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| Freya LaShale | Jun 22 2009, 11:12 PM |
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Love Thief
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She could giggle at his child-like ignorance when he echoed her, but she didn't, and merely kept on smiling as she had been, her hands continuously reaching back up to sift through his mane, coiling the unruly locks around her fingertips. "Well, like anybody else who meets a man with a covered face, I thought you may have been hiding something awful. Not that it would really matter, I like you a lot just because you seem a little bit nuts... but it's a nice relief. Very kissable." Her head lowered back onto his chest, an arm draped over his bare stomach. She shifted a bit to become completely comfortable, against a body that nicely molded to her own, a good fit, and closed her eyes to rest. The magician may not have noticed the bandit's ease, growing to a point of becoming too comfortable, and sleep was quickly rising to meet her. She thought about what might happen tomorrow when they awoke next to each other, how that would play out, and exactly how much of a hangover she might have. She thought about how far she was willing to take this night. Perhaps forever, or at the very least, until Razi screwed it up. On the other hand, Freya wondered how far he was willing to take it. Would it freak him out if, in the morning, she let him know she might be looking for a relationship? Ah, but she still hardly knew the man, and she knew she'd never feel she did until the first time she'd see him burning in anger. It was the best way to judge if she was going to end up getting hurt or not. So, she would wait... and watch... |
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