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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 13, 2009 10:11:51 GMT 9.5
He looked down at her, his deep blue eyes flashing with mischief. "Ferrari, huh?" he asked with a grin. "Sounds like fun. I say we go now. " He kept his hand on her hip, and he grabbed her hand with his other one.
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Post by Christa Williams on Oct 13, 2009 10:15:03 GMT 9.5
She laughed. "Do you now? You just want to drive my baby, huh?" She squeezed his hand. "Well, then. Follow me, dear boy."
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 13, 2009 10:19:47 GMT 9.5
Dementis smiled, kissing her cheek as he followed her. He held onto her hand. He knew he was with a half-breed; he just didn't pay that much mind. "Nah...that's not it." He winked.
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Post by Christa Williams on Oct 13, 2009 10:21:22 GMT 9.5
"Oh, really?" she purred. "Than what is it? You looking for something different to drive?" She returned the wink.
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 13, 2009 10:29:45 GMT 9.5
Dementis laughed and shot her his mischievous grin, eyes flashing. "Hmm....I'm pretty sure that's it..." He held onto her hand, looking over at her as they approached the car.
And here I was thinking the only fun in life was driving people crazy....
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Post by Christa Williams on Oct 13, 2009 10:34:48 GMT 9.5
Mmm...This is going to be a fun night, she thought to herself. She really needed to de-stress. Especially after this last case. At least he's not a green-horn. I don't feel like teaching another virgin tonight.
She opened the driver's side door and grinned at him. "You sure you don't want to drive?"
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 13, 2009 10:40:06 GMT 9.5
This is exactly what I needed. Finally, a little time to unwind a bit.
He opened the door and hopped into the passenger seat. "I'm sure. You drive." He winked. "Trust me."
Besides, the last thing you want is the Demon of Insanity to drive your Ferrari...
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Post by Christa Williams on Oct 13, 2009 10:48:32 GMT 9.5
She slid into the driver's seat, her skirt sliding up slightly higher than was usually considered appropriate. She glanced down at it and decided to leave it hiked up. "All right." She turned it on and moved it into the proper gear with the flappy panel gear.
She spun it around and started to drive, letting the top down. Her hair blew out behind her in an almost Hollywood-esque film. But in truth it was only because she had spent hours figuring out exactly how to set her seat so her hair wasn't in her face.
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 13, 2009 10:52:41 GMT 9.5
Dementis sat in the seat, looking as she sat down. He grinned, relaxing as she took off and let the top down. He looked over at her hair blowing in the wind and chuckled. I must be the luckiest man alive... He closed his eyes and enjoyed the ride. THis was just the beginning of a great night.
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Post by Christa Williams on Oct 13, 2009 10:55:38 GMT 9.5
Finally she pulled into the parking lot of her apartment complex. "Well, this is it. Well, I'm on the second floor, but this is home." She got out of the car, the skirt still barely covering herself. "Coming?" she asked jokingly. "Or are you just going to stare at my ass this whole time?"
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 13, 2009 11:01:50 GMT 9.5
His eyes opened as she parked the car. He checked out the complex. Not bad... He climbed out of the car. "Nah...I'm coming. As fun as staring at your ass all night would be, I can think of a few better things to do...." He caught up with her and followed her inside.
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Post by Christa Williams on Oct 13, 2009 11:04:33 GMT 9.5
She laughed and kissed him on the lips, unlocking the door without looking. She pulled him inside and began to take off her shirt, breaking the kiss slightly to do so. "So...Couch or bed?" she panted.
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 13, 2009 11:11:04 GMT 9.5
He kissed her back as she pulled him side. He shut the door with his foot. When the kiss broke, he took the time to remove his own shirt. He grinned. "Couch," he said simply. "It's closer...."
With that, he kissed her full on the mouth, picking her up and carrying her to the couch, and lying down.
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Post by Christa Williams on Oct 13, 2009 11:15:37 GMT 9.5
"Mmm, a gentleman," she joked. She started pushing off her skirt with one hand and started trying to take off his pants with her other.
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Post by DEMENTIS on Oct 13, 2009 11:18:13 GMT 9.5
"Heh....you have no idea...." He kissed her again as one hand helped her with her skirt, and the other helped with his pants....
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