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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 21:51:48 GMT -5
Glass of Lag in hand, he watched the end of the last Sunday night football game come to an end, the wrong team winning of course, but that wasn't unusual. Now, if he could coach one of his teams, they'd never lose. Of course, most, if not all, couch-side coaches probably thought the same thing. Draining, his glass, he turned off the TV and went to find Marissa. He found her getting ready for the night in their room. "Going to SafePlace tonight?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 22:07:00 GMT -5
*Threw her hair over her shoulder and turned with a smile, stepping foward she kissed his cheek.* Yes, but I shouldn't be there too long tonight. *slid her arms around his neck* Then I'm all yours.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 22:19:26 GMT -5
Grinning, he leaned down and kissed her. "Good, because I have the night off and don't want to waste it watching reruns of Friends." He pulled her against him and nuzzled her ear. "When do you have to leave?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 22:26:46 GMT -5
*Turning into him, as a slight shiver went down her spine, she smiled* Not for another fifteen minutes or so.
*she smiled as he nuzzled her neck and let out a soft laugh* Or maybe more. The sooner I go the sooner I come back.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 22:37:22 GMT -5
He sighed and pressed a kiss against her throat, her sweet smell in his nose, making him pull her even tighter against him. "Yeah, I guess you have a point." He lifted his head to smile down at her. "Marissa O'Neal, heroine of the vampire race." He brushed a strand of hair from her cheek. "Do I tell you often enough, sweetheart, how proud I am of you?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 22:42:18 GMT -5
*Looked up at him, and smiled, laid a hand on his cheek* You tell me all the time Nallum, and every time I tell you...only because you make me strong.
*Stood on her toes and kissed his lips, smiling* And if you keep sweet talking me, I'm never going to get to work you know...
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 22:55:41 GMT -5
Grinning, he kissed her again. "Never is an option? Well, why didn't you say so before?" He wound his hands in her hair, pulling her up to him, kissing her gently. "We'd be way past sweet talking if you had."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 23:02:25 GMT -5
*threw her head back as his fingers laced in her hair and laughed.* Now, you are making me want to call in and tell all the doggen that I cannot be there today to try what they have planned to add to the menu. *Arched a brow* They were quite excited about it, *sighed* but I will call and tell them no...I can't do it.
*Looked down and then up at him through her long lashes, trying to keep the grin from forming on her lips*
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 23:26:17 GMT -5
It was tempting, especially with her in his arms, looking up at him with that look that drove him crazy, but she wouldn't be who she was if she shirked her responsibilities. He didn't want to harm her in any way, even with something as simple as calling in to work. SafePlace was hers and he couldn't justify pulling her away for long.
"No, sweetheart, you go, do your thing, but don't be long. I can't wait much longer for you." Unable to let her go just yet, he pulled her mouth to his again, this time a little rougher.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 23:35:43 GMT -5
*She loved his lips on hers, she sighed as her mouth opened she let her tongue linger on the tip of one of his fangs and then nipped his bottom lip with her own.* I am going to go, I am going to help the doggen, then I am going to come home...to my hellren and then, you may enjoy your night off.
*She smiled and kissed his lips once more.*
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 23:50:29 GMT -5
With a quiet groan, he let her go, loving her mussed hair and swollen lips. "Hurry back, sweetheart. I'll be trying to wait patiently for you." Taking her hand, he led her to the door, waiting while she fixed her hair in the mirror and gathered what she needed. When she was ready, he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Be safe and go help people."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 9, 2012 23:53:02 GMT -5
*With a lick of her lips in the mirror, she gave him a wink and a smile* I will nallum I promise.
*Still smiling she dematerialized to SafePlace, and met with the doggen, snapped her fingers* Alright Ladies let's get this taste testing going, I've got somewhere to be.
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