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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Aug 5, 2010 1:29:35 GMT -5
It was sometimes amazing how much self control Rory could muster, resisting even the most tempting attempts from her. Other times though? It seemed the simplest thing could make him crack. Right now? She really wanted him to crack, but he was somehow managing to fight it…
She started laughing as she saw the ‘gears’ in his head turning. He hadn’t really considered that had he? It was funny and cute how he reacted. It was satisfying, knowing that she’d ‘won’ once again though. “Didn’t think of that, did you?” She was smirking as he was back to the bed, holding out her shirt as if waiting for her to take it. With a sigh she sat up, reaching out to accept the article when he suddenly jerked it back and decided to instead lean forward to meet her with a kiss. She suddenly grinned, before leaning forward even more to press her lips softly against his.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Aug 5, 2010 9:12:52 GMT -5
"No... I guess I didn't..." Rory said admittedly. He had been a little to distracted by Freya to think about the other men outside the house and he had no doubt they would enjoy Freya going out without a shirt. Then, once they looked at her, he would have to spend the rest of the day killing every man in this town. That would have been a real annoyance. So it was better to just let her get her way this time.
As soon as their lips touched Rory smirked a little a bit. With how quickly she met him for the kiss, it was almost as if she had wanted him to crack so that he would come back over. Rory's passionatly kiss Freya again, laying her back down on the bed slightly as he leaned into her kiss. He knew though, that they would have to break the kiss now or else they would move into a situation they couldn't be in... at least not here. If they got into that situation again, Rory knew he wouldn't stop this time. Yet, he couldn't make himself pull away from the kiss.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Aug 5, 2010 13:28:36 GMT -5
It was rather interesting that both of them seemed liked the jealous type, Freya had fried the last girl to 'flirt' with Rory after all, though Rory hadn't exactly seen another guy flirting with her yet. When that happened.... Well things would get rather interesting. But it might end in Freya having to stop Rory from making to much of a commotion.
Freya had been waiting for him to crack, it was always fun to see how long he lasted. Not to mention just how forceful he'd get during the time. But, she wouldn't let him get to out of hand this time. Instead, she had a plan. She willingly let him push her back down a little, her fingers trailing those familiar muscles once again, before tracing all the way down to his own hand.... and yanking her shirt out of his grip. She leaned out of the kiss as soon as she had it, smirking. "You should keep a closer eye on the things your trying to taunt me with."
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Post by Rory Ashe on Aug 7, 2010 10:20:14 GMT -5
Rory almost let out a sigh as he kissed Freya, finally, they were both getting what they wanted... Or so he thought. He felt Freya's hand tracing down his arm, and didn't think anything of it, until suddenly she jerked her shirt from his hand. Rory pulled back, a look of surprise on his face, he had rarely ever been outsmarted. Then again, Freya could distract him like no one else ever had. The look of shock faded into annoyance, "I let ye have it lass, don't be too proud of yer self." He said with a slight smirk.
Though he knew both he and Freya knew she had tricked him; an incredibly rare occurence. Then again, so was the fact that he could be distracted easily, not to mention he was even dating someone. Whether Freya knew it or not, she had already won several victories over him. He turned around, muttering something in Gaelic as he grabbed the pants the old lady had given him, off the floor and put them on.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Aug 7, 2010 13:14:24 GMT -5
It wasn't that Freya didn't want this, quite the opposite, she was dying for it. She just happened to have a higher resolve at the moment. They'd just have to continue when they got back to the school, after all. His reaction to her outwitting him though was funny, and cute. He obviously hadn't seen it coming, but he wasn't willing to admit it. "Sorry, love. But you make it far to easy sometimes." She'd completely ignored his comment, already bragging about his quick defeat, a smirk on her own lips as he returned to getting dressed.
With a sigh, she shook out her now slightly wrinkled shirt, before pulling it back on. Fully dressed again, she lay back on the bed all the way, relaxing while waiting for Rory to finish. Normally, she would have watched him, but at the moment even her desire to gaze at his muscled torso and tattoos was over powered by the comfort of the bed. She knew that when they got back to the school, the first thing she'd probably do was crash.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Aug 7, 2010 13:56:13 GMT -5
It was somewhat funny that of the two, Rory generally had far more self control and resolve. Even the Agency was impressed at how strong willed he was, especially when they taught him how to resist telepaths. Yet, Freya was so easily able to break through his resolve and when she did, it was as if it took hours for Rory to get it back; but only with Freya. Then once his had been broken, it was always Freya that had to be the voice of reason... Which was probably good because otherwise nothing would ever get done between them.
Rory just shook his head, ignoring her comment as he slid on the pants. Once he got them buttoned up and was ready he glanced back at Freya to see her laying down on the bed. All annoyance with her immediately disappeared and he walked over beside the bed, putting a hand on either side of her and leaning down to softly kiss her for only a moment before pulling away. "Looks like we both could use some sleep."
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Aug 7, 2010 14:29:02 GMT -5
Freya had closed her eyes, as if to fall asleep, as Rory started to get dressed. You never knew how much you missed something as simple as a bed until you were able to relax on one again. Sure, sleeping on snow in a sleeping bag wasn't all that uncomfortable, but was nothing compared to an actual bed, and then sleeping on rocks... Either way, it would be hard to get up when they had to move.
She felt the bed shift a little as Rory leaned down over her, his lips soft against hers. Her eyes fluttered open to gaze longingly at him. "Mmhmm..." She sighed softly. "After all that happened? I think we could both use a decent night's sleep." It seemed like they'd gotten near no sleep during this trip... Which was true. When they'd started to climb the mountain they'd run into way to many.... obstacles, stopping them from regaining all their expended strength.
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Post by Rory Ashe on Aug 7, 2010 14:53:37 GMT -5
Due to Rory's powers fatigue wasn't very common for him. His muscles were able to take a lot more stress than any human and most mutants, not to mention when he died and came back it was as if he was born again. However, that only meant his body was fine. His mind still could get very tired, and was. A day of just sleep was starting to sound very good. Not to mention the one night they could have gotten a good sleep on the mountain they spent it doing... Other things.
"Aye, a nice comfortable bed sounds really good right now... As well as a hot meal with no threat of death." He said with a laugh. Almost staring into Freya's eyes for a moment, he couldn't stop himself from leaning over and softly kissing her again. This time a bit longer, before pulling away and holding out a hand to help Freya up, "Looks like there's several reasons why we should just head home now then." He said with a slight grin.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Aug 7, 2010 15:47:35 GMT -5
Rory just had to mention food, didn't he? Reminding her instantly that neither of them had actually eaten anything in a while. She wanted to scowl at him a little, but realized she was just to tired to at the moment. "Hm...... I think sleep sounds more appealing then food at the moment..." But that didn't mean food didn't sound tempting. Not in the least. She was just to tired to worry about it at the moment.
Freya smiled softly when he leaned in again, his kiss a little longer this time, but when he pulled away he held out a hand to her. With a reluctant sigh, she took it, forcing herself to get up. "And the longer we think about it, the more reasons we'll start coming up with." She smiled again. "You're the one that wanted to wait to call for our ride though..."
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Post by Rory Ashe on Aug 7, 2010 16:12:44 GMT -5
All this talk about going home was making Rory crave it more and more. When they first got to this house he didn't really care about when they got back, but now he was wanting to get back there as soon as possible. Though, it did still surprise him that he considered the mansion home. Then again, it suprised him that he could love someone as much as he did for Freya, perhaps his life was finally beginning to turn around for the better and it all started with a trip to the bank...
When she took his hand and he helped her off the bed, he didn't let go of it, "Aye... Well, I've changed me mind." He said with a grin, walking toward the bedroom door and opening it, "You've given me enough reasons that I want to be back at the mansion now." He said with a slight wink, hinting at what they had just been doing only moments before, before Freya stopped them from going to far.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Aug 7, 2010 17:12:15 GMT -5
It was a strange sensation, the school being 'home'. But for some reason... It made sense! Spending so much time at the school with Rory, the warm atmosphere, the crazy antics of the students. Everything about the school was inviting no matter how.... insane it was.
Freya smiled softly as he worked his way to the door, pulling her along with him, intentionally or not, she followed. "Really? Well that's good!" She seemed completely perky again, if only emphasizing how dramatic her mood swings were. "Because that was the whole point." She was smirking, leaning forward to kiss him on the cheek. "What are we waiting for them?"
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Post by Rory Ashe on Aug 7, 2010 23:14:11 GMT -5
Once again, as he pulled Freya along beside him, her mood seemed to flip around once again. Though she wasn't exactly in a bad mood before, she wasn't in the almost bubbly mood she seemed to be in now. Sometimes it made Rory's head spin with how fast she was able to change her mood, but then again, it made everything very interesting. It was always a surprise while Freya was with him, and he loved it.
"How do ye do that?..." Rory asked, though really it was more as if he was thinking out loud, wondering how she changed her mood so quickly. Though, when she kissed him on the cheek all thought seemed to disappear. It was funny that even after a little over a month of dating, even simple things like that could have such an effect on him. "...Nevermind." He said with a grin, tugging on Freya's hand and walking through the door, "We're just waiting on you, alainn." He said with a wink, walking down the hall of the house back to where he figured the old lady was.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Aug 8, 2010 0:05:44 GMT -5
Freya knew her mood swings confused him sometimes, they confused everyone. And seeing as Rory had to deal with her during most of her mood swings, he was both used to it, and even more confused than most. “Do what?” She was grinning. She knew the question wasn’t directed to her, as if not even looking for an answer, but she did have an idea what he might be referring to…
He seemed to have dropped the idea though, as he was pulling her along down the hall before she knew it with a grin on his face, winking back to her like he always did when in a playful mood such as this. “On me? You were the one that said we’d leave later, I’ve been the one trying to convince you of leaving sooner the entire time!” She laughed a little.
The elderly woman was in the kitchen, sitting at the table with a book in her hands. She looked up as the two entered the room, as small, soft smile on her lips. ”Have you two decided what to do yet?”
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Post by Rory Ashe on Aug 8, 2010 8:38:42 GMT -5
"Oh... Ye know what." Rory said with a slight smirk, once he saw Freya's grin he knew that she had understood exactly what he was talking about. He really doubted that anyone other than him could handle her mood swings. It really surprised him that he was so very tolerant of them and not only tolerant but on some degree enjoyed them.
As they walked down the hall he glanced over his shoulder at her, thouh still holding her hand, "Oh really?!" Rory asked with a raised brow, "Aye, you were really convincing me to leave when you took off yer shirt, lass." He said a bit more quietly, and with another wink. He didn't want the old woman over hearing him.
Then, suddenly he heard the old woman speak. His feet had apparently taken him right to her without him even realizing it. He glanced at Freya before turning back to the old lady, "Aye, we've decided to go ahead and leave now." Rory said definite nod.
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Post by Freya Elensar Ashe on Aug 8, 2010 14:09:26 GMT -5
Freya felt like laughing. Rory's reactions to her mood swings were pretty funny at times, but he never seemed to mind them all that much. She did wonder though how he seemed to be able to keep up with whatever mood she was suddenly in, even if she'd been in a completely opposite mood a moment before, especially when they were such quick changes that it seemed like she might give him whiplash.
She was grinning again as he looked back at her, his having to keep his voice down so the elderly woman wouldn't hear him. "I have only two things to say to that. First, you were the one that pulled it off most the way to begin with." She smirked a little, her own eyebrows raised, her voice only loud enough for him to hear. "And second, I did stop you after a moment. Think of it as... motivation to get back home." She hadn't been thinking about it that way during the time, but now that she'd had a few moments to contemplate, it really could be considered that way.
The elderly woman nodded slowly pointing towards a bag on the counter. "You'd best call and tell them then so they can come pick you both up." The tone she used... It was obvious she wasn't as oblivious to their relationship as some would think. It wasn't like either of them had been trying to hide the fact though...
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