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Post by James Kent on Jan 18, 2009 15:08:20 GMT -5
“You’re not too bad at this, you know,” he said with a grin on his face. It was hard to not be in a good mood when you were making out with a cute girl. Jim’s face was kind of naturally disposed to a smile anyway, unlike some people. “C’mere,” he said, taking her hand and sitting down with his back to the tree. He waited for her to join him and look out over the gardens. It was nice and quiet, definitely not a lot of people around. He pulled her toward him, so that she could lean against him and not against the rough bark of the tree. Trying not to be too controlling, he turned her so that their faces were perpendicular. “More comfortable?” He asked before leaning in and kissing her again.
....................................................................................................... hey...Hannah
it's...Jim
just kickin' in in my...outfit
inspired by...Violent Pornography - System of a Down
counting...136 words
other info/notes...haha
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Post by Hannah Walker on Jan 18, 2009 17:51:33 GMT -5
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Post by James Kent on Jan 18, 2009 20:23:28 GMT -5
 ”I’ve never been kissed before…” The words burned in his memory as he continued to kiss her. His old reflexes could not help but kick in. This was definitely not the right kind of girl for the evening he was looking for. It was clear that he’d gotten the wrong idea about Hannah and he was wondering now if their wires had been crossed. Jim was looking for some fun, but he knew how things went with girls sometimes. There was probably something he was supposed to do or say in response to that, but he couldn’t think of anything specific.
Instead he just went against his gut and kissed her again. “Well, I’m glad you like it,” he said calmly, coolly. Jim knew exactly what he was doing. He took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. He lifted his head and leaned it back against the tree as if enjoying the relaxing evening. “So tell me,” he started to ask. “What made you text me?” Before he continued to jump to various conclusions in the back of her mind, he wanted some more information.
....................................................................................................... hey...Hannah
it's...Jim
just kickin' in in my...outfit
inspired by...The Alliance - The Office
counting...189 words
other info/notes...The Office is the best show ever.
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Post by Hannah Walker on Jan 18, 2009 21:24:33 GMT -5
   hannah walker
When Hannah felt that he had ended the kiss she sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, she felt him take her hand and gently squeeze it and she sighed, "Because I wanted.." She slowly trailed off, searching for the words and she couldn't find any but she looked up at him, wondering what he was thinking, hoping he didn't see right through her because she desperately searched for the words and she finally got them out, "I wanted to get to know you better...." She blushed again, knowing that sounded a little awkward so she added quickly, "You seemed sweet." Well, that wasn't any better and she looked like a idiot stumbling over her words so she changed the subject, "What made you come?" He didn't have to... But she was glad he chose to come as a little smile spread on her face.
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Post by James Kent on Jan 19, 2009 12:35:28 GMT -5
It was all he could do to not let out some kind of frustrated sigh. All of her answers were pointing in the wrong direction. Jim was pretty wise on girls; he had to be with his past circle of friends. It was expected, it was understood. This girl; one thing was clear, they’d gotten their wires crossed. Maybe he’d just been reading more than what was available. No, not maybe. Yes, he’d been translating her all wrong and now he was going to have to be a jerk about it. He would be over it tomorrow, but he wondered if she would be.
“Hah, this is kind of awkward,” he said simply. He tipped her head upwards to him and tried to be sincere. “Look, I just wanted to have a good time; I was kind of thinking you wanted the same thing,” he explained. He’d have to see what she did with that. It was the gentlest way of telling her the truth that he could think of and it had come to him easily. He’d said it before and he was sure he’d say it again… Maybe even tonight.
....................................................................................................... hey...Hannah
it's...Jim
just kickin' in in my...outfit
inspired by...Good Life - Kanye West
counting...193 words
other info/notes...haha Kanye is crazy...
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Post by Hannah Walker on Jan 19, 2009 20:24:46 GMT -5
hannah walker
Hannah looked over at him and with a nod she had to agree, "Yeah. I was." She sighed, seeing him trying not to bubble over in fustration at her retarted answer, she could have done better with saying that really. But she remembered to hold her tongue this time and not babble over like a idiot so all she did was shift herself a little and put her free hand on her lap and tried to wonder how everything would've turned out if she hadn't come here.
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Post by James Kent on Jan 19, 2009 22:30:03 GMT -5
Jim reached down and brushed the hair out of her eyes again. “Well, all right then,” he said with a grin on his face. He lifted her head for just a minute and then shuffled around so that he was laying next to her in the grass. “Let’s get back to that then,” he said, leaning forward and kissing her again. This time he did it with a significant amount of purpose and determination. He put his hand behind her head and guided her lips into his. Jim kissed each of her lips, top and bottom.
Realizing now that a significant amount of time must had passed, he leaned back. “Do you need to get back soon?” He asked, wondering exactly what time it was. He slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He saw a text message from Katie that must have arrived awhile ago. It was hard to believe, but a whole hour had passed. Jim thought about texting her back, but he knew better.
....................................................................................................... hey...Hannah
it's...Jim
just kickin' in in my...outfit
inspired by...Good Life - Kanye West
counting...172 words
other info/notes...haha Kanye is crazy...
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Post by Hannah Walker on Jan 20, 2009 14:55:19 GMT -5
hannah walker
Hannah felt his hand stroke over her face to brush the hair out of her eyes and her warm light chocolate eyes twinkled playfully as she kissed him back, she put her hands around his shoulders, linking her fingers behind his back, making sure to kiss back with purpose since she had already made him fustrated.
The time had flown by she also pulled back, her breathing just one notch above normal, she saw him pull out his phone and his question made her jerk back to reality, "Not really.. But if you have something you need to do, Go on." She let a slight nod escape her, seeing him look at his phone longer than usual, it seemed either like a missed call or a text message but she felt a little disappointment. Why? She didn't know, she just did.
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Post by James Kent on Jan 21, 2009 10:48:02 GMT -5
Jim gave her a funny look as she seemed instantly offended by him checking the time. “Pretty sure the only thing I need to do is this,” he said, grabbing her suddenly by the hips and pulling her over so that she was sitting on top of him. It had to be clear to her now that she was straddling him that he was completely focused on this evening and where it was headed. If things didn’t work out with Hannah, it was going to be a long, hard, lonely night. “Even though you look very cute when you’re angry.” His hands were still on her hips, holding her in place. It was a good view point for him, he could see everything and everything was definitely worth seeing.
Noting that his phone was still out on the ground he took it and hit the power button, sliding it back into his pocket and running his hand up her thigh. “All gone,” he said with a grin. “I didn’t think a girl with an iPod would be so offended by technology. Come here,” he added, calling her toward him for another kiss.
....................................................................................................... hey...Hannah
it's...Jim
just kickin' in in my...outfit
inspired by...A Taste of Honey - The Beatles
counting...191 words
other info/notes...Sorry for the wait...
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Post by Hannah Walker on Jan 22, 2009 1:24:07 GMT -5
hannah walker
Hannah let a gasp come out of her as he grabbed her hips and placed her on top of him, basically straddling him, as she heard him laugh and she playfully whacked him a little, "I am not cute when I'm mad Jim." Laughter filled her eyes as she watched him grab his phone and switch it off in front of her. No more disturbances. Good.
She grinned right back, "I wasn't offended!" She commented on his tease and saw him leaning for another kiss so she took it, sighing quietly, dreamily, at his lips colliding with hers, she liked the way his touch and kiss made her feel. Energized almost. She lightly, gently, bit his lip and let her eyes close as she continued the kiss, wondering silently, how far he really wanted to take this evening, and how far she wanted to too.
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Post by James Kent on Jan 22, 2009 20:20:22 GMT -5
“Tell me this,” he said, lifting his head and sliding his hands behind it, looking up at her with a look of total satisfaction. What little light there was, was bouncing playfully off her hair and she had this sort of glowing look about her. As she shifted back and forth she pressed against him in ways that made it harder to let her continue just sitting on top of him so innocently. Remembering that he had started talking, he added, “Does this take a lot of work?” He reached up for one of the tendrils of her hair and flicked it back over her shoulder.
He couldn’t resist holding onto her hips again and his hand was soon back, resting beside it. His fingers slid gently under the hem of her jacket, reaching up and coming into contact with the warm skin of her side. For now, he was content leaving his hands on her hips, but he was hoping they would get to move north or south soon. Jim hadn’t realized his hands were cold as he touched her softly, but evidently they were. He waited for her answer, his other hand now working its way under the jacket’s hem.
....................................................................................................... hey...Hannah
it's...Jim
just kickin' in in my...outfit
inspired by...A Taste of Honey - The Beatles
counting...202 words
other info/notes...Sorry for the wait...
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Post by Hannah Walker on Jan 23, 2009 0:26:43 GMT -5
hannah walker
Hannah grinned satifised, eyes warm and gentle as she felt his hand tease with her hair, shifting herself alot on him, he kept moving so she kept having to keep her balance, "Nope, It doesn't." She laughed a little at his pause and saw his hands start to reach up for her hips and she trembled a little, thinking about how those hands must feel running up her sides and her back.
She shivered at his cold hands and felt it run up her jacket, disturbing the warmth of her body and she felt his hands go to her jacket's hem and her lips teasingly danced as she spoke, eyes narrowing playfully, "Having fun Jim?" She slowly thought about taking her jacket off so he could touch more but she waited for him to do that himself, since, he was having so much fun with her hips and her warm skin.
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Post by James Kent on Jan 23, 2009 23:01:13 GMT -5
“Mmm hmm,” Jim muttered in response to her playful inquiry. He would have asked her the same, but the answer to that was clear. She was straddled against him, the warmth of her thighs permeating his jeans and warming his hips. He tried to ignore the intensity as she squirmed around on top of him; trying valiantly to ignore the fact that she was grinding up against him. There was only so virtuous a person could be and his thoughts were anything but honorable. It was becoming more and more difficult as she continued to tease him.
“You’re kind of a tease, you know,” he said with an as a matter of fact-ly tone. “I mean, what’s a guy supposed to think?” He teased her. Taking his hand and lifting it, he tugged gently at the zipper of her jacket, lowering it a few inches, but keeping things zipped in for the most part.
....................................................................................................... hey...Hannah
it's...Jim
just kickin' in in my...outfit
inspired by...A Taste of Honey - The Beatles
counting...154 words
other info/notes......
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Post by Hannah Walker on Jan 23, 2009 23:28:04 GMT -5
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Post by James Kent on Jan 24, 2009 12:56:33 GMT -5
A very real thought crossed Jim’s mind as he continued to unzip the zipper of Hannah’s jacket: It was never in Jim’s experience that what girls said was what they actually meant. More often than not, what they said was what they thought you wanted to hear and they’d save the awkwardness and regret for after you’d gone farther than they wanted; insisting that you should have known better or done better or whatever the excuse may be. Hannah seemed like one of those kind of girls; the kind that was going to tell him to keep going, even when she wanted him to stop. Fuck this, Jim thought to himself, ignoring the thoughts completely. If she wanted him to stop, she could say so.
He pulled her jacket off with a playful roughness and tossed it to the ground beside them. Next, he took his left arm and pulled her close to him, kissing her. Gently, he rolled them over so that they were laying on their sides, facing each other. Continuing to kiss her and hold her close, he slid his leg between hers, parting them and sliding his free hand down between her legs, pressing firmly against the tight jeans. With his other arm wrapped firmly around her, Jim pulled her in closer, more roughly, as if to make his point clear.
....................................................................................................... hey...Hannah
it's...Jim
just kickin' in in my...outfit
inspired by...Pain - 3 Days Grace
counting...225 words
other info/notes......
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