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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 24, 2010 23:47:05 GMT -5
She watched his brow raise and his words slip from his mouth, watching that smirk come to his lips. "Well excuse me Mr. I-Gotta-Give-Everyone-Lip." She teased with a grin. In her mind the woman was always right. That was the law. "Women are always right." She mumbled softly, hoping that he wouldn't hear. In a way she wanted to get into an argument with him. It was fun to sling jokingly hurtful words at each other.
She narrowed her eyes at him when his words struck her ears. For once he coulda been sweet, but he had to take advantage of the situation. Her arms soon crossed over her excentuated chest while a pout took over her pretty little face. Right when she had tried to be nice he managed to ruin it for her. "Now you're immediately at the bottom of mine." She mumbled. Dakota pursed her lips and looked at the cheap tile beneath her feet. For some reason, even though she was annoyed, she was forcing to keep back the laughter. A smile kept trying to crack onto her lips, but she had to force it off.
"If you're the eighth then I'm the ninth. Cause I'm one knotch higher than ya." She said with a cute little giggle. Dakota was just hoping that if she acted cute he would cut her some slack and go along with her. As she looked back up she caught his gaze, looking into his pretty little eyes and smiled cutely. Her hands soon moved to his lower back, making little circles here and then, using a ginger touch. It was sad to say, but she was very good with her hands. She knew what she was doing, and she wasn't afraid to show it. It was just something to calm down said person, slowly wrap them around her finger. That was all.
She was smiling into the kisses she put on his neck as his hands moved on her back. His touch just made her feel warm all over. It was quite a nice feeling. Here and there she would gently nip on his neck, give it a little lick. His hands moved up her back and up to the base of her neck, and she felt a little shiver run through her. Right now Dakota could really care less if they were standing there in the Dollar Store making out and being all touchy touchy on each other. She didn't really want to be anywhere else. Right now she was thankful her mom had made her go out and get those stupid pregnancy tests.
She put on a huge grin as he narrowed his eyes at her for giggling at his cheeks. They walked to the counter hand-in-hand. Dakota watched as he paid for everything, even her useless shit. She was quite surprised. She looked over at him, ignoring the weird look from the girl behind the register and the ugly pimple boy. She just simply shrugged it off her shoulders. Oh well, it wasn't her money, but she was generous. It was probably the nicest thing he had done for her since they started talking. His arm soon draped over her shoulders, and she followed him outside the door, a sweet smile on her lips.
They were soon outside, and his phone had obnoxiously started ringing. She had totally forgotten about phones in general. She looked over at him as he answered the phone, his voice sounding highly annoyed. Earlier he had mentioned something about being on a "top secret mission", and was wondering if these were the people who had sent him on it. Dakota heard him shut his phone, snapping her back to reality. She looked up at him through wide brown eyes, thinking about an answer to his question. "Wherever we can have fun." She answered simply, a grin taking over her lips.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 25, 2010 20:42:34 GMT -5
He herd the tease, watching the grin spread across her lips. He just stuck his toungue out at her for a brief moment. "Says Miss I-Always-Have-To-Be-Right." His words slipped from his mouth just as easily as hers, and his lips mimicked her grin as he looked at her. "And who said that? A women? 'Cause all of you have smaller brains then us males." He smirked at her, wondering what she had to say backt to that. She did always seem to come back with very clever comments.
At first he didn't take her serious at all. His eyes had watched her arms cross, taking a brief glance at her chest again, then at the pout on her face. She just looked like a little girl he had just stolen candy from or something. But as she looked down at the floor, he began to feel bad. He moved in behind her, pulling the hair away from her neck. As he did so, his nose came down and poked the crook of her neck. "O come one, you know you can stay mad at me." A light smile was on his face as he lifted his head to look at her, his arms slipping around her thin waist. He gave her a few kisses in the crook of her neck, then moved up a little til he got to her ear. From there he gently bit the end, then looked back at her face, watching her lips to see if a smile cracked on there.
He made a face at her as she spoke. He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it back, narrowing his eyes at her. He didn't know if he wanted to give in so early, to just throw in the towel. But it was like argueing with a brick wall, and he knew she would never just admit that he was better. "More like eight and a half." He flashed her a pearly white smile. It was completely admitting defeat, but it was close enough to waving the white flag. He figured she would know have a field day with it. He caught her little smile, and felt as her hands moved lower. His body just merely seemed to lean more into hers, his head slinking down closer to her face.
With every little nip it seemed his body was covered in a tingling sensation. A breath escaped his lips, and he could feel his heart rate seem to pick up. His body slightly moved as he turned his head to look at her, as much as he didn't want her to stop, he was being greedy, and wanted her lips. His hands slid from her back and wet up to her face, both hands on either cheek. His eyes looked into hers for a moment, his thumb carrassing the side of her face. It was then he leaned back it, his lips pushing a little more forceful onto hers, filled with more of a passion. It was a funny thing that they had only met a little bit ago, and here they were now, not a care in the world, only consumed with each other.
Of course he was going to pay. It was like when you took a girl out for diner, the guy always paid for the meal. Well, if he was a gentlemen anyways, and Priestly had his rare moments. Besides, it was the Dallor Store, it wasn't like she was ordering a lobster from a five star restaruant. Everything was cheap here. But as the girl had rang stuff up, he couldn't help but notice the pregnancy tests. Now he really wondered if they were for her or not. It wasn't like he was going to judge her or anything, but he would like to know. He didn't say anything though, just paid and grabbed the bags, then grabbed Dakota, and filed his way out the the store.
Once outside her phone rang and he answered it. Tish was being a bitch to him, but she could go suck a cock. He looked over at Dakota as she gave him the vage answer. "Hell, that could be anywhere. We could have fun in the back of my van, at the park, at a movie theature, the skating rink, navy pier, the tatoo parlor..." his let his voice drift off as he looked at her. He was always bad at disiding, so he was going to make her pick.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 25, 2010 21:44:17 GMT -5
She smiled widely at him. He did have her there. Dakota was just like that. What girl didn't like to always be right? Something was obviously wrong with them if they didn't. His second comment did manage to gnaw away at her nerves. "Um... Excuse me? You're the one with the hamster in his head." She shot at him with a teasing grin spread across her lips. It was like he was purposely trying to piss her off. It was kind of working.
Dakota heard him move and soon felt his arms wrapped around her waist. Her hair was moved, and she felt his nose on her neck as the words poured from his lips. She was soon looking up at him, light brown eyes wide, feeling the kisses from her neck up a little bit. Then he gently bit down on the end of her ear. Dakota could feel her lips curve into a smile. "Not when you pull all that shit I can't." She said with a cute little smile.
She watched him open his mouth as if he was about to say something, but nothing came out and his mouth closed. That was probably going to be some smart remark. Then his words rang through her ears, and a giant grin cracked onto her lips. "Hell yeah baby!" The words slipped from her mouth. Dakota had won. It wasn't very nice to rub it in his face, but he was always pissing and moaning and throwing fits just so he could get a good win in. He was probably just giving in because she was a hard head. With a smile she moved her hands to his sides, letting her fingers run up and down, feeling his body lean against hers, his face move in just a little closer.
His hands soon rested on her cheeks, pulling her head from his neck. She looked at him through wide brown eyes. She thought for sure he wouldn't want her to stop. His thumbs gingerly carressed her cheeks before his lips were forcefully pushed against hers. This didn't bother her any. There was actually some passion behind the kiss. It wasn't just his lips against hers, there was something a little more hidden deep inside. Her hands dove under his shirt, going onto his back, running her index finger up and down his spine.
Dakota watched him take a glance at the pregnancy tests. She was surprised that he didn't say anything about him, but he didn't really seem like one to pry. He picked up the bags and led her outside. She listened to him go on and on, listing places. Why was she left to decide? "I'm not good with decisions... Lets just go anywhere. It really doesn't matter to me." She answered simply with a shrug of her shoulders. Dakota just wanted to get out of here and continue on with what was happening in the back aisles of the Dollar Store.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 25, 2010 22:28:19 GMT -5
What a day. It had started off so simple. Rolling out of bed, fixing the hair, finding semi clean clothes, and going to work. All average, all normal, all up until he was asked to go buy tampons. Maybe then he should have known that this wasn't going to be some ordinary day. Maye then he could hae prepared himself for what was in store, but of course he didn't. He had just blindly walked into the Dollar Store, not thinking anything of it. He found a handful of useless shit, clinging to it, almost gave up on finding tampons, and went to go get chips. And thats when his day really changed. For better or worse, he ran into her. He didn't have to be nice, he could of just laughed and kept walking, but no. He stayed, and was he ever glad.
Her. One simple word with only three letters. Well, simple to the average Jo. In the mind of Priestly though, 'her' was labeled with a pretty face, with long flowing hair and big brown beautiful eyes. A girl with as much ego as him, a sense of crude humor, witty, and about as stobborn as on ox. Yet it was all those little things that most people would consider cad traits that Priestly considered as good qualities. They were the ones that lastest, and truely showed who a person was. And she was definatly someone he had never meet before. A new soul that seemed to stand out in the world. And as of right now, she was standing right beside him, and he wouldn't be anywhere else in the world.
He stod there, looking at her, not really any expression on his face. He widhed she would just pick somewhere, he couldn't think straight enough. His mind was just cluttered with the images of the pregrancy tests. It was really starting to get to him. I mean, were they really for her? Or did she just buy them for someone else? But if they were for her, who had gotten her like this? Who was this other guy? Priestly was a bit of a jealous hog, and he just didn't like the thought. Did want to think about it. But he couldn't. It just wouldn't leave his mind. So he just attempted to push it away, trying to focus on places.
A faint smile came to his face as he looked at her. "I dunno, but I'm tired of standing, so I'm going to the van." It was rare that he had said van. usually he just called his motor vehicle a car, but that was a lie. Priestly had grabbed Dakota's hand again, just wanting to feel her touch, and starting walking out into the parking lot. he had stopped beside an old volts wagon hippie van. It was a dull, almost army green, and it was covered in bumper stickers. He didn't even stick half of them on there. One day the girls at work thought it would be cute. Sure he was pissed, but he was to lazy to peel them off, so he just put some of his own on it, and it turned out to look pretty cool.
He let go of her hand to throw the bags in the side door, then crawled in. There was a seat going down the edge of the van and wrapping around the back like it was a limo or something. He just sat on it and sprawled out his legs. "So until you think of somewhere to go, we're just sitting here." he really didn't need to argue with that. He loved the van, and he liked being around her. So here was fine with him. [/blockquote]
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 25, 2010 22:53:37 GMT -5
She wondered if every day was going to be like this. It wasn't every day that she met a guy that she really got attached to. Dakota normally didn't give a rats ass about them. They were just toys to her, and that was it. If it wasn't for a certain guy she wouldn't have even wandered into the Dollar Store. Her mother also played a small part in this. She was the one that had bothered her into buying the dumb prenancy tests anyways. Whoever's fault it was she didn't care. She was glad to have dropped her basket, spilling everything everywhere.
Dakota didn't even know why she stuck around so long. He was obviously annoying, stubborn as an ass, but none of that mattered. There was just something about him that kept her there. Maybe it was his funny-lookin kilt, or his colorful hair, or maybe it was just the fact that she couldn't get enough of him once he started talking.
She felt him looking at her, and she was beginning to wonder if she had quite possibly sprouted a second head. Something seemed to be on his mind, eating away at him, but she didn't say anything. Dakota didn't want to pry. If she was really meant to know he would have said something by now. She just looked at him through her wide brown eyes, a little smile on her lips. She was trying so hard not to think about what could be on his mind.
His words finally hit her ears and his hand gripped hers, leading her off in any way that he chose. He ended up leading her to his little van, and she couldn't help but hold back some giggles. Dakota looked at all the little bumper stickers, wondering why in the hell someone would do that to their car. Her eyes watched him throw the bags into the van, and he soon plopped down in the back, looking all comfortable in junk. With a smile she crawled in after him, taking a seat on his lap, facing him with a smile.
Her hands rested on his shoulders as she looked into his eyes. With a sweet little smile she leaned in, pressing her lips against his. Dakota wanted to have fun, and she would do whatever she could to accomplish that goal.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 26, 2010 7:49:16 GMT -5
Priestly alost felt like explaining all the stickers on the van. he really did. It was kind of embarrisanf though. I mean, a bunch of girls stuck them on there without him even noticing. The good thing was that they weren't all girly atleast. It was a lot of go green, and random radio stations. Maybe one or to was pink, but they were nice enough to pt those on the bottom edge of the van. None the less he still loved the thing. It was big, and it was old, but he didn't give a shit. It was his van, and he wouldn't giveit away for the world.
He had gottom in, and just seemed to wiggle down into the seat. He watched as she got in, figuring that she would just sit beside him or something, but boy was he ever wrong. His eyes looked into hers as she took the seat on his lap, a small smile on his lips. His hand rested on her thigh for a brief moment, just looking at her. For some reason he hadn't pictured her being so forward about all this. god knows he wasn't going to complain, it just sort of stricked him as odd. They had jus met at a Dollar Store, and here they wer, still in the parking lot, in the back of his van. It was just wierd to him.
He felt the warmth of her arms slid around his shoulder, his smile growing a little larger. He slightly leaned his head up into hers as she came to him, pressing his lips back against her. The hand that was on her thigh slid down her leg, going to her butt, the other went around to her back, gently pushing her closer to him, wanting to feel her body up against his. The pregnancy tests were still in his mind, but he just shoved them back, not wanting to worry about them right know. If he really needed to, he would ask her later, but for right now, he just wanted to be in the moment. [/size][/blockquote]
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 26, 2010 16:33:11 GMT -5
She caught his gaze right as he started looking into her eyes. He looked kind of surprised that she had decided to pop a squat on his lap. Dakota liked him, and she wasn't going to hold back. Then again he didn't really know her and how out there she was. Most people didn't really like the way she acted. To them she was a slut, but in no way did that bother her. There was just something awkward about them just meeting and everything, especially after meeting in the Dollar Store, his arms holding tampons and her basket filled with pregnancy tests.
His lips pushed against hers, and his hand rested on her thigh, making her smile into the kiss. It soons slipped to her butt, his other hand on her back, pressing her body against his. Dakota slowly let her hands slip from his shoulder and down his sides, letting her hands dive under his shirt. She let her fingertips gingerly trace around on his sides and back. Deep inside her mind she wondered how far this was going to go, but she didn't let it bother her. She just shrugged it off her shoulders like she did every other time.
Then thoughts popped into her mind. What if those pregnancy tests were positive? What if she did have a baby? There was no way in hell she would be able to handle it. She would never be able to go out and have fun. Dakota thought of this as a nightmare, but she quickly shut it out, sut the string on the thought. She didn't want to be in those horrible thoughts, she wanted to be here with him, caught up in this amazing moment.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 26, 2010 16:57:38 GMT -5
He stayed sitting up as they kissed, his lips almost in a dance as they formed together. He felt her hands glid across his skin, cause his senses to tingle. His hand on her back slid ower, then crawled underneath her shirt as well. His hand slid back up, his fingers tracing her spine as he did so. His lips broke from hers, moving down into the crook of her neck. Slowly the trail of kisses made thier way back up, his teeth nipping at her ear.
A sudden thought hit him; how far were they going with this? Sure he wanted to keep going, never wanting it to stop. He would gladly go all the way, but what about Dakota? That was actually the least of his worries right now. If she didn't want to go as far as him, that would actually be a good thing. He didn't have any protection with him, and it could pose as a rather big problem if the situation ever presented itself.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 26, 2010 17:20:00 GMT -5
His lips felt oh so right against hers. She felt his hands slide under her shirt, going up and down her spine. Her skin tingled with his touch. His lips left hers, and she was quite shocked with his actions, but only smiled as his lips were pressed against her neck. They slowly trailed up until he was nipping at her ear. Dakota bit down on her lower lip to keep from letting a peep escape her lips.
She soon got impatient, want his lips against hers once again. She pulled his body away from his slightly, taking his face in her hands, only to pull it in front of her face. A smile was on her lips as she pressed her lips against his. Her hands slid down his face to his shoulders and down to his chest, only to slide under his shirt and rest on his chest. Dakota then found herself thinking about what would happen if they went all the way. Was there any protection? She doubted it, and she didn't even want to risk getting a positive on that pregnancy test. She knew she would end up raising that child alone.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 26, 2010 17:41:19 GMT -5
As her body pulled away from his, his eyes moved up to her face. He felt her hands against his face. Her face grew closer to his, and his lips locked back with hers without any fight. His eyes shut, his lips moving with hers. He felt the warmth of her hands as they slid down his body, going under his shirt and pressing against his chest. He wished she would have just pulled the shirt off, making the first real move. It wasn't that he didn't have to balls to do it, it was just he didn't want her to stop him, didn't want to put that out in the air.
The hand on her back slid back up her spine, slipping under her bra strap. He didn't do anything to it, just merely slid his hand under it. His body leaned back against the seat, his hand making sure to bring Dakota with him. It wasn't like he really moved, but he didn't care, he still wanted her close to him. [/size]
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 26, 2010 18:04:18 GMT -5
Their lips were locked once again. That's what she had been aiming for. She was just kinda hoping that he would make the first move, take off her shirt and she would do the same to him. Dakota just kept her lips locked with his, moving them as his did. Her hands just slid up and down his chest, fingers gliding across his bare skin. With a sudden little burst of confidence, she started pulling his shirt up, breaking the kiss. She just hoped he would go along with it, wouldn't shut her down. She just looked at him through those big, brown, innocent eyes and bit down on her lower lip all cute-like.
His hand slid up her spine, going under her bra strap. She was surprised that he didn't do anything. His hand just seemed to linger there. She felt him lean back, and he pulled her that little ways with him. Her body still rested against his, their lips still pressed together.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 26, 2010 21:59:33 GMT -5
As their lips broke apart he opened his eyes to look at her. As his shirt started coming up, he grinned to himself. So she did want to do this. He had now wished he would have moved at it first, but this way was still fine with him. He let her pull to shirt up, lifting his arms so that it lifted off his body with ease. It got tossed off to the side, and his eyes looked into her big, brown innocent ones. He looked at her with a grin, the way she bit her lip was cute. With his chest now exposed he leaned forward and kissed her again, not liking how long their lips had been apart. It had just been to long.
He leaned back, and his hand came out from under the bra strap. Instead it slid down and grasped the bottom of her shirt. He broke their lips apart so that he could strip her down much like she had done him. Only he didn't wait. He just pulled it straight off her, tossing it off to the side with his shirt. He grinned at her, leaning back into her, their lips locking once again.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 26, 2010 22:15:59 GMT -5
His shirt slipped off with ease, and she couldn't help but smile. Now her hands could slide across his chest with ease. She looked into his eyes as he gazed into hers, catching that cute little smile on his lips. He soon pressed his lips with hers once again, acting as if he hadn't kissed her in days. Her hands freely roamed bare chest, going from his stomach back to his chest and then up to his face. Dakota was kind of surprised that she ended up making the first move, but as long as it kept the moment flowing she could care less.
Dakota felt his hand leave her bra strap, moving to the bottom of her shirt. The kiss was broken and her shirt was pulled off and tossed to the side. Now she was in her white lacey little bra that she had gotten from Victoria's Secret. As he leaned in she met him half way, pressing her lips against his, hands trailing down his stomach and too the button on his pants, easily unbuttoning and unzipping it with her skinny little fingers.
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Post by |D| e a n s t e r on Jan 26, 2010 22:35:44 GMT -5
He felt her hands sliding all over his body, causing him to smile inwardly into the kiss. She had a right to, his body was that of a perfect firgure. He worked out occasionally, but he really didn't need to. His abs were beautifully sculpted into a six pack, his chest just the right porpotion. He held her in his strong arms, keeping her close as he kissed her, feeling her hands finally go up to his face. His lips held passion in them as they danced with Dakota's, never wanting this to end.
Her shirt was removed, and he got a short glimpse of her bra before going back and kissing her. He had to admit of sexy she was looking in it, but he still wanted it off of her. As their lips met again he felt as her fingers slid down his body to the rim of his pants. he mentally smiled as he felt her open them with ease, exposing a now growing bulge hidden beneath his plaid stripped boxers. His hand slid back up her back, grasping the clasp on the back of her bra. With one fluid motion he had it undone. his hand stayed on her back, keeping her held close to him as they kissed.
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Post by ``Mickey. on Jan 26, 2010 22:52:19 GMT -5
Dakota was quite surprised that he had a six pack. Her fingers had traced them over so many times, and she had finally caught a glimpse of them. Muscle was quite a turn-on when it came to her, but she wasn't picky. It only really bugged her when their biceps were bigger than her head. She shut the thought out of her mind, resting comfortably in his arms, lips lock with his like always. She had a feeling they weren't going anywhere anytime soon.
When she unbuttoned his pants she could swore she felt a little something there. Deep inside her head she was giggling like a little girl. His hand slid back up to her bra strap, and he easily undid it. Without pulling her lips from his she slipped the bra from her arms Dakota simply tossed it aside like it was nothing. Right now she wasn't even thinking, just goin with the flow. As if she hadn't done this enough times.
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