupid phone couldn't do that he could. While she stood there batting her lashes at him she began to cutely twirl her hair on her index finger.
Yet again she ended up rolling her eyes at him. He was very egotistical. "Oh please... I'm the best damn thing on this planet and you know it." She said with a grin. As her fingers rested on his bare skin she felt his body relax. She really did have the magic touch. Dakota's fingers lingered on his stomach, gingerly letting her fingers go wherever they pleased. Her light brown eyes were looking down at his stomach. Her wide-eyed gaze looked back up at him, a small smile on her lips.
Dakota loved how he held her close, loved how she could feel his hands on her. This was like candy. Her hands rested on his stomach, only to slip onto his back, slidding up and down. This felt so right. She surprisingly pulled his lips away from his, smiling brightly. Dakota started kissing along his jawline, making her way down to his neck. Right now she wasn't even thinking. Nothing was running through her brain right now. She was going along with the moment, and she was enjoying it greatly.
She heard the little chuckle come from her as she ended up eyeing down the woman. The two were finally gonna get out of here. His cheeks were tinted pink, and she couldn't help but point and giggle. She was with this colorful character. What else could possibly be better? He grabbed her hand, and she smiled sweetly, giving his hand a small squeeze. They wandered off and over to the check out. He just went ahead and dumped everything onto the conveyor and Dakota just nodded her head. With a sigh she pulled out her cell phone to see that her mother had called about four times. She texted her mom, telling her she would be home whenever and that she was hanging out with the girls.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 24, 2010 22:41:30 GMT -5
His eyebrow raised when as he looked at her. "Well, that ain't a good enough answer for me, so of course I'm gonna question you." He flashed her a smirk. She didn't get to pull that card. He was always right, so she couldn't. It was just how the world worked. Whatever he said was law, so she was going to have to get over it if she was going to hang around him more.
As she looked down at the stained tile trumpets sounded in his head. It had successfully worked. Maybe she wasn't the only one that could toy with people. She looked up, spoke, and smiled. Immediately he smiled too. "Just as I suspected." A light chuckle came from him. "It is officially, I am at the top of everyones list." His ego popped back out as a cocky look spread across his face. He probably could have turned this into a sweet, sentimental moment, but it was Priestly, and he wasn't even capable of that. A smile still rested on his lips as she bat her lashes and twirled her air. She looked adorable, in the way where you just wanna grab her and hug her til her eyes popped out.
He merely laughed at her words. "Women, I am like the eighth wonder of the world." The cocky grin still held firmly on his face for a few moments, that was until her touch seemed to calm him down and sooth him. His eyes were where hers were, down at her stomach. It almost dumbfounded him how all of a sudden he was so mellowed out. Its not like everyday someone comes around and gives you a rub and you magically feel like someone had given you a sedative. It was nice though. As her head moved, so did his, their eyes meeting. Her smile caused a very faint one to curl the ends up his lips.
His hands kept slightly moving around her back, while he felt her hands slid all over. He couldn't get enough of her touch, and slightly wondered if it was the same for her. As her lips moved away from hers, his eyes opened, looking at her in almost a confused state. He didn't want her to stop kissing him. But then was when he felt her trail of kisses move down his jaw and onto his neck. His head just seemed to tilt in the opposite direction, his hands moving up on her back, nearing the base of her neck. There was no other place he wanted to be right now then here with her. He hadn't a care in the world. And it was great.
He narrowed his eyes at her as she pointed and giggled at his face. He quickly brushed it off though, grabbing the basket in one hand, hers in the other. He felt her squeeze and he turned to give her a warm smile. Priestly went into the shortest line and emptied the basket. The young girl behind the counter gave them a weird look, but didn't say anything, but scanned all the items while a pimple faced boy bagged them. He let her ring everything up, including Dakota's items, and paid for it all, not really caring. After words he grabbed the bags and turned to see Dakota texting on her phone. He draped on arm over her shoulders and pulled her along with him out the door.
Once outside the obnoxious noise came fro his phone again, slightly making him jump. He had totally forgotten he even had a phone. He pulled it out and noticed Tish was calling again. He grumbled and opened it up. "What?" his voice sounded annoyed as he answered. He had forgotten that he was still technically on the clock and that he needed to drop off the box of tampons. He just bluntly said that his car broke down and he didn't know how long it would be until he would get back. They'd be okay without him anyways. He looked back over at dakota while he shut his phone. "So, where to?" He asked, a smile on his face. [/blockquote][/size]
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