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projectroxas2009-06-13 10:10 pm
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[ the door of the car closes with a light thudas he gets out. slips the sunglasses off his eyes & onto his head, nestled into his hair; he's dressed rather casually today, red dress-shirt with its top two buttons undone & the rest in a suit-like attire. seems to blend right into the crowd as soon as he enters the building, surrounded by people who live to sell their looks. ignores the gazes, entirely faithful to his purpose at present. he only stops once to ask for directions --
"Tell me. Where would Brianna be at this hour?"
& he saunters into the area, standing in the shadows as he watches the flashes of light caress brianna's form, appreciative. ]
"Tell me. Where would Brianna be at this hour?"
& he saunters into the area, standing in the shadows as he watches the flashes of light caress brianna's form, appreciative. ]

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very, very slowly smiles at his smile, carefully turning her head back to center after she had her share of a look. ]
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he doesn't wait for her when he starts making his way towards their home, but his steps are slow enough to give away the silent communication. ]
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is suddenly snapped out of those thoughts when her (second) phone vibrates in her purse, taking it out to slide it open and stare down at it. closes her eyes briefly, making a decision to shut it off for now, slipping it back into her bag while slowly catching up without too much trouble. stays a few steps back regardless, allowing albert to take the full lead. ]
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he then turns around so that he is facing her when she enters. ]
Welcome home, princess.
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[ says that pointedly yet sultry, as if it's a secret code of some sort. doesn't take anymore steps from the door (nor him) just yet, briefly glancing elsewhere before her gaze falls back upon albert. ]
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Here? Or the bath?
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Well, I am a little bit dirty, I suppose.
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Then I suppose it'll have to be the bath.
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Are you going to help clean me, big brother. [ a statement at best, licking her lips briefly within another tilt of her head. ] Or will I need another bath after this one?
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[ an arm now slides around her waist, tugging her gently towards his body as he leans his face down & kisses slowly down the side of her jaw. ]
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Guess I'll have to be patient.
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I won't make it difficult.
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[ barely registered what he's saying, eyes sliding shut to bask in the feeling, light fingers now fumbling slowly with the buttons on his dress-shirt. ]
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he then brings the fingers he had captured, turns them around so that he can press his lips against the nails of her index & middle finger. lets his voice go low & brushes his answer as a whisper against her skin. ]
No.
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Hmm. M'a lucky girl, aren't I.
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releases the pants so that they can fall away from the rest of her legs via gravity while those fingers take to kneading her outer thigh. ]
You are my princess.
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feels her lips tug slightly at his words, caught between focusing on that and focusing on the feeling. shivers slightly at the hand at her thigh, wishing she could pull him closer, if it were at all possible. ]
Always?
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Always.
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I'm happy, then.
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pauses in the sound passing between his lips, frowning momentarily when he tries to find a song. finally finds it and looks pleased enough to keep on walking, shoving it back into his pocket along the way down the stairs.
turns here, turns there; finally finds himself before the door, but stops in his tracks and stares at the scene before him. ]
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thinks he's just been scarred for life. ]
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slowly grins and rolls her hips against albert again, lifting up to nibble on his ear, pausing in the action to finally whisper: ]
We've~ got company.
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