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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 20:49:50 GMT -5
Leaning against the entry into the living room, he watched Marissa go through paperwork from SafePlace. She was spectacular at her job, but obviously busy and stressed. With the slave ring drama from last week, she was behind.
As she sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose again, he stepped forward and took the papers from her hand. Setting them carefully aside, he took her hands and pulled her to her feet. "Baby, you need a break. Come with me?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 20:56:15 GMT -5
but..but..Butch, Nallum, I have work to do...there are so many at SafePlace right now. *She turned and looked at her papers with a sigh and back to him and pouted.* Where are you taking me?
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 21:01:14 GMT -5
Chuckling, he leaned down to kiss her adorable little pouty lip. "Just a short break, baby. Your work will still be here when we get back. Don't worry about where we're going, just relax and take a few minutes to breathe." Keeping her hand in his, he led her out to the courtyard and across to the woods. Taking one of the wellworn paths, they entered the dark and silent woods.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 21:08:14 GMT -5
*Held his hand and rubbed her thumb across the top, smiling she leaned her head on his arm.* Are you kidnapping me? *laughed and held on to his arm* Well, technically it's not kidnapping if the person is willing.
*She took in a breath, the air around them was warm...but she could smell fall coming. She always loved fall. The air was hinted with a subtle trace of Butch's bonding scent.* So, what do you have coming up this week?
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 21:19:29 GMT -5
He smiled down at her. "Yes, I'm kidnapping you, willing or not. As for this week, just patrol a few nights, otherwise no plans." Squeezing her hand, he let go and wrapped his arm around her shoulders while they continued to walk. "How's your week look?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 21:30:49 GMT -5
*Sighed and tilted her head.* I've got quite a few females at SafePlace which we still need to locate their families for. The males are all staying with trusted volunteer families, until their families are found. Just a busy and full house. I love it.
*Pulled away from him, to move in front and walked backwards smiling* So, I've wanted to tell you but haven't had the chance. I've made a new friend.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 21:38:25 GMT -5
He smiled at the pride for SafePlace in her voice. "A friend, huh? And who would this new friend be?" He gradually increased his pace until he got closer to her, watching for branches or anything she could trip over behind her.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 21:41:42 GMT -5
*Tilted her head back and forth* Well, she's more of a sister than a friend, and she's not who most people would think I would be friends with, but we somewhat...connected. It's Xhex.
*Turned and faced forward and stopped to let him bump into her.* So....what do you think?
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 21:48:29 GMT -5
So surprised by her revelation, he didn't catch himself before he bumped into her. He caught her quickly, her back to his front, his arms around her waist. Chuckling, he leaned down close to her ear. "I think its great you have a new friend, no matter who it is. I also think its great because I know you'll be safe with her." He brushed her hair back and kissed the shell of her ear. "So, how did that come about?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 21:53:51 GMT -5
*Smiled as a shiver went over her skin at his whisper to her ear* She...came by to inquire about SafePlace, and we got to talking. *laughed* Just talked and ended up, bonding. It's nice you know...to have a female that is not stuffy and snooty, or even *rolled her eyes* Prissy like me. She's real. *shrugged* I like real...
*leaned back and kissed his cheek* You are real. Real is good.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 22:10:19 GMT -5
He chuckled and pressed little kisses along her neck and shoulder. "You're not prissy, baby. You're as real as they come." He turned her around and walked her backwards a few steps until her back hit a tree. "Beautiful, kind, brave, and thoughtful do not make you prissy. So, you're organized and elegant. Those are just more things I love about you." He brushed the back of his hand down her cheek, loving the feel of her soft skin.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 22:15:20 GMT -5
*Turned into his hand and kissed it* You my love, are biased.
*Raised her arms and draped them over his shoulders. and looked up* Tell me Butch, you've done all these wonderful amazing things in your life...as a human...did you ever climb a tree?
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 22:18:48 GMT -5
He smiled down at her and shook his head. "I did not wonderful amazing things while I was human, but you're biased. I probably climbed a tree when I was a kid, but there aren't really a lot of them in South Boston. Why? You want to climb a tree, sweetheart?"
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 22:23:24 GMT -5
*She smirked and looked down, then up through her lashes.* Maybe?...I've never done it before. I would probably fall and scrape my skin, but I will heal. I was taught many things, had wonderful tutors, but things like this...I never got to do. It wasn't *rolled her eyes* proper.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 22:28:24 GMT -5
Grinning, he turned her around and lifted her arms, pressing her hands against the tree in front of her. Leaning down, he spoke quietly in her ear again. "I'm going to lift you up to that bottom branch and then you go from there. If you fall, I'll catch you." Sliding his hands down her arms and back to her waist, he lifted her high until she could reach the bottom most branch.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 22:32:16 GMT -5
*She grasped at the branch and wrapped her slender fingers around it, pulling herself half way she lifted her leg and planted her foot on it and raised up to the next one, then looked down, and gasped.* Oh dear Scribe...this is really very high.
*She looked out into the woods and smiled. It all looked so different up here.* Tell me is this what it feels like for you tall males? To see everything from this point.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 22:41:59 GMT -5
Laughing, he looked up at her in the tree. "Not that high, but yeah, I probably see a lot more than you do." She gave him a look, but he'd said it cause he was safe down here from her annoyed punches. Putting his hands in his pockets, he watched her looking around the woods from the high vantage point, loving that he was helping her try something new and against her upbringing.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 22:45:47 GMT -5
*Smiled and raised a brow, she tilted her head and put one foot out dangling over the branch* So you said you'd catch me right? Well...let's test your reflexes, Brother Butch...see if you're up to the challenge.
*She grinned and step right off the branch letting go of the one above her.*
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 23:05:22 GMT -5
His hands shot out and he caught her around the waist, but her momentum knocked him off balance and he landed on the ground, Marissa on top of him. Grunting at the impact, he wrapped his arms tight to protect her. Looking up at her, he chuckled and pushed her hair back from her face. "Told you I'd catch you."
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 23:08:21 GMT -5
*She looked down at him, the moonlight shining in his eyes and smiled.* I love you mine Hellren.
*Lowered her lips to his and kissed him soft, then whispered against his lips* I knew you would catch me. I had no doubts.
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 23:17:49 GMT -5
He smiled against her lips and kissed her again. "I'll always catch you, sweetheart, no matter from how high you fall. I love you too, mine shellan." Winding his hands in her hair, he kissed her again.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 23:28:19 GMT -5
*His kiss was soft and their tongues touched and stroked against each others and built a fire in her skin. This was heaven in her hellren's arms under the stars, she could hear the sounds of the night in the woods on the path and she just sighed against him. Breaking the kiss she laid her head down on his chest and took in his scent which had bloomed during their kiss.*
Nallum, I hate to say this...and as much as I would love to stay out here all night...and *laughed* fool around under the stars. I have paper work calling my name. *she hid her face in his shirt as not to see his reaction*
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Post by Butch O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 23:33:24 GMT -5
Groaning, he dropped his head back, his arms going back around her waist. "Alright, alright, you wouldn't be my Marissa if you weren't committed." He picked his head up, kissed the top of her head and then got to his feet, his arms still around her. "At least I made you forget about it for a little while." Putting an arm around her shoulders, he turned and started to lead her from the woods.
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Post by Marissa O'Neal on Sept 16, 2012 23:36:17 GMT -5
*She stopped him and grabbed his hands bringing them to her lips and kissed them* Thank you for this. It helped a great deal, and I always love spending time with you. Now...
*Went behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders and hopped up on his back, kissing his cheek.* I've always wanted to do this too.
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