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Post by SOPHIA JAYE. on Aug 24, 2010 21:30:19 GMT
i don't know well maybe i'm in love [/font][/color][/center] Sophia snuggled into Lukas, her body curved around his larger one in a manner that looked practised but was actually just entirely natural. She kissed his neck again gently, appreciating the smell of his body spray. God it smelt nice. She made a sound of approval as he cuddled into her as well, stroking her fingers through his hair gently. As soon as she heard the sound of escape to the country instead of top gear, Sophia looked up and blinked in surprise. When did Lukas start liking her housing shows? Sophia curled closer to him, if possible, and rested her head on his chest. Her heart jumped a little when he referred to himself as her boyfriend, then she giggled as he called her hoover a death-menace. Still, she tilted her head up to his, smiling, and kissed him back gently. ”You're a very good boyfriend – in fact, so good you're making me look like a bad girlfriend. Be worse so I feel better.” she teased, kissing him again. ”You don't have to sit through this show you know... I don't mind.” she told him, letting her head rest on his chest again and drawing circles on his shirt with her fingers as her eyes found the tv. Sophia loved the idea of living in a big, modern house in the country. The current house suited her perfectly – nice size, barn conversion, modern interior, land.. Sophia loved it all.
”You're very awesome Lukas.” Sophia said, her voice indicating that she was smiling even if Lukas couldn't see her face. She sighed at the tv, a wistful kind of sigh. ”How many years do you think it would take me to save enough money for that house?” Sophia asked Lukas, not really expecting an answer. She shuffled up a little, snuggling into his neck again and kissed along his jaw. ”You know, we never go to your house. I think you have something to hide.” she said, teasing a little. She was genuinely curious about Lukas' house, now wondering what sort of place he lived in. She didn't even know if he still lived with his parents. ”What's your house like? It must be tidy at least, if you have a cleaner.” Sophia continued gently kissing Lukas' neck, murmuring into his skin. ”Or maybe you're lying and actually your house is a tip and you don't want me to see it.” she considered, now ignoring the television as adverts for cleaning products and cars and pet insurance blared from her tv set. ”Or maybe you're actually homeless and spend all your time here because you don't want to return to your cardboard box...” Sophia continued, now just winding Lukas up.
Sophia kissed Lukas' lips gently. ”I suppose, now we're a couple, I can expect that you'll be spending even more time here?” she asked, slightly hopeful. She liked having Lukas at her house – despite it being small, it did get lonely when she was on her own. ”You see, I need to know so I can stock up on protein shakes, plasters and burgers in order to keep my house Lukas-friendly.” she teased, tracing swirling patterns on Lukas' shirt with her fingers. Her fingers trailed down to his sides and started to gently tickle his skin until Lukas began to twitch. At this point Sophia tickled him completely and started giggling herself, before quickly trying to escape. After all, Lukas wasn't about to let her get away with it.
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Post by LUKAS THEIRAN. on Aug 25, 2010 18:09:46 GMT
lukas smiled into the kiss, the corners of his mouth tugging up at her words. "you're right," switching from one lingering kiss, to teasing her lips with smaller brushes of his own in between his words. "you are a terrible girlfriend... practically a slavedriver... i'm so hard done to... it's practically animal cruelty". leaning back, he dipped his head, placing a kiss on the top of sophia's head which was resting on his chest as she snuggled into him. her fingers were drawing patterns on the shirt, wrapping his arms around her, he closed his eyes. no matter how brilliant a boyfriend lukas maybe, even he couldn't master actually watching 'escape to the country'. "i know i'm awesome, the best, pretty freaking awesome indeed," he mumbled. allowing them to fall into a comfortable silence, whilst sophia enjoyed the program. from what lukas could hear they were a couple of middle aged lesbians, searching for a house along the coast within commuting distance of the city. they also wanted a pool, a stable, and a helicopter pad. or maybe that was what lukas' mind was telling him to try and make the program more interesting, so his ears wouldn't bleed in boredom.
as sophia buried herself closer to his body, he shifted his head until it was at an angle, allowing her better access to kiss along his jawline. a slight thrumming noise could be both felt and heard from deep within lukas throat; it was somewhat in between a growl and a purr. "mmphf" he mumbled incoherently, before he words actually set in. "my house?" once more distracted by the kisses up and down his throat. he couldn't really concentrate whilst her lips were teasing his skin. "definitely...something to...hide. his mind slow processing of her questions, reflected in his delay and pauses. "dead bodies in shed... fairies at the bottom of the garden... all that crap," he finished, peeling an eye open to watch her as she continued to ask him questions about his house. "my house is tidy... because i spend more time here than at home... dolores is having a field day," finally managing to master coherent speech. "mm. if i said i was homeless, would it mean i got to share your bed more often?" a smug smirk twitching the outskirts of his mouth, and his eyebrow cocking. lukas clearly amused even himself at his fantastic wit and suggestiveness. maybe half the time he only amused himself. "because i'd totally be up for selling my house if thats the case," he joked, kissing her briefly before catching her lower lip between his teeth gently teasing her. "my house is house-like. my grandparents left it to me." he paused deliberating how to explain it. sophia didn't really know that lukas was... well... well off. he didn't really broadcast it from the hills, as it wasn't something he liked to admit. " it's a house, with a garden. a small pool my grandad nearly drowned me in a few times during my youth. it has the tree-house i fell from and broke my arm when i was younger. a garage for my many bikes. its big and lonely, and so not me..." running his fingers through her hair, ruffling it. " you could always make it less lonely though. and asher of course. as long as he stays away from my socks,"
he threw his head back and began to laugh at her mention of protein shakes. "don't you ever dare try and feed me those!" he managed to proclaim, in between choking back laughs. "i'll stick to raw eggs as a drink and a morning run thanks," prodding the section of stomach he could actually reach, as she was pressed against the majority of it. "i'll be getting fat, all these mornings i'm missing my run to stay in bed with you...not that i'm complaining,". his whole body leapt in a knee jerk reaction as she began to tickle him. one arm managed to keep her from falling full force onto the floor; but it still resulted in them landing on the floor. lukas now perched onto of sophia. pinning her down with only a partial amount of his weight on her hips. capturing her hands with only one of his own; locking them above her head. a mischievous grin spread across lukas' mouth. "oh... how the tables have turned," instead of tickling her, his barely brushed his fingers against her flesh. the tips of them just caressing it enough to cause sensitive skin to flare into goosebumps. "however, if you're wanting to make the house more lukas friendly, can i make a suggestion of imposing a 'sophia must serve lukas every meal in only her underwear, each and every day... this is purely for the good of the mankind of course," he leered down at her, unable to keep the smile off his lips.
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Post by SOPHIA JAYE. on Aug 25, 2010 19:11:31 GMT
i don't know well maybe i'm in love [/font][/color][/center] Sophia giggled; ”I suppose, I'd have to let you sleep here all of the time if you were homeless. It would be completely unfair of me to turn you out onto the streets.” she joked, allowing the kiss and making a small noise of pleasure as he tugged on her lip. Still, she didn't have much more chance to protest as he began describing his house, something Sophia was very curious about. His house sounded... well, big. It had to be big if it had a swimming pool. Sophia had always lived in little houses – her mum's house had been a little three bedroom terraced building, while her dad had lived three floors up in a set of flats and had converted the dining room into a place for Sophia to stay when she was over there. Sophia was very used to little houses and little spaces and filling them up with furniture that was too big and regretting it but just deciding to spend all of the time on the sofas so it didn't matter if there was no floor space. Really, she should have thought about the size of her house when buying a dog. After all, Asher was a huskie and within two years he would be a big huskie at that. She simply did not have the space in her house. Sophia decided she would simply make space. Lukas' fingers running through her hair brought Sophia back to awareness, lifting her eyes to meet Lukas' and smiling. ”I would take you up on that offer, but I have a mortgage to pay and I don't want to be paying a mortgage on a house I'm not living in.” she explained, kissing him gently on the lips. ”Though I'm sure Asher will be heartbroken that you have denied him your socks.” she teased.
Rolling her eyes, Sophia slapped Lukas' stomach gently. ”Oh shut up, you're not about to get fat. Your body is fine.” she chastised him, inwardly thinking of words that were far more sufficient than 'fine' to describe his body. ”I'll start kicking you out of bed in the morning in order to go for your run if you start saying you're fine. And I'll stop the bacon sandwiches.” she continued to tease. Sophia then burst into giggles as she tickled lukas, that was, until she ended up the person trapped underneath him on the floor. The sight of him above her made her breathing go that little bit faster. This wasn't helped when he started trailing his fingers across Sophia's skin, making her skin feel cold and hot at the same time. She felt flushed yet she felt chills running down her spine. Sophia rolled her eyes, laughing at his suggestion. ”Who says I'll be serving all of the food? Don't think you're allowed to stay here and not cook sometimes.” she teased, trying to wriggle her hands free but failing. ”Next you'll be asking me to clean in a french maid costume.” she added, establishing she wasn't able to move away from Lukas' teasing hands. ”I don't believe I can comply with serving your food in my underwear though, for a start, I might have people over for dinner when you're here. They don't want to see me in my underwear. Frankly, I don't know why you want to either.” she said, laughing. Sophia wasn't self deprecating exactly, but she didn't believe her body was anything special. Her stomach wobbled a little if she didn't focus on holding it flat and she had stretch marks on her hips and her thighs had their fair share of cellulite, for example.
”Now, stop being a tease and kiss me.” Sophia said, still unable to move her arms but skillfully moving her legs to hook around the back of his. ”Before I reconsider how much I let you stay here.” she blackmailed, though really Sophia would never turn Lukas away from her house, ever. The idea of living with him permanently was incredibly appealing, but Sophia knew it was too early for that. The idea was appealing but terrifying. She couldn't have him living here full term anyway – her house simply wasn't big enough. The idea of not living in the house she had such a huge mortgage for wasn't appealing to her bank account either. For now, Sophia was happy just to see where time took her and Lukas. Hopefully, it would be a very long way.
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Post by LUKAS THEIRAN. on Aug 25, 2010 19:53:45 GMT
lukas took the brush off in his stride. in all honesty he hated his house. it was big, lonely and cold. his grandparents hadn't been your typical old aged pensioners. no, their houses wasn't decorated with velor curtains, floral wallpaper and carpets dating back to before the dawn of the television. infact, they were pretty damn modern. each room had light, open colours. features walls were splashed throughout the house. canvas' showed pictures of the ocean, forests, storms. fully decked out with modern appliances, a pool and not to mention the large garden. it was a house many teenagers would kill for. but it just wasn't lukas. the only thing that really represented lukas was his bedroom.
mm. a mortgage to pay? doesn't mean you can't come and stay for a weekend. take full advantage of the pool... perfect weather for skinny dipping... so i hear," his stomach tensed under her slap he laughed at her words. he knew as well as she did, that she would enjoy him abandoning her for a morning run, nearly as much as he himself would enjoy leaving her for the run. "oi, steady on woman. i'm not a piece of meat, hitting me isn't going to tenderize me you know,". lukas had to laugh to himself at her reaction, making a mental note that it might be wise to slow down on the bacon cobs infact; even though she'd only been joking. "i have to be able to get the bike airborne somehow!" he exclaimed, before continuing. "putting on a trillion stone, so the bike can barely move, let alone get into the air is not a wise idea,".
he tightened his thighs around her, preventing her from being able to escape. yet she still continued to try. lukas merely remained perched on top, a decidedly smug look on his face. "a french maid costume?" his eyes lighting up. "you really do have all the good ideas, you can't criticize me... mrs "i want my boyfriend fight to the death with the hoover of doom wearing very little clothing". allowing his imagination to wander for a brief moment at the mention of a maids costume, this caused his grip to loosen on both her hips and hands. "would it involve the lacy garters because i could total-" breaking off, as she wrapped her legs around the back on his. keeping her hands pinned down, he lowered himself down until his body was pressed against hers. lips hovering just out of her reach, he spoke feigning mock innocence. " a tease?" lukas was enjoying this very much. "are you sure?" tormenting her made him very happy. "i'm not sure you want me to kiss you..." pressing his lips against her cheeks, her neck, her jawline, everywhere but her lips. finally allowing her hands to be free, he wrapped his arms around her and flipped them until she was sat on top of him. "you don't know why i want to see you in your underwear?" he growled, pulling her down until his lips were once more on her neck. his teeth nipping softly at the flesh. his hands trailing up her back, down her sides and pretty much anywhere else they could reach. "well, now you mention it... i suppose i don't want to see you with it ON,"- his finally word lathered with emphasis. lukas began chuckling at his himself.
atleast nobody can say lukas wasn't honest with his intentions.
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Post by SOPHIA JAYE. on Aug 25, 2010 20:21:45 GMT
i don't know well maybe i'm in love [/font][/color][/center] Sophia laughed. ”I didn't want you to fight my hoover to the death. In fact, I hope you haven't killed it, because I can't afford another one!” Sophia's moment of victory in hooking her legs around Lukas was quickly overshadowed by the fact he was very, very close to her. Arching her back in an attempt to make her body meet his exactly, Sophia tried her very best not to let her inner teenager moan at the sexiness of the situation. Sophia particularly arched her hips into his, trying very hard to make him comply to her wishes. Unfortunately it would seem that Lukas was having none of it. Just the voice he was using seemed sexy to Sophia in that moment, despite the fact she was sprawled on the floor, undignified, in a dress. Normally, Sophia would have felt the need to keep herself relatively composed, or at least less exposed. However, right now, she had a severe case of Lukas on the brain that wasn't about to go away. ”I think you do.. you're just good.. at hiding it.” Sophia said in between trying to catch his lips as he kissed her cheeks. Sophia moaned softly as he kissed her, avoiding her lips as if they were laced with a fattening substance. She groaned in frustration as he came incredibly close to her lips, but still avoided them. As soon as her hands were free Sophia let them lace in Lukas' hair, trying to pull his face to hers, but instead found herself being flipped over and left to sit above Lukas instead. She immediately liked it.
She couldn't decide whether she regretted her slightly self deprecating remark once Lukas' lips attached themselves to her neck. On one hand, it was very nice, on the other it was successfully winding her up and his lips on her neck meant that she wasn't kissing them. ”Well, well well.” Sophia said in reaction to Lukas' statement. ”Unfortunately for you, I believe it might be nessecary for my underwear to stay on for a while. I don't believe your wishes of viewing me without it can be easily met...” Sophia replied smoothly, removing Lukas' face from the crook of her neck and running her hands through his hair slowly, tugging at it slightly until she reached his neck where she let her fingers trace gently over his spine. Sophia pinned Lukas' hands under her knees, keeping them trapped on the floor, before returning her hands to his hair and kissing along his jaw up to his ear and whispering to him. ”Besides, I don't know if you've earnt such a treat yet. You only just had a sneak preview this morning. It will be a while before the full spectacle is available you know.” Sophia teased, nipping his earlobe gently before kissing him. It wasn't the raw and passionate kiss that her body wanted, but a series of short pecks, finished with a tug of his lower lip, whilst her hands ran under his shirt and peeled it off of his body. Sneaky.
Sophia let the shirt go to the side, kissing along Lukas' collarbone and shoulder, conscious of his struggling hands trying to get free. She knew from experience that it would be difficult for him to release his hands before she allowed him to, but frankly missed the feeling of him roaming her body, so lifted her knees slightly and let him be free again. Now, with his hands almost as a silent prompt, Sophia returned her attentions to Lukas' lips, her hands back in his hair. In between kisses she said, ”You know, I think this venture might need to be relocated soon... Or at least the curtains need to be drawn and Asher needs to be put in the kitchen.. I don't approve of him watching.” Sophia's eyes fixed on Lukas' reading in them the same.. hunger.. she could feel in her own. Something about Lukas brought out a much more.. forward side to Sophia. So far though, she really didn't mind at all.
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Post by LUKAS THEIRAN. on Aug 25, 2010 21:14:01 GMT
grumble. grumble. grumble. incoherent grumbles were all that ran through lukas' head; as she countered his comments about her underwear. a little voice deep within his head, reminded him that he wasn't allowed to get too carried away. registering this fact, he soon forgot it when sophia took control. having both hands now trapped under his own knee's, lukas' eye widened considerably at the fact he realized he couldn't move. he was essentially sophia's prisoner. 'well who knew today would have been so beneficial' he thought to himself, unable to prevent a tremer running through his body as her fingers brushed against his spine. at that point, lukas mind conveniently emptied as her lips began torturing his neck, his throat, anywhere but his own lips really. listening to her words, he began to speak before being cut off by the kiss. instead he settled for moaning, a low guttural growl echoing from the depth of his throat. damn, he hated her.
shifting slightly underneath her, he wasn't sure whether he was moving to allow her easier access to removing his shirt. or whether he was shifting around to try and free his hands. you know the saying 'sweet torture'?; well lukas finally learnt the true meaning of it today as sophia's kisses rained down on his now bare shoulders and collarbone. continuing to struggle underneath her, he barely registered that his hands were free. instead he registered that he could once again feel her. his hands roaming over her. sliding over the curve of her hips, trailing over the small over her back until his fingers caught the hem of her dress. skillful hands began to cause the dress to ruck upwards over her thighs. lukas' chest rose and fell, a disgruntled muffle heard as sophia broke away from the kiss. he kept one hand on her hip, and ran the other through his hair. as if asher had heard his name, lukas suddenley had a puppy in his hair. asher seemed to think lukas' head was one of his play toys. he leapt onto his hair, his paws attempting to bat the 'toy' in submission. lukas' face said it all really. he remained deadly still, and glare fixed on his features, his eyes met sophia's who was still sat on top of him. "... i don't even have words to express my disdain for the situation right now," he sighed.
having waited until the puppy was detangled from his roots, lukas began stretching out his muscles. waiting until sophia had sorted asher out, he finally got to his feet. "that puppy ruins all my fun..." he grumbled. turning his attention back to sophia, he leant down and picked her up. "relocation, relocation, relocation," lukas sung. wrapping her legs around his bare waist, he made his way over to the stairs. eyeing the hoover that was discarded at the bottom. "i hate that stupid thing," he muttered. carrying sophia was pretty damn easy. she didn't even weight half of what his bike did. walking up the stairs, he was careful not to bash her head on the low ceiling as they went. humming a tune, he leapt up the final step with a bound in his step. walking into the bedroom, he finally put sophia down. "well," he began, walking over to the bed, before toppling over onto it. " that's my work for the day... i relocated?," he grinned.
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Post by SOPHIA JAYE. on Aug 26, 2010 15:44:12 GMT
i don't know well maybe i'm in love [/font][/color][/center] Sophia burst into laughter as Asher pounced, a small ball of grey and white fur that seemed to find it unbelievably entertaining to chase the wisps of Lukas' hair whenever they moved. The puppy barked and growled playfully, batting at Lukas with his oversized paws. ”Asher, leave Lukas alone.” Sophia said, still giggling and without much conviction. She watched Asher sniff Lukas' ears and lick him curiously, before the puppy actually listened to Sophia and retreated back to his bed in the corner where he settled for chewing on the plastic instead. Sophia was still in fits of giggles over Lukas' expression, holding her hands over her mouth in order to try and hide her laughter but failing miserably. In perfect synchronization with Lukas' movements, Sophia moved from on top of him, sitting on the floor and adjusting her dress. She hadn't realised it had ridden so.. high.. during their time on the floor. ”Don't be mean to Asher, you ruin all of his fun too. He found your hair incredibly amusing.” Sophia teased before squealing a little as Lukas lifted her off the floor.
“Hang on a second-” she started then stopped as Lukas wrapped her legs around him. There was no use complaining about a situation as nice as this. Sophia laughed at his reaction to the hoover and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. ”I'm sure it loves you too. I mean, there's nothing that promotes good feelings like being dropped down the stairs.” she teased, nestling her face in his neck. It was easier to deal with the fact she was being carried up her own stairs if she didn't let herself see the distance between her and the bottom of the stairs. Instead, she settled for kissing, sucking and nibbling Lukas' exposed skin gently. His reactions never got old. The last step, or rather bound, made Sophia squeak slightly in alarm, before she was carried into her room and placed down. Sophia adjusted her dress again and ran her hands through her hair, watching Lukas happily. It was then that she spotted the dark mark she'd left at the base of his neck and began giggling. She couldn't decide whether to tell him or not. Maybe later she'd tell him, yes.
Sophia switched her stereo on, playing a mix CD. She couldn't name the first song so guessed it was something Lukas had put onto the list before she'd burnt the disc. Never mind, it sounded like a good song. Letting herself fall onto the bed next to Lukas, Sophia curled her legs up underneath her and rolled onto her side to face him. ”Big strong Lukas. He did the hoovering and carried me all the way upstairs. Sounds like a terribly hard days work.” she teased, trailing her fingers up and down his chest, starting at the base of his snail trail and ending at the dip of his throat before returning downwards again. Sophia loved when she could feel his heartbeat under her fingers when she traced the right part of his skin, and the way his stomach tensed under her touch. She looked up at him with a slightly mischevious smile on her face, shuffling up on the bed slightly and kissing him, rolling herself up to straddle him again. Sophia liked being able to run her hands over his shoulder and through his hair and generally being able to touch Lukas to be perfectly honest. Her hair was quickly becoming even more of a disarray than usual and her face and neck were slightly flushed, but frankly Sophia didn't care.
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Post by LUKAS THEIRAN. on Aug 26, 2010 18:06:13 GMT
somehow lukas was multi-tasking! yes, i know you've heard that it is simply a myth that men are able to multi-task. that it has never been scientifically proven. many have ruled it out as impossible. categorizing it with other myths such as; the lochness monster, bigfoot and jesus christ. yet here is the proof, a male actually multi-tasking with very little problem in completing the tasks at hand. at this very point lukas was successfully carrying sophia, walking up a flight of stairs. and avoiding having his toes devoured by the HofD -also known as hoover of doom-. AND he was doing all this whilst sophia was ravaging his neck. she was kissing the bare flesh; nipping and suckling at it. giving a slight purr of approval, lukas laughed at her remark. "so you're telling me, if i drop you down the stairs it'll promote more good feelings, and make you love me?" he paused, deliberating over the thought. "nah, this is far more interesting," lukas decided.
grinning to himself as she turned the music on; and he recognized the song playing as one he'd conveniently sneaked on whilst she was faffing about, being sophia probably. eyebrows raised, he watched her trail her fingers up and down his chest. her fingers starting at the dangerously low point of his snail trail. a low shudder thrummed through his body, he allowed her to continue the teasing up and down his body twice, before capturing her hand with his own. his hands dwarfed hers. "are you mocking me?" he growled, mimicking her sentence of "big,strong lukas,". though he couldn't really stay 'mad' for long, as sophia grinned at him, before clambering on top of him. she straddled his hips. at this exact moment in time to lukas, sophia looked beautiful, truly beautiful. the slight flush that was creeping up her neck, the light blush tickling her cheeks. permitting her hands to explore over him, until he couldn't bare it anymore. she was slowly torturing him, luring him to the edge of a cliff. anymore of this touching and she wouldn't merely be luring, she'd be giving him a short, sharp shove off the cliff too.
"you're killing me here," he muttered, hands trailing over her hips, until they came to rest on her thighs. twisting their positions, he rolled them lightly until he was kneeling between her legs, once more hovering over her. his fingers toying with the hem of her dress, pulling it up until it was around her midriff. lips brushing against hers, he moaned into the kiss as his fingers explored the soft flesh of her torso. lukas appeared to have lost all abilities of coherent speech, only managing to growl the one syllable word;"off,". breaking away from the kiss momentarily, he slipped the dress over sophia's heads, before covering her now nearly bare body with his own. stealing her lower lip between his teeth, his hands roamed over her hips, her waist, the curve of her breasts. moving his attention from her mouth, to her throat, he teased it. moving further down, tracing her collar bone with kisses, moving further down south over her chest. his heart was racing, pulse pounding in his veins. he wanted her so much. all he had to d-. dragging his lips away from her flesh, lukas rose up slightly, blinking as if in a daze. "wow, major red light,". trying to calm down, he clenched his eyes shut to focus before opening them once more. his eyes softened when he looked down on sophia. his hands gentle this time, he leant down and pressed his lips against hers. "you're far to beautiful for your own good, it's becoming a bit of a health hazard for me..." lukas whispered, a small smile capturing the corners of his mouth
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Post by SOPHIA JAYE. on Aug 27, 2010 19:59:26 GMT
i don't know well maybe i'm in love [/font][/color][/center] Sophia giggled; ”I'd never mock you – you might thrown me down the stairs if I did and I've heard from the hoover that it's a painful experience.” If Lukas was the big strong man in the relationship then Sophia was the cheeky little woman who was ready to tease him at every opportunity. Like Elizabeth in Pride and Prejudice. Sophia would never remember the exact quote but it was something like 'I can not tease you about that, such a shame for I do love to laugh.' Sophia enjoyed amusing herself with her less than witty thoughts. Life was boring most of the time, so adding in her own narration on events made it evermore amusing for the quirky little thing that was Sophia. However, all witty thoughts flew out of Sophia's mind as she found her position reversed with Lukas leering over her. All capability of being amusing and in control went out of the window as Lukas kissed her again; her mind couldn't even bring itself to tell Sophia that she really should be keeping her dress down below her underwear if it all possible. Sophia's heart was thudding so hard she felt that she should be able to see it beating out of her chest, whilst her breathing was less than calm. The flush that had previously only been faint on her skin was now turning into a more recognisable shade of pink as her blood rushed around her body, making her skin even more sensitive than usual.
Her brain was such a small participant in the functioning of her body by this time that Sophia didn't hesitate to comply with Lukas as he pulled her dress over her head and let it fall somewhere on the floor. Nor did Sophia complain when Lukas' flesh met her own. In fact, the sounds that her throat created implied that she was rather enjoying the whole experience. Her back arched and her legs wrapped around Lukas, pulling him closer to her as they kissed, her body turning to instinct instead of experience. Sophia wasn't quite registering everything he was doing, only really noticing how nice it all felt, whilst running her hands and nails softly up and down Lukas' back. Sophia let her body relax into the bed but looked up curiously as Lukas spoke and rose up slightly. Sophia propped herself up on her elbows and looked at Lukas, suddenly realising why he'd stopped and blushing. ”I... uh... thanks? I think.. No. Well.. uh, sorry?” she stumbled over her words, laughing and meeting his kiss gently. ”It's fine.” she reassured him with a smile.
Sophia shuffled closer to Lukas, curling herself up against his chest, innocently now, and chastely kissing his skin. ”I like just being close to you.” she murmured in confession, not letting herself worry about her lack of clothing just yet. Sophia just appreciated being close to Lukas for a few moments, before drawing away and stretching her body out, looking to Lukas. ”Where did you put my dress? I'm beginning to feel a little exposed.” she said, laughing slightly nervously. Sophia slid off the bed and wandered around it before finding her lilac dress and slipping it over her head again. It was then that she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and laughed at the reflection. ”God! Look what you've done to my hair!” she laughed, tryiing to run her fingers through the mess and calm it down. ”If I leave it for too long I'll have things starting to nest in it!” she continued to laugh, finding a hairbrush and wincing as it encountered tangles in her hair. Ow. Sophia quickly gave up on her hair, throwing the hairbrush on her bed, narrowly missing Lukas and perching on the end of the mattress. ”Do you want to go stick a film on? We never watched the last one that you left here.” she offered, still running her fingers through the ends of her hair, hating the tangles but too frustrated with them to try and tease them out.
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Post by LUKAS THEIRAN. on Aug 28, 2010 22:21:56 GMT
his gaze followed her as she began walking around the bedroom, in search of the dress lukas had previously disposed of. "i fed it to the hoover," he answered. his eyes drank in the sight in front of him, hungrily exploring the length of her legs, which led to the curve of her hips, the dip of the cleavage on display. savoring the image, cementing it to memory, aware that any moment she would locate the dress. he hadn't really fed it to the hoover. lukas was too afraid that he'd lose his hand in the process. sophia's laughter distracting him from his thoughts, he grinned. her hair did look decidedly birds nest like. "what can i say?" he said, moving both arms behind his head. "it's just part of the job description..." lukas looked decidedly smug as he smirked at her, quipping an eyebrow as he continued. "i'm sure the received goods are well worth the slight hair hazard, " lukas was back on form already; apparently having a short recovery time. pun totally included there. it was then that a hairbrush came flying towards him. now, when it came to inanimate objects within sophia's house, we all know lukas can be a slight drama queen. so when i say the hairbrush came flying towards him, it in actual fact missed him by a good metre. glaring at her as she perched on the mattress, he finally climbed up, stretching out his muscles as he wandered around the room. he found his shirt strew across the bedside table, pulling it over his head, he turned to face her. opening his mouth to reply to her suggestion of a movie, he heard his phone begin to ring.
eyes whipping around the room, searching for his blackberry he saw it near where his t-shirt had been. jogging over to where it lay, he glanced at the caller ID. richard, it read. pressing ignore, he slung his phone back onto the bedside table. you see, richard was infact lukas' father. i think from the onset, the fact that lukas had his own father in his phone book, on first name basis, it says something about their relationship. his dad wasn't exactly lukas' favourite person in the world. there were various reasons for this; from the age of twelve lukas had gone to live with his grandparents. yes, the grandad who was as 'mad as a box of frogs on meth'. the reason he'd been shipped off to live with his grandparents, god bless their souls, was because his dad had managed to get another woman pregnant- whilst still married to lukas' mum. this had resulted in his mum having a mental breakdown, and his dad disappearing off to spain with his new family until it died down. of course, by the time his dad returned lukas was sixteen, and his mum was still admitted to a loony bin. suffering now from both severe depression and bipolar. lukas had met up with his dad once since his return. this had ended rather badly, due to the persistent nagging for lukas to visit his new step-brother. the conversations usually went something along the lines of; "you spend my money, but you won't acknowledge me as your father"... to which lukas would respond with various taboo utterances.
wiping the scowl off his face, he smiled as he turned to face sophia once again. "... i left here? you mean you lured me into bringing? any one would think you only wanted me for my dvd's, woman". it was only at this point lukas caught sight of himself in the mirror. an array of purple & black marks were now highly visible on his neck. his jaw dropped open, as he spun round to look at her. "you little vampire! you've mauled my neck!" his hand involuntarily moving up to cover them. i suppose its just a good job his shirt was on, hiding his nail raked back from view.
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Post by SOPHIA JAYE. on Aug 29, 2010 19:22:50 GMT
i don't know well maybe i'm in love [/font][/color][/center] Sophia rolled her eyes at Lukas' comments, attempting to swat him with her hand but missing. Instead, she grabbed the hairbrush and carefully started taming her hair. It was a long and painful process that occupied Sophia's hands for the duration of Lukas' phone incident, which made her eyebrows come together in a puzzled frown. ”Whose calls are you ignoring?” she asked, her hands still pulling the hairbrush through her hair slowly. Sophia winced as she encountered fresh tangles and began to tease them out, listening to Lukas speak. She laughed, probably as he intended, yet still curious about the call that she was certain he wasn't about to explain. Sophia shrugged in response to both comments, finally able to brush her hair easily though it was now considerably frizzy. ”I didn't lure you – I asked and you brought them over, it's a completely different story.” she replied, plaiting her hair around the back of her head so that the end of the plait rested on her shoulder. ”I only like some of your DVDs, the gory ones are horrible.” she contradicted him, standing up and moving next to him. ”And, there's only one or two marks there.” she continued, prying his hand away to inspect her handiwork. ”If you dislike my attentions to your neck, I won't apply them in future.” she teased, tiptoeing to kiss his cheek before turning around and dancing daintily out of the room and down the stairs. She had coffee cravings.
Half skipping through the kitchen, Sophia stopped at the kettle and flicked the switch as if it were all part of her crazy little dance routine. Asher came bounding up to her ankles and started yapping excitedly, making Sophia laugh. ”What little Asher? Do you want to play?” she asked him, crouching down and tickling his tummy before taking a ball from his cage and rolling it through the dining room for Asher to chase. The whole episode made Sophia giggle happily as she gathered a mug and called to Lukas; ”Do you want a coffee?” Sophia figured that he probably would so made him a black coffee, no sugar, anyway. Carrying the two mugs and trying to restrain her urge to dance, Sophia entered the lounge and put the mugs onto the coffee table before flopping onto the sofa and letting her legs hang over the arm. ”You know Lukas, at some point today I should really turn around and say 'don't you have a home to go to?' but really, I don't think I want to.” she said, her voice directed at the ceiling as she wasn't entirely sure where Lukas was. There was no need for concern though because Lukas appeared a moment later and she swung her legs around so she was sitting upright on the sofa. Asher jumped up onto Sophia's lap but she put the puppy on the floor gently. ”You're not allowed to get into bad habits Asher. This is the people-sofa. You have the dog bed over there for you.” she told the dog, as if he could actually understand, before letting her attention wander back to Lukas.
”I think, Lukas, that we should do something ridiculously foolish and teenager-y, because neither of us have anything to do today and I really need to get out of the house.” Sophia told him, laying down again so her head rested on his lap. ”Or, you should think of something cool for us to do, otherwise I might have to terminate your current stay here so I can lounge around reading trashy romance novels and crying at cliché endings without you seeing.” Sophia teased, unbraiding and rebraiding her hair continuously with her fingers. Her coffee sat untouched on the table, but she didn't mind. Lukas smelt much better than coffee.
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Post by LUKAS THEIRAN. on Aug 30, 2010 20:41:52 GMT
a mischievous smirk flickered across lukas face as he recalled the last time he'd attempted to get sophia to watch a horror film. it was only something mediocre, wolf creek infact. sophia had managed to get to the point of the abduction before hiding her face in his chest. credit due to her, she'd actually managed to last until the protagonist ended up with a knife severing her spine- before making lukas turn it off. raising his eyebrows innocently, a look of mock shock replacing the smirk on his features. "what? are you telling me you didn't enjoy that movie?" in all honesty, lukas had liked the movie. it had meant sophia wanted to be closer to him, which was always a positive. even if it meant enduring ninety minutes of fake blood and over dramatic murders. "and there i was thinking you loved it!". allowing her to pry his hand away from his neck, he kept hold of hers as she admired her handy work. "did you ever hear me say that i didn't enjoy the attention?" lukas infact loved the attention to his neck. very much so. he'd always been a sucker when it came to him neck. "i was merely commenting on the state of my throat,".
watching her skip away from him, he noted that he'd purposefully avoided telling her who he was ignoring. just dismissing the call as "nobody important". walking across the room, he reached for the discarded phone and opened his inbox. his fingers typing away on the keys, he could hear sophia talking to asher downstairs. considering what to put, he settled up - what do you want? i'm busy at the moment. if it's important let me know and i'll ring you later. if it's not important why are you ringing me...-. throwing his blackberry so it bounced onto the mattress, he wandered after sophia. he could hear her voice drifting through the walls, talking to him. "anyone would think you were trying to get rid of me," a teasing tone laced into the spoken words. he listened as she chastised the puppy, taking a gulp from his coffee as she did. smiling a knowing smile into the cup. "has anyone told you how hot it is when you get bossy?" he purred, taking another long swig of the drink, before setting it down on the coffee table.
"romance novels? cliché endings?" pausing for a moment, his face contorted into disgust. there was nothing more painful than sitting through a trashy romance film. let alone a predictible, boring romantic book. lukas could think of nothing worse. "you've gone down in my estimates, jaye. very much so," leaning across the sofa, he tamed a errant curl away from her face. "i thought you'd have known better than to believe in trashy romance novels... let alone to enjoy them" smiling, he leant forward, and kissed her only once, before returning to his coffee. "i tell you what would be better than that," he replied, an evil glint in his eye. "a back to back marathon of all the SAW movies...". though only joking, lukas wasn't entirely sure he'd let them watch SAW. if sophia had barely managed with wolf creek... he wasn't entirely sure how she'd manage with various graphic torture scenes. thinking for a moment, he came up with an idea. "i tell you what... how about we go swimming at mine. me. you. water-ball." the weather outside seemed decent enough for a swim. it wasn't snowing or anything. no signs of the apocolypse. perfect swimming conditions. "that'll allow me to let dolores know i'm still alive, eat some of the food in my fridge... but also let you do the snooping around, i know you're dying to do," grinning at her, he purred "unless you're too chicken to take me on,"
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