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Post by Jack Vincent Fitzroy on Nov 12, 2008 17:19:49 GMT -5
His eyes opened and he studied her with a sort of confused expression. That answer was cretaintly not what he expected. He had expected a full front "I want an explanation on the black mail" accusation. He searched her eyes for some sort of explanation, and found none really. Just her looking up at him with a smile onher lips.
Jack brushed away his confusion. Yeah... clothing might be good if he was going to have someone come to the door... but he didn't really want to go through the hassle of taking it all off again. He tried to catch her lips, but failed, and spotted his house coat. "Screw clothing." He said quietly. "I like you like this... also you kinda have no underwear." He looked up at the ceiling, attempting be innocent.
"And plus, I think the delivery guy is gay. Ian likes to bother him lots... not sure why." he frowned for a second and then shrugged it off. "I'm sure I wouldn't have to tip him if I answered the door naked!" He grinned widely. Though he didn't fancy the longing look he'd get. And he never really worried about tips. He can double the price without flinching. "But if you say so."
He nipped at her neck and left her arms for a second. He pulled the white housecoat off it's hanger and flung it ovver his shoulders. Though he didn't really do it up. He stared at the phone, thinking of what he should get, and looked at Sevvi for a second. "You look about the same size as my mother." He said, not really explaining much of anything. "maybe a tad taller though." He tapped the phone against his chin thoughtfully, and walked over to the wardrobe on the far side of the room (Jack kept all his clothing in the bathroom). He pulled open the doors to reveal a whole crap load of updated designer clothing.
"During the summer when I'm visiting my dad, mom will sometimes come and visit here." Jack said, finally explaining his thoughts. "She keeps lost of summer clothing here. Feel free to borrow one if you like." He was about to dial the chinese food resturant when he realized he had no idea what she would want to eat. He marched over to her.
"What do you feel like eating love?" he said quietly, breathing into he neck from behind.
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Post by Svetlana Romanov on Nov 12, 2008 17:36:30 GMT -5
Sevvi glanced over into the closet, her hand seeming to grab one of the evening gowns in there and she held it up in front of her. Then she felt his breath on her neck and then his question.
"Anything without meat...if possible," she hadn't gone out to eat often with Jack but the few times she did-her usual meal consisted of a salad and fruits or something along those lines. Maybe a veggie soup or bread sticks...But no meat. She never ate meat-only as a baby and it was only because she needed the proteins. So she begame a vegeterian as a toddler when she found out where the meat she did eat came from...
Sevvi glanced back at the gown,"My mom designed this," she was saying her thoughts outloud as she checked the tag. Yep. Royal Fashion! Was on it. Her mother's fashion line. The name wasn't the most original in the book-but it was what her step father seemed to adore.
She returned the dress to where it was. It had been one of Sevvi's favorites. It was a sweet orange red color, off the shoulder, and made of egyptian cotton-long and trailing with a low cut back,"I can call Krissie to bring me something to wear," she chuckled,"Depending on how long I stay for," she smirked mischieviously towards Jack.
Home wasn't somewhee Sevvi liked to be-anywhere but home was her motto. She didn't like the environment. There was always tension when Svetlana was there. Her step father didn't like that she was the daughter of a maniac. He tended to tell her she would end up like him whenever her mother wasn't around-her step brother would do the same. Though they never physically hurt her-the psychological abuse felt demeaning. So everywhere else was much much better.
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Post by Jack Vincent Fitzroy on Nov 12, 2008 17:55:24 GMT -5
"Hm," Right... he'd forgotten that tidbit of information. Vegetarian. "Veggie stir-fry it is." He said, phoning up the chinese food place first to place the order. They gave him a price and he counted out what he usually did. Their price plus a hundred (they made good chinese food, it wasn't cheap crap.).
"My mom designed this." Was heard the second he got off the phone. He looked to the dress she was holding. It was one of his mother's favorites. She only wore it once, and she still had it in perfect condition in her closet. "It seems I'm not the only one in my family with good taste for Russian beauty." He said with a kind smirk.
He put his arms around her and played at her neck with his nose. "Well, if it's all the same to you," he said, "I wouldn't mind you not leaving 'till school starts." He was quite serious. He wouldn't jail her, she could go out, of course. But at the end of the night he wanted her here, with him. When school started the wardens really prefered it if during the week the students stayed in the seperate dorms, but they couldn't do much about it on weekends. And until school started, neither Sevvi or Jack really needed to live in those dorms.
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Post by Svetlana Romanov on Nov 12, 2008 18:07:19 GMT -5
"Maybe I'll finally get a dorm-mate," she chuckled sweetly as she turned around so she faced him, her arms going around his neck. Svetlana had the entire dorm room to herself-but it was pretty much empty. She didn't spend time in there..well...at all. She only went there to sleep. She did her homework at the library, and she was usually either with Krissie or Mandy and if she wasn't with them she was in the art studio-where noone would ever even think of looking for her.
Svetlana gave him another sweet kiss on those delicious lips of his before trailing kisses across his jaw line and down his neck before trailing them right back up and catching his lips with her's, a smile behind the kiss. This was probably the happiest she had been in a while...
She didn't think today, when she woke up, that she would even see Jack when she went to Starbucks, much less hook up with him and then lose her virginity...
But it was so worth it.
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Post by Jack Vincent Fitzroy on Nov 12, 2008 18:54:20 GMT -5
Jack grinned despite himself. Girls weren't allowed to have boys stay over at night, but it pretty much happened anyway. They watched the boy's dormitories more than the girls. Apparently only men were devils. All the girls were little angels. "Maybe." was his quiet answer as he encircled his arms as low as they could go without being uncomfortable.
Again she placed the tiniest of kisses on his lips (which he desperatly tried to hold onto), and then trailed a line of kisses down his neck. It felt so good to him, he almost forgot all about the chinese food, just wanting to put her in the bath and do her again. When she returned back to his lips, he kissed her ferociously, pressing her body up against his.
He did realize that the bath had been running for a bit now, and broke the kiss to look over at the huge bathtub. Yep, he thought, Full enough. He nipped Sevvi's nose lightly with a smile before releasing her and going over to shut off the taps on the bath.
"Now all we need is the food and champagne." He said with a grin at her. One thing he liked about his bathtub. It was like a hotub. You could sit in it like you were in a chair, but the sides weren't very high. They stopped at your chest, and the sides had large edges. You could put food there without any worry of them toppling over into the bath (not without them being knocked, anyway).
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Post by Svetlana Romanov on Nov 12, 2008 19:18:06 GMT -5
Svetlana smirked behind the kiss when he pulled her closer. He turned off the water she forgot was even running and he mentioned the food and champagne. Again-she had been too busy thinking about other things and had forgotten about the chinese food.
She grabbed the coat he was still wearing with a mischievious smirk and pulled him closer to her again, letting her lips crash onto his. Sometimes actions smpoke louder than words...Definetly. Especially with Sevvi-who wasn't one to talk about herself much at all-usually the topic was other people.
She wrapped her arms around his neck again, her fingers playing with his hair in the back. She had no idea what this would mean for them-what this weekend would mean at least. In school would he act like it never happened or something? She highly doubted it... But she knew she would end up being the envy of a lot of girls-especially those that had already had sex with him...Like that Erica chick. She figured they slept together-which was something she didn't want to think about at the moment.
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Post by Jack Vincent Fitzroy on Nov 12, 2008 20:17:34 GMT -5
Jack felt himself pulled by his housecoat to Sevvi. He matched her eagerness easily, an arm cirlcing around her lower back and the other tangling itself in her hair. Again he wanted the housecoat off and them in the bath already, which she could go if she liked right now, but of lack of wanting of water everwhere, Jack couldn't.
Not like that stopped him from doing things anyway. Thinking all the while that he loved his bathtub, he carressed her legs before pulling them up around his waist again. He turned around and propped her up on the edge of the bathtub. She was at face level with him now, and it was much easier for Jack to just pull her close by her legs to continue their kiss.
Not that he stopped there. An evil grin escaped his lips as he pulled her hair back, and ultimatley, her head (though he pretty sure it wouldn't hurt). His teeth nipped it's way down her neck, and down to her left nipple, where he pulled at it for a bit before turning his attentions to the other one. At somepoint here, he let go of her hair.
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Post by Svetlana Romanov on Nov 12, 2008 20:28:56 GMT -5
Svetlana didn't protest when he seemed to sot of lift her, her smooth legs wraping around his waist. If anyone were to be looking in, she could imagine how they looked like. Probably looked like they were kissing each other hungrily. One second they are talking about chinese food, the next they seem to want to eat each other instead of the chinese.
Which she didn't mind in the least bit.
Jack tasted better than chinese food ever could.
When he pulled her hair back, she let her head go with it, pulling him even closer to her with her legs as he bite down her neck, a low moan escaping her throat. When he let go of her hair, she pulled his face back up and seemed to kiss him hungrily, her tongue wrestling with his inside his mouth as her fingers clawed down his arms, pulling off the coat before clawing at his chest for more.
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Post by Jack Vincent Fitzroy on Nov 12, 2008 20:51:38 GMT -5
Jack growled in delight as she hungrily kissed him again and ripped his coat off (not without running her nails down his body, all the better). He guessed she had changed her mind about him being clothed after all.
One problem with this wonderful senario Jack had gotten himself in was that he was down here... and his condoms were up there. Not a pleasant note. Sure, he could do her in the bath where the soap would kill the things that would 'cause pregnancy anyway, but not on the outside, on the ledge, where he wanted too. And he had to stay dry until that god-be-dammed delivery boy got there.
Ideas did run over his head of what he could do, though. And he considered many of them hungrily. He finally figured out the easiest to do in this position, and played upon it. She would recognize it from earlier, but not for long.
This time he started with the index finger of his left hand, while the right held her body close to him as they kissed. he moved it around slowly, teasingly. He didn't want to hurry the second time.
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Post by Svetlana Romanov on Nov 12, 2008 21:04:50 GMT -5
Oh no. Svetlana wouldn't let him be the only tease this time...
This time she was prepared.
She let out a soft gasp, nonetheless, because she didn't expect it to be different. She supposed it would be different everytime. Just like whenever she hung out with Jack it was always different from the last time. But this time, she bit his lower lip, her fingers from her right hand clawing down his chest and her fingers in her left hand seemed to pull on his hair(not hard enough to make his head go back though-or for it to even hurt).
What her right hand found was like a prize. If he got to mess with her-she had the right to mess with him back. So while he was fooling around with her below the belt region-she messed with his...
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Post by Jack Vincent Fitzroy on Nov 12, 2008 21:20:42 GMT -5
He felt the changes in her mere seconds before she actually started to tease him back. He first felt his lip bit at, and his breath catched in such a manner that made his entire body jolt. Even the one finger inside her jolted out of it's original sync.
Next it was the hair. He could feel her nails claw at his hair and neck, and felt himself start to breath heavily. Just this alone was a turn on... that he almost didn't notice her nails clawing lower at her body until he felt her hand there. A gasp escaped his lips as he went to bite her neck.
He added his middle finger to his index finger, and twisted them around hard while making nipping at her neck and chin. Occasionally he would force his toungue into her mouth with no mercy to play with hers. No girl before had played with him. They usually just took pleasure from him, and then left him alone. Which he didn't mind, but there you have it. He knew now how much he had been waiting for this. It was obivous by his heavy breathing and animalistic biting. He was in bliss.
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Post by Svetlana Romanov on Nov 12, 2008 21:31:25 GMT -5
Svetlana felt the adrenaline start to pump through her body as she pulled herself even closer, her back arching as she hungrily kissed Jack with as force as he was putting on her.
She threw her head back lightly when he bit down her neck, groan escaping her chest before their lips would crash down onto each other again. She continued to play with him-always matching his pace-and never faultering.
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Post by Jack Vincent Fitzroy on Nov 12, 2008 21:48:29 GMT -5
Jack was lost somewhere in between complete pleasure and ecstacy. Which was why he didn't hear the first few times the doorbell rang. When he finally did hear it, it was like everything stopped. He stopped, even though he was in half kiss and his fingers were all the way up her. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to recognize the sound. He ended the kiss and listened questioningly.
"Doorbell." He said, almost annoyed at them for calling on him now, and then realizing he should have expected it. He pulled his fingers carefully out of her and kissed her lightly on the lips. "Food," he said lightly and unnecessarily. He used his foot to flick his housecoat up to his hands and flung it on, tying it around his body. He forgot, of course, about the thing that would be massivly obvious when he opened the door, cheque ready.
The boy he had epected stared wide eyed at him. Jack frowned, handed him the cheque, and took the parcels from him. The boy looked like he had hit christmas as Jack slammed the door in his face. "Ick." Jack said like a child, not really caring as he reached over and grabbed two wine glasses from his kitchen counter and went back into the bathroom.
"Chinese Food?" he said ceremoniously, setting them up beside her, stealing kisses on her shoulder as her did so. Then off came the housecoat. Jack pulled Sevvi onto his waist again, and then stepped into the perfectly warm bath, where he then lowered them both down onto the seats inside. All the while, Jack nibbled at her neck.
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Post by Svetlana Romanov on Nov 12, 2008 21:58:01 GMT -5
Svetlana had forgotten she was hungry up until Jack said the word 'food'. While he was gone, she scrunched up her nose. Damn delivery boy...
She let Jack slip her right back into the tub alongside with him and she dragged the chinese food with her, leaving it on the wide edge of the tub lip.
"Food?" Sevvi said with a cutesy tone so it came out more like a question as she bit his lower lip-as if inquiring if he meant Jack was the food,"French food....mmmmm" she chuckled as she gave him a kiss, letting her tongue run over hismouth teasingly.
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Post by Jack Vincent Fitzroy on Nov 12, 2008 22:39:30 GMT -5
"Nope," Jack said just as playfully, biting her toungue lightly as it went by. "I prefer Russian, to be honest. But the question is," H nipped at her lower lip a little. "Do you want French food or Chinese first?"
He didn't really care which one she chose, though one would be a bit more convenient than the other.
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