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Post by Gretchen Fitzroy on Oct 1, 2008 6:19:09 GMT -5
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``G. Fitzroy [/font] even broken hearts may have their doubts[/center] What were the odds of having the dorm to herself? Pretty freaking rare, as a matter of fact. Gretchen couldn't actually remember the last time she had sat up, looked around, and realized that she was the only one occupying dormitory number four. Was she lucky? Hardly. It was fucking boring without other people to interact, hang out, or generally be around with. She felt like such a... nigel, in all honesty. Generally the girl would be out on a Friday night, like the others probably were now. Out at the rink, or milling about the mall if it were still open. Tagging walls in an alleyway probably would have been even better than sitting on her bed, ipod plugged into ears, and hiptop phone laying dormant beside her. Yeah, this was oh so bloody lovely, wasn't it? Nights alone weren't usual, common nor accustomed to Gretch. She hated having nothing to do. The girl run a hand through her hair with a sigh, looking down at her attire. Only wearing a pair of blue silk boxers, with the Superman symbol printed on the front in the crotch area, and a yellow singlet, Gretchen didn't necessarily feel like getting up, getting changed, touching up her make up, scrambling through her gear to find money, texting around to see what was happing tonight, let alone actually going somewhere. As much as she felt the need to occupy herself, she just couldn't be bloody well bothered, either. As the song on her ipod switched over to 'John Wayne Gacy Jr' by 'Sufjan Stevens', Gretchen cranked her neck around so she could find, and therefore pick up her phone. The teenager dialed the number out of habit, more so than actually thinking what she was doing. Sure, it was getting close to 1am, and on a Friday night there was only a small chance the recipient of the call was free. But she was going to try and find out all the same. Pulling out her earphones, Gretch took a deep breath in as she heard the phone start to ring. Why the hell had she called Dante Pryzdatek, hoping that someway... somehow, he would join her in this godforsaken dorm?[/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Dante Pryzdatek on Oct 1, 2008 6:36:16 GMT -5
`Dante Pryzdatek~ Outfit ~ Click here[/center][/font][/color] Laying in his dorm, staring at the ceiling just wishing that there was something he could do, someone that he could hang out with, some chick he could lay, Dante didn't know, he just needed something. He wasn't in his usual mood to go out and get drunk with a bunch of people that he didn't even know the name of, but he was in the mood to do something, get his adrenaline pumping, or his imagination working. He had planned on going to the local rave, but to be totally honest, Dante was getting a little sick of sluts, drugs and partying, he needed some nights where he could do whatever he wanted to do, and not have a group of idiots following him around, screaming and trying to get his attention, it got really boring after a while. Sure it sounded cocky, but isn't the definition of Dante egotistical?.
Sitting up as he felt his phone buzzing against his leg, not being able to hear the ring tone thanks to the music that was blaring in his ears, to the sound of Tell Balgeary, Balgury is dead by Ted Leo and the Pharmacists. Pulling the earphones out, stretching his arms slightly, Dante reached for his phone, a smirk quickly finding his face. This wasn't really expected, Dante would have thought that she would be out forgetting the boy, and he really thought that she wouldn't waste her time hanging out with Dante. The two had gotten on tremendously, to say the least, and Dante actually had a crush on the girl. It wasn't as strong as some things that he had experienced, but there was definitely some chemistry there.
"I knew you'd come crawling back to me... somehow." Dante spoke, his low voice rumbling almost seductively. He was smooth, that wasn't something that was changing any time soon. Giving a laugh, Dante picked himself up from his bed, and wandered out the door, the phone still pressed up against his ear. Walking down the corridor, Dante paused. What was he doing. What was the chances of Gretchen actually being in her dorm, on a Friday night. And what was the chances of her being alone? Dante wasn't sure if he wanted to visit the girl with all the teeny-bopper fairies around.
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Post by Gretchen Fitzroy on Oct 1, 2008 6:52:09 GMT -5
``G. Fitzroy
[/font] even broken hearts may have their doubts[/center] "Crawling back? Well, I know you would be waiting on my call day in and day out, regardless." Gretchen replied in a soft, yet flirtatious tone. She wasn't afraid of letting herself give into the temptation of flirting, or crushing on Dante anymore. Heck, to say she didn't feel any attraction to him would be a total downright lie. Honestly, who wouldn't be attracted to him, one way or another? Straight guys excluded, but then again, what was a man crush for? But, the truth was Gretchen wasn't a straight guy, she was a straight girl. And all straight girls couldn't deny that there was something about this vampire boy that just made yourself drawn to him. The only difference was that between most single, straight girls and Gretchen Fitzroy, was that she could handle herself when it came to a boy like Dante.
Or at least she hoped, anyway.
Though the phone line, the girl could hear some shifting, and the faint sound of footsteps. Well, that confirmed that he wasn't at a party... unless he was in the bathroom or outside or something. Secretly though - alright, scrap secretly, the girl was hoping with a passion - that the sophomore was by himself, and in the castle at the least. "Not at some fantastic party, I'm assuming?" she asked him, a smirk filling her features. Gretchen slipped off her bed, turning so she could face it once again. The girl pulled the creases in the purple and gray doona taught, so that it was neater than it had been previously.
The vampire waited for a few more moments, hoping she hadn't made a false accusation, before adding in another comment. "Whatever you're doing, I'm sure it's better than sitting alone in a bloody dorm." Gretchen stated with a light sigh, hoping that she wouldn't have to state the obvious to Dante. If he was alone, with nothing to do, which certainly could be the case at this stage, then she wanted him here. Whether it was to play with his mind for a while, hit into her stash of alcohol, hang out or whatever, she just wanted him to be the one she was with. Why? Because Dante was pretty darn hott, and having status like that up your sleeve was always something to feed to your ego.[/blockquote]
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Post by Dante Pryzdatek on Oct 1, 2008 7:03:01 GMT -5
`Dante Pryzdatek~ Outfit ~ Click here[/center][/font][/color] Leaning back on the wall, a smirk upon his young face, Dante breathed a sigh of relief at the girls sultry voice. It made the boy smile, that was for freaking sure, and sent a chill down his spine at the same time. She was a vampire, something that only sweetened the deal for Dante, but he was rather ashamed of his crush. Firstly, since when did someone with the status that Dante had earned for himself have crushes? Secondly, was he fifteen, or was he two? Thirdly, why was it Gretchen that the boy wanted to have? It was like he almost wanted what he could not have, and he wasn't that positive that he could get her.
Continuing to take steps to the girls dorms, Dante grinned to himself. "Oh no, I've been sitting alone, pillow in hand, staring aimlessly at the phone hoping that a beautiful girl called me. Well, half of that was true, I'll let you assume which." Dante said, rather cheesed up. That was lame, it truly was. "I've been by myself in the dorm, but at least my wish came true." He grinned, finding himself at the entry to Gretchen's room, her dorm, the place that Dante hadn't yet seen. He had dropped her off that night, but ever since then, he hadn't been there.
Knocking on the door, pressing his forehead against the wood, Dante grinned. "Guess who?" He said, hanging up the phone.
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Post by Gretchen Fitzroy on Oct 1, 2008 7:17:50 GMT -5
``G. Fitzroy
[/font] even broken hearts may have their doubts[/center] Had Gretchen had something to do, she might have not been getting herself into this mess. Well, alright, so it might not turn out to be a complete mess. But if the two wanted to step up to... whatever this was, then that was gonna take some guts. I mean, you could tell by looking at Dante and herself that neither of them were exactly considerate when they flirted with someone. In saying that, it was obvious that both weren't exactly the kind of kids who fell for one person, one person only, and pursued that relationship until the end. Gretchen had been known for her passionate, yet short-lived flings, more so than her long-lasting relationships. And though she wasn't too sure on Dante's own reputation in that section, she could safely claim that he would be much the same.
His cheesy comment brought a bubble of laughter from the girl, something she assumed she was laughing at, rather than with. After ward, Gretchen found herself smiling down the receiver, when hearing his words. "For what it's worth, I'm glad that I was pushed to the brink of insanity via boredom, so your wish could come true." the girl confessed in a silky tone. Some of her comment held truth, but for the most part, it was just general flirting. In fact, the girl had been so concentrated on straining her ears to the other end of the phone, that she hadn't realized that the footsteps matched those of the ones heading to wards her dorm.
"Guess who?" And then the dial died. She almost swore, before realizing that the knows had been issued from her dorm door. Not wanting to appear eager and desperate, though she did feel that way to a certain extent, Gretch hung up her end of the line, dropping the phone on her bed. Only her bedside lamp had been on, so the girl had to switch on the standing lamp in the corner of the room before approaching the door. She carefully opened the door, peeking out with her eyes before extending it out all the way, to reveal her frame in the doorway. "What a pleasant surprise, Mister Pryzdatek. Would you like to come in?" the teen questioned in a seductive, though teasing manor. It was all smiles from here.[/blockquote]
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Post by Dante Pryzdatek on Oct 1, 2008 7:27:40 GMT -5
`Dante Pryzdatek~ Outfit ~ Click here[/center][/font][/color] Grinning as he continued to rest his head on the cold surface of the door, Dante kicked himself for being such a loser. Okay, so he was flirting with Gretchen, she was hot, he was hot, she was a vampire, he was a vampire, he was fifteen, she was fifteen, it all matched up, but Dante didn't want to rush into anything. He didn't know if the girl thought of him as being hot, or even flirting material, but, as humane as it sounded, considering it was Dante that was thinking this, he didn't want to sabotage the fun, happy relationship that he had created with the girl, if she wasn't interested in taking it to the next level.
Dante was a goof, and for the first time in quite a while, he wasn't happy about how he was acting around this girl. God, he was a dickhead, to say the absolute least. Freaking out slightly as the door wasn't opened immediately, hoping that he had chosen the right dorm, and not one that was belonging to some evil person that would kill him, or something, Dante breathed as sigh of relief as the girl pulled the door away from his forehead. Grinning smoothly, Dante raised his eyebrows in a suggestive way.
"Do I have to co-..." Dante said, drawing his eyes down to what the girl was wearing. Yeah, great outfit? "You didn't have to dress up for me, I'm already impressed." He said, with a grin and a laugh, before stepping inside of the room, moving the girl aside with his hand on her hip. "'Scuse me." He laughed, flopping down on the bed.
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Post by Gretchen Fitzroy on Oct 1, 2008 7:42:43 GMT -5
``G. Fitzroy
[/font] even broken hearts may have their doubts[/center] Gretchen raised one of her perfectly plucked eye brows at Dante, as his speech was stopped. She didn't remove her eyes from his face, as the boy looked down, probably observing what she was wearing. God, did she feel like a slut. Who said she wasn't, you ask? Well, the fact of the matter was that the girl didn't sleep with everyone that showed interest in her, heck, not even all the boys who got their tongue down her throat. They honestly had to be good enough to sleep with her, and she wasn't easily pressured into situations like that. She had to be as willing as the guy was if anything was to happen.
Anyway, back on track, while Dante obviously checked out what she was wearing, the girl took a quick glance over what he was wearing too. Black pants, Nike shirt, wearing a to-die-for expression: it all all good. At his followed comment, Gretch looked back up to his eyes, smirking at the boy. "I'm glad you're impressed. Makes up for the both of us, I'm sure." she teased. The teen was always impressed, in one way or another. He could be wearing old man clothes, and Gretchen wouldn't mind. He could rock up to her dorm in a pair of jocks for all she cared. Not that she would have minded the latter, though.
As Dante moved her aside, hand on her hip, the girl turned to watch him flop down on her bed. She shook her head had him, before leaning across to switch off the tall lamp again, following the boy back to her own bed. It wasn't utterly dark, but the lamp on her bed-side-table gave them just enough light for the mood that was beginning to churn. "Just make yourself at home, 'kay?" she insisted playfully, before collapsing onto her bed. Well, onto the bed, and over Dante's stomach, too. She slid her but back so that her legs were draped over his tummy. Fortunately, they were tan and smooth, so there would be no embarrassment there. "Happy I called?" [/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Dante Pryzdatek on Oct 1, 2008 7:55:22 GMT -5
`Dante Pryzdatek~ Outfit ~ Click here[/center][/font][/color] Dante couldn't help but laugh at what the girl was wearing. In fact, it was incredibly sexy. The only unfortunate thing was that Dante felt like he was over dressed. Maybe he should have worn his pyjama's over, even if the boy didn't actually own a pair. He slept his in Calvin Klein cotton boxers, something that he wasn't too scared of to admit. He looked good, so he had been told by so many people. But still, Dante had been wearing his current outfit for the whole day, maybe it was time for a change? But it was too late, Dante was already lying on Gretchen's bed.
Watching the girl walk over, after turning off the lamp, Dante felt his face brighten up into a smile. Following her, his eyes locked upon hers as he felt her legs over his stomach, Dante grinned playfully towards the girl. "Says you." He said, gesturing to the girls legs, which were sitting now on the boy's legs, as he had pulled himself up just seconds before. Placing his hand onto the girls leg, Dante stroked the smooth surface, his eyes still locked on the girls.
"You could say that." He said, almost seductively. Okay, this was getting weird. What was this girl doing to him, making him all human and nice. Seriously? It was like she had manipulation as one of her forms of magic, because Dante wasn't usually like this. "So, miss popular, did you long to hear my voice, to see my face, to feel my presence? Is that why you rang me?" He asked, raising one eyebrow at the girl, still running his hand up and down the girls leg slowly. Ugh, thank god she had shaved that day.
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Post by Gretchen Fitzroy on Oct 1, 2008 8:10:35 GMT -5
``G. Fitzroy
[/font] even broken hearts may have their doubts[/center] "Hey, it's my bed, and my dorm. I'll make myself as goddamn comfortable as I like." the teenager replied, a mischievous grin playing on her features. "But in saying that, I wouldn't and you to be uncomfortable." Gretch stated, letting her hand closest to Dante slide from her possession, and gently lay on his thigh. If someone were to burst in on them right now, one might think think the two were actually dating. Putting aside both their personalities, egos and reputations, that is. But ultimately, this might have very well been the kind of thing the two would do, if they were going out. Although, in saying that, things might be, er, a little more... physical? Yeah, that was probably the right aspect of the situation.
Gretchen couldn't rip her eyes away from the boy's gaze, finding it much too rich to want to give up. It was too easy to give into looking at him, rather than fight the feeling. Looking at him now, the teen couldn't help but recall the night that they had met. Both had started out sober, but they were fast to change that, with the aid of a good old bottle of vodka. That night, though it was a little blurred around in edges in the girl mind, had been very... intimate? Maybe. Lets just saw the two had been pretty raw with each other, which had probably contributed to the close relationship they had today. Aside from the flirting and the obvious chemestry... Gretchen actually hoped that Dante could maybe, possibly, one day consider her an actual friend.
"Hmm, I suppose that was partly the reason. But besides that, I was bored shitless with nothing to do. When I realized I had the dorm to myself, probably for the whole night, knowing the girls, It just kind of clicked. I know you of all people wouldn't be up to anything, so I thought I'd invite your sorry soul over for some... er, quality bonding time?" it was laced in corny joking, or was it flirting again? Eh, who cares, but yet again, the words held both truth and banter in them. "What made you come over so quickly?" Gretchen asked softly after a moment, smiling at Dante, giving his thigh a tender squeeze.[/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Dante Pryzdatek on Oct 1, 2008 8:22:06 GMT -5
`Dante Pryzdatek~ Outfit ~ Click here[/center][/font][/color] Dante too had given in to the awful temptation to gaze in to Gretchen's eyes. He wasn't sure where this would end up, but he was not the best judge for that. He felt that something was bound to happen between them, heck, he wanted to see if the feelings were strong enough between them, but friendship seemed to be the most obvious goal. But he'd have to explore the feelings right now, to see if there was anything that was worth putting off the friendship for. It sounded perverted, but Dante wanted to follow the chemistry before he made any rash desicions, he wanted to be sure of everything before he ticked the options.
Grinning as he felt the girls hand against his thigh, the mood quickly changing to something that was more serious, Dante winked towards the girl, as a jolt was sent down his spine. He hoped that her roommates weren't going to have an early night, but he couldn't be the judge of that. Dante picked his other hand up off the bed, placing it over the girls own, just after he felt a squeeze on his leg. Dante was acting on initiative at the moment, he had no idea what he was doing, why he was doing it, or where he was going, and he hoped the girl didn't mind.
Shrugging his shoulders affectionately, Dante leaned back onto the bed, straigtening his self up so that he was almost parallel to the girl, her leg still hanging over the boys own. Before doing this, Dante had pulled the girls hand up, and curled his fingers around hers. His other hand still lay on the girl's leg, his eyes now looking up at the ceiling. "You know, I don't know the answer to that question... I guess I'd never pass up the opportunity to spend time with you." He said, smiling all the more. Okay, this was odd. [/blockquote]
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Post by Gretchen Fitzroy on Oct 1, 2008 8:34:22 GMT -5
``G. Fitzroy
[/font] even broken hearts may have their doubts[/center] For All Gretch knew, Dante could have been playing her for a fool. But, dammit, if that was the case, he was going such a good job of it. It was too tiring, and rather stupid to try and step back and analyze this situation. If she were too, maybe the girl would be able to figure out whether he was just playing around with her emotions, or if the boy actually felt something. It was all just really confusing, so the girl decided not to dwell on the matter. If Dante was just using her, then she was just another notch on his belt. And if he wasn't? Well, they would take that one step at a time. But at this rate, it seemed the two were running more so than they were walking to wards anything.
Feeling the vampire boy pick up his hand, and place it over her own, the girl felt a shiver run down her spine. It was similar to the ones she had experienced when they were alone together at the run down theme park, when Dante had initially wrapped his arms around her. It was like sparks of electricity were practically flying between them. She didn't remove her gaze from his, as the other teenager straightened up to a higher position than before. Things seemed to feel drawn out, as his hand curled around her own, Dante now looking up rather than at her. Gretchen followed where his eyes were, wondering what was so interesting about her ceiling.
When he spoken again, the girl looked back down, a sweet smile gracing her features, somewhat matching his. "You sure know how to flatter a girl, Dante." she admitted, removing her hand from his thigh and now resting it on his shoulder. With this movement, Gretch inched forward slightly, now able to smell the warm, classic scent of the boy's skin. Her enhanced scenes made this magnified, but it was a rich kind of smell that the girl associated with handsome, important men. The girl gently brushed her fingers over the upper blade of his shoulder, as a action of... thanks? Sure, why not.[/blockquote]
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Post by Dante Pryzdatek on Oct 4, 2008 4:59:36 GMT -5
`Dante Pryzdatek~ Outfit ~ Click here[/center][/font][/color] Dante wasn't meaning to play Gretchen along. Okay, so he wasn't really, he was acting on the feelings that he had for the girl. She was funny, she was pretty, she was Dante's type, and wasn't that all that mattered. Sure, he wasn't really thinking straight, his mind was racing as fast as a ferrari on a racetrack, and he didn't really know what he was doing. Was this going to screw everything that he and Gretchen had, the friendship, that may have been onesided? Dante considered the girl as a friend, one of the only girls that he had thought of that way. Sure, there were many girls that he liked, that Blair girl that he had met on the rooftops, for instance, but she wasn't there now.
Feeling the soft touch on his shoulder bone, a shiver was sent down the boys spine. "I do what I can. After all, I have to keep my charmer, irresistable reputation going, don't I?" Dante grinned, turning himself to look at the girl once again. She looked really nice, pretty, beautiful even, in something that Dante was surprised at. "After all, you need a superman." He grinned, noting at the girls superman boxer shorts. He had a playful grin upon his face, a confused expression hiding behind all of that. He hadn't acted like this since the last time he got smashed, ironically with the girl that he was now flirting with.
"So, I tuned out when I finished talking. Why did you call me, truthfully, this time, or you'll pay." He asked the girl, still grinning all the more. The boy probably seemed so childish, sitting with his legs crossed, facing the girl, a happy, playful expression across the boy's evenly tanned features. Sure, it was weird, the girl wearing her pyjamas, the boy wearing his name brand Nike shirt and dress pants, and his Rayban sunglasses sitting atop his head. Leaning in towards the girl, Dante laid back down next to the girl, so close that she would have been able to feel his breath on her shoulders. "I'm tired." He said with a yawn, grinning mischeivously towards the girl. Yeah, sleep. [/blockquote]
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Post by Gretchen Fitzroy on Oct 7, 2008 7:01:51 GMT -5
``G. Fitzroy
[/font] even broken hearts may have their doubts[/center] I do what I can. After all, I have to keep my charmer, irresistible reputation going, don't I?
Gretchen surveyed the boy for a few good seconds, her eye brows raised again, a smile playing on her lips. He had a good point there, as much as she didn't want to admit it. He had the kind of charm that one could use to sell sand in the desert, snow in the polar ice caps, and water in the middle of the ocean. One couldn't help but admit that if Dante wanted to catch a girl on mere charm, he could do it blind folded with his hands tied behind his back. Which was why Gretchen was still weary of him. She wanted to be his friend. She wanted to find out if he was simply full of shit, or if there was actually something to him. Heck, she could even say she wanted to be his girlfriend. But the last of these wishes... well... it was allot harder to succeed in.
"Charming? Sure. But irresistible? I dunno, I think I could resist you, if need be." Gretchen grinned, before shaking her head with a light laugh at his following comment. She absently looked down at her shorts, before quickly connecting her gave back up at the boy with her. "I don't need a superman. But one would be nice. Especially if they had all the perks. You know, tan, buff, gorgeous with superhuman powers." the teenager gave a somewhat casual shrug. Funnily enough, a boyfriend with those requirements, including he super powers trait, wouldn't be all that hard to find at school. Yeah, in fact, one perfect subject was sitting with his hand enclosing her own.
At his question, the vampire gave a moment thought. Why had she called him, and not some other guy that she knew would have just wanted to get straight to the point? Whatever that meant, anyway. Well, the truth was, Gretch really didn't know what to expect from Dante. It was almost as if the more time she spent with him, the more she felt like she could figure him out. Which was probably a false sense of security, but hey, who could blame the girl for wanting to get close to him. "Honestly? I wanted to spend time with you. Anyone else I thought of calling over would have been utterly boring, or out doing something... fun. I actually thought you would be up to something..." with some girl. "But I was glad that wasn't right. I guess... maybe... I sort of... missed you?" Gretchen sent him another devilish grin, before following suit and laying down with Dante. She turned her face, so there noses, their lips, their eyes were mere centimers apart.
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Post by Dante Pryzdatek on Oct 7, 2008 18:44:36 GMT -5
`Dante Pryzdatek~ Outfit ~ Click here[/center][/font][/color] Smirking once again as he saw the girl contemplating his last line, Dante was finally feeling as if he were back to his usual self. To be honest, Dante hadn't planned on doing anything once he had got here, he was probably going to fall asleep. But heck, this was more enjoyable than sleeping. He wasn't sure whether Gretchen even liked him, but when he was crushin' on someone, he didn't really care. He always seemed to get his way, whether he was flirting or not. It was just a ... talent that the boy had pertained over the course of his life.
"Fair enough." He said, pretending to believe her statement about being able to resist him. As if. No, Dante was going to prove to the girl that he was exactly what she wanted, needed, and couldn't resist. Giving a mere smile to the girls next line, Dante cocked his head on the side to look at her properly. "I'm sorry, I tuned out, why did you just describe me?" He joked, pulling his arm up and flexing so his muscles were quite evident. Laughing, Dante collapsed back onto the bed. As he felt the girl move closer to where he was, Dante turned on his side and smiled at the girl.
Remember what she said about being able to resist Dante? Well, this was going to prove that she couldn't. Placing his hand on the side of her face, Dante leaned closer until their noses were touching. Smiling ever so slightly, Dante pulled himself closer and planted a soft kiss on the girl's lips. After pulling back slightly, Dante placed another kiss on her nose, and grinned to the girl. "Okay then, resist me." It was cheesy, it was totally not Dante's style, but hopefully the girl wouldn't get to freaked out. [/blockquote]
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Post by Gretchen Fitzroy on Oct 8, 2008 1:36:11 GMT -5
``G. Fitzroy
[/font] even broken hearts may have their doubts[/center] If Dante was a drug, Gretchen would have had an over-dose way before this point in time. But luckily, she wasn't yet an addict on something as addicting as the boy could be to her after this night. His sent seemed to cast a spell over her. It mingled with the sent of her own lush fruity conditioner. She could feel his warm, fresh breath running over her, drawing her closer. Gretch could even feel ever slight movement he made, and see the muscles in his jaw working whenever the other teenager spoke. And that wasn't even the end of it. She could see the way his hair fell around his face. The pattern in which he blinked. Yeah, she had been paying attention, but it was a little hard not ti notice these things when you had enhanced human senses. All the more perks to being a vampire.
So it was safe to say that when Dante moved, and flexed, Gretchen was... a little impressed? Well, she was rather impressed, but it wasn't surprising all the same. She shook her head slightly, playing disbelief at what he had just done. "Sweetie, you have nothing on me and my superman boxers." and with that, the girl pulled her arm up wards, and flexed mockingly to Dante. Yeah, her muscles defiantly weren't nearly as big as his, but it was an obvious come back to make all the same. "It's okay if you feel defeated, I'm pretty awesome like that." Gretchen teased, a grin tugging on her features.
Once having settled back into her position on the side facing the boy, the teen smiled sweetly at him again. Then, a classic 'aww' moment arrived. Like so many people had told her, yet the girl was yet to really experience, time kinda of... slowed down. Dante's lips were soft, and unusually warm too. She knew it was crappy to admit it, but he was a really good kisser, for the lightness of it. Before she had any time to react, which was probably a good thing on her behalf, the boy pulled back, and planted a kiss on her nose. Now, if this had been another girl, they may have jumped straight back in, shoving their tongue down Dante's throat. But no, this was Gretchen. She was supposed to have class, elegance. At his comment, the teenager let out a small laugh.
"You know, I think this is more the issue of you resisting me, Dante." The girl said softly, picking up one of her hands from the bed, and tracing it from the boy's belt buckle, right up to his collar bone. From there, Gretchen merely let her hand gently lay on his chest, her thumb softly rubbing against the black fabric of his shirt. The girl tilted her head into the bed a little, surveying Dante with a curious glance. Internally... she was actually hoping he would give into temptation.[/blockquote]
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