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Post by Pebble on Nov 27, 2016 5:30:22 GMT
Sam and Dean were on a hunt; there was nobody to stop Alula now. She'd been away from Benedict long enough. She hadn't kissed him in weeks; it was unbearable to her. She loved him, needed him. He needed her too, she knew this from the looks he shot her and the fact that he would actually sneak into her bedroom in his dogon for to keep her warm. She wasn't stupid. And, Dean or not, she was going to kiss him. A little crazy she was but, determined. Alula's attention was on the taller yet younger male, trailing after him into the hall. Yes, this was her chance. She jogged up beside him, being herself at first. Acting, a habit she had any more. "Hey, Benedict." She greeted with a small smile before looking just ahead. Oh hey a conveniently placed closet. Perfect. She continued walking beside him. As soon as they reached it, her hand shot out on grabbed his hand before opening the closet door and pulling him in with her, shutting it quickly behind her. Oh yes! A small closet. The only light was from the Crack under the door but, it was enough. "Hi." She muttered before lightly pinning him against the wall of the empty closet and kissing him.
//rushed because I want to read and I'm tired and phone is being a little shit.
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Post by Timur on Nov 27, 2016 6:31:19 GMT
Hey cuddling was fun and Alula was good at it, who could blame him for wanting to do it again? Dean hadn't caught them so that was also a plus, and he had become an expert at not stabbing people with his horns by accident. They hadn't been able to kiss or hold hands, and with Dean's ever watchful eye he couldn't even sneak out these past few days. Her deductions would be right, he was dieing to get an alone moment with her. And it would seem that they were blessed with Dean being away on a case, with Sam no less so that meant even less people to catch them in the act. When Alula came up and greeted him he couldn't help that his heart rate went up, a tell tale sign of his attraction to her. "Hey Lu." he said, deciding to use the nickname he had recently come up for her. However they didn't stop walking, despite him forgetting where he was going. He wondered if he should say anything else or if she had something in mind to talk about. But those thoughts were cut short as she yanked his hand, tugging the rest of him along with it into the oh so conveniently placed closet with a yelp of surprise. His heart would be hammering now and she spoke again, her breath warm on his skin, and then she pinned him against the wall and pushing her lips to his. Benedict let out a small gasp of surprise as her spontaneousness, though he couldn't deny that he loved it. Soon enough he would be kissing back, his arms snaking around her to pull her close, one hand resting on the small of her back while the other rested on her shoulder blade. He could get used to this.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 27, 2016 6:48:41 GMT
He kissed her back. Ah, so her randomness was appreciated. His hands trailed around to her back in which she felt herself being pulled closer. With no need to pin him anymore, she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck before pulling back briefly to catch a breath. As soon as it was done, she went right back to kissing him, tilting her head slightly as to get a better angle. She let off low 'mmph' of pleasure as she purposely pressed herself closer, her own chest pressed against his. Her heart was slamming against her chest and she really couldn't blame it. Her eyes fluttered close after a while, loosing all thought except for kissing Benedict.
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Post by Timur on Nov 28, 2016 3:23:04 GMT
He felt her hands move from pinning him to wrapping around his neck, in a not strangle-y way of course. She pulled away briefly for a breath and he used the opportunity to catch his own breath, and she soon went straight back to kissing him. She pressed against him and he was happy with that. He was with her again and without fearing Dean walking in on them and he was happy with that. He made a mental note to think up of another date to take her on. "I love you." he muttered against her lips, loving every moment of it. The hand on her shoulder would begin to move, tracing small patterns on the fabric and gently pressing into her skin as he do so. Not to hard, but hard enough so that she would feel it.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 28, 2016 4:33:23 GMT
He would speak in which she smiled briefly before speaking. "I love you too." Her words were spoken quickly as she wanted to get back to kissing him. Which she did, harder this time and with a lot more passion than previous kisses they had shared. His fingers would start to trail across her shoulder blades, making little patterns in which goose bumps would rise. She moved her hands just a bit as so she was cupping his head, tilting it down a bit so she could get more, being shorter than him. The tips of her fingers played with his slightly curled hair as she kissed him. There was nothing to worry about here. Nobody would walk in on them.
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Post by Timur on Dec 1, 2016 5:19:42 GMT
Benny was still pretty new to this whole kissing thing and would ultimately soon become rather overwhelmed by this scene. He loved it yes, and a part of him wanted to just stay there for as long as he could and kiss Alula, but he needed a break. He'd get to the making out part soon enough. With the need for a break Benedict would try and break away from the kiss, and if successful his breathing would be a bit heavy as he had been holding his breath for some reason. She seemed to want to kiss forever, but sadly that would be cut off. Maybe they could watch some cartoons together or something.
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Post by Pebble on Dec 2, 2016 2:00:02 GMT
As he pulled back, Alula let him go. She allowed herself to back up, giving him space and instead pressing her back lightly against the wall opposite of him. "Sorry." She mumbled, smoothing her static hair. She fiddled with her fingers after that. Cartoons sounded nice.
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Post by Timur on Dec 10, 2016 5:00:15 GMT
Benedict didn't want an apology, he hadn't expected it honestly. It would spark a bit of confusion in his eyes. His hands would move from her back and trail down until he could hold her hands, gently rubbing his thumb over hers and probably ceasing her fidgeting. "What are you sorry for?" the other asked, a soft smile on his lips.
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Post by Pebble on Dec 10, 2016 5:15:30 GMT
Alula glanced up as he rubbed his thumb over her hand. So, he wasn't expecting one? With a soft smile, she would grip his hand back. "Nothing." She spoke, voice light, almost breathless.
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Post by Timur on Dec 10, 2016 5:27:33 GMT
That was even more confusing. She was saying sorry for nothing? Hm. His eyebrows would momentarily furrow before he dismissed it. Benedict was learning to just accept when things like this happened. "So now what?" he asked.
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Post by Pebble on Dec 10, 2016 5:34:46 GMT
Alula shrugged. "Cartoons?" She asked tiredly. She wasn't sure what he wanted.... she was older and never actually had this luxury. She sighed quietly, wondering.
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Post by Timur on Dec 10, 2016 5:53:45 GMT
Benedict however would pick up on her tired tone and his features would shift to concerned. "You sound tired, you sure you don't want to sleep or something?" He didn't want her to suffer because of something as simple as watching cartoons over sleep. Sleep was very important he knew, she'd need it just as much as anyone. He'd be happy to cuddle with her if that's what she wanted, he just wanted her to be healthy and happy.
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