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Post by Divi-chan on Jun 6, 2011 18:17:39 GMT -5
Eva went running down the hallway, her shoes squeaking against the floor in her haste. It felt good to finally be home from being gone for so long. She had gone to a dance school in France for a few weeks, and though it had been lots of fun, she had been really home sick. She wasn't use to being gone for so long, but she was glad she went. She didn't learn that that much, since, being her age, she learned so much dance already, but she wanted to go just for the experience... and for the fun. But now, all she wanted to do was see Merik and she could sense him in his study, which was where she was heading. Once there, she opened the door and bounced inside. "Just little ol' me, back from Paris!" she greeted in her best French accent.
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Post by Lovely Masochist on Jun 6, 2011 18:53:12 GMT -5
Merik was in his study, but he definitely wasn't doing study-ish things. Jerking awake after emitting a very loud snore, he uncurled himself from his plush office chair, halted himself from falling out of it backwards, then turned around and sat himself properly. All in less that a minute. He didn't know what it was that jolted him out of dreamland, but he wrung his hands together in anxiousness and resisted the urge to bite on his lip. He crossed and uncrossed his legs as he glanced around the room in an effort to figure out what the problem was. The answer came to him the moment he heard running footsteps, and he barely suppressed an excited squeal as he leapt from his seat, hopped once on his desk, then off in front of the doorway so that when Eva entered, all she had to do was step inside before she was engulfed in his arms. Which is exactly what happened. "Ohmigawd, you speak French! That's hot! I missed you! You're early! You woke me up!" he gushed as he literally lifted her up off of her feet in an effort to hug her even tighter. He hoped he wasn't hurting her.
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Post by Divi-chan on Jun 6, 2011 19:26:00 GMT -5
This time it was Eva's turn to squeal with excitement. Just as he was about to wrap her arms around her, she hopped up so that he would catch her in mid-air and now her face was level with his. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a tight hug, beaming because she was glad that she could surprise him. "Hardly, though I did pick up a bit. Like, je t'aime! Vous êtes si jolie!" she giggled, nuzzling her nose against his before giving him a little peck. "I missed you soooooo much! I'm sorry I woke you. I'll cuddle you to sleep to make it up to you," she promised with a smile. "But not yet. We so much to catch up on!"
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Post by Lovely Masochist on Jun 8, 2011 15:33:29 GMT -5
Merik let out a small sigh now that Eva was in his arms again, taking the time now to kiss her all over her face until she started speaking again. Laughing when she told him she loved him and called him pretty, he leaned his forehead against hers. "Je t'aime aussi. Ne me lancez sur la beauté," he murmured, stealing yet another kiss. Rearranging her so that she wasn't wrapped around him, he turned them and collapsed on the couch, still clutching her closely against him when they landed. "I've missed you too. Too much; don't ever leave me like that again," he mock chastised, nuzzling her temple. "I shouldn't have even been sleeping in here, so don't worry about it. But I do look forward to those cuddles," he admitted, nodding in agreement when she said they had a lot to catch up on. "How did you get home so early?" he asked, having expected her to be gone for at least another few days.
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Post by Divi-chan on Jun 8, 2011 15:53:02 GMT -5
Eva beamed when he started showering her face with kisses, trying to give him some back as his face moved around, though it was a little difficult. "I almost forgot how good getting kisses was," she giggled, closing her eyes to enjoy more until he had stopped. "Your French sounds better than mine," she commented, though that wasn't very surprising. She was just learning, so most of her words came out choppy, while Merik's French flowed because he was fluent in it. She situated herself onto his lap when he fell back on the back, adjusting herself so that only her legs were over him and her body turned towards him so she could face him as she spoke. "I've missed you sooooo so so much, too! I won't leave ever again!" she promised, pretending to cross her heart with her finger. "Ohmygawd, me too. It was so hard without any cuddles. I had withdrawals," she told him, her grip slightly getting tighter around his arm she was holding. "I got here... by magic!" she replied, raising her hands and wiggling her fingers around.
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Post by Lovely Masochist on Jun 8, 2011 16:34:41 GMT -5
"Almost forgot..? Oh dear, it is worse than I thought. We must remedy this," Merik chuckled, sliding a hand softly against her cheek until he was cupping her face and tilting it towards his. Starting out with a series of small pecks, he eventually let them start to linger, but they were never long enough for him to be satisfied. "My French could do with a little cleaning up," he told her with a grin, seeing as he had been mostly using English lately. He put his arm over her legs when they were settled over his, then leaned his head against her shoulder once they were comfortable. "Yes you will," he sighed when she promised she wouldn't leave him again, but he smiled and gave her another kiss, on her cheek this time. "But that you're attempting to soothe me is enough," he assured her. "We can't remedy kisses and cuddles withdrawal right now. We have to catch up, remember!? Tell me everything! What did you eat? Where did you sleep? Did you have a roommate? What kind of magic did you use? Did you even actually learn anything? Did you make any friends? Are they going to come visit? These long separations don't ever do me any good," he pouted, feeling as if he had missed out on way too many significant moments in her life.
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Post by Divi-chan on Jun 9, 2011 19:22:44 GMT -5
"Yes we must! And quickly!" Eva agreed a little too quickly, but she honestly didn't care. Usually she'd be the one to tease him and make it a challenge for him to kiss her, but she'd been gone for so long. She desperately wanted the attention and affection. Her eyes fluttered closed once he cupped her cheek, her hands sliding behind his neck as she softly kissed him back. Afterwards, she slide her hands down to take a hold of one of his hands. "We can practice together!" she suggested. She twisted her head to the side and placed a kiss on his temple when he rested his head on her shoulder. "No I won't! I'll... I'll handcuff my wrist to yours so that I can't escape," she told him, wrapping her hand around his wrist and jiggling his hand around. She blinked at all the questions she was suddenly bombarded with, silent for a moment before she started laughing. "I feel like I'm being interrogated," she teased. "Um, I ate a lot of things. It would take me a while to list off everything I ate, and it would be boring. There were sooooooooo many sweets though. Just... Mmmm!" she hummed with a smile and almost a shiver, unable to describe just how delicious the sweets were with words. "I slept in a bed! A bed of all things! Can you imagine? What these French people do is insane. And I did have a roommate. Her name was Étoile, and guess what...?!" she paused for dramatic effect. "She's a vampire! Funny coincidence, eh? She's really really sweet and funny, but very proper. I had to corrupt her a little bit," she admitted with a mischievous smile. "And then there was Valentine, who was also a vampire. He was a friend of Étoile's, which is kinda surprising because they're so different. They're both like... really old. Older than you! Which is surprising because you're pretty old," she teased, pinching his nose. "And umm... I used.... uh, the dark arts! Because I'm all bad ass now. No apparent reason, I just am." She shrugged at his last question. "I dunno. They never really talked about visiting, but I do have their phone numbers and stuff, so I could invite them." She smiled at his pout, leaning forward to kiss it better. "I don't like them either, but I had fun."
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Post by Lovely Masochist on Jun 9, 2011 20:29:23 GMT -5
Merik was more than happy to oblige Eva's demand for attention, having missed the simple pleasure of having her near him at all times. "We can do whatever you want," he told her, not at all minding that practising their French would mean he would basically be teaching her. Which meant that he needed to do a little studying. Smiling at her kiss, he chuckled when she suggested handcuffing herself to him so that she wouldn't leave him again. "What are we supposed to do when you want to visit your family and I have to stay here?" he pointed out, twisting his arm so that he was now holding onto her wrist, which he brought close to his face just for the appreciation of her scent. He gave it a small kiss before smiling at her when she said she felt like she was being interrogated. "No, no. Interrogation involves tortuous devices in order to get information. Or at least some hint of a threat," he told her, trying to wave off all of his questions as normal. He found himself smiling all throughout all of her answers, finding her silliness very comforting since it was normality after a month of absence. "You've gone wild! Sleeping on beds and corrupting people, what's gotten into you?" he teased, letting her hand drop so he could give her an Eskimo kiss. "Invite them. I want to ask them if you treated them like you do me when it comes to their age. If I'm an old fart, what do you call them?" After sneaking another kiss, he paused and just stared at her, for a very long time. There wasn't anything wrong, he just wanted to mess with her. After a moment, he took in a deep breath gasped. "You said ass! Who are you and what have you done to my wife?! I'll tell her you've been trying to snog me!!" he threatened.
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Post by Divi-chan on Jun 9, 2011 20:55:36 GMT -5
"We do that all the time," Eva pointed out smugly when Merik mentioned doing whatever she wanted. "That was your first concern? Mine was how we're gonna get dressed," she said, tilting her head to the side as she tried to imagine it in her head. She snickered because everything she thought of looked awkward and ridiculous. "Oh gawd, I hope no one gets interrogated by you!" she said, giving him a look like she was scared of him. "I'd just sit them on a chair in a dark room, flash a light on them and play good cop, bad cop with myself," she chuckled. Once her hand was free, she absentmindedly played with his shirt as she listened to him speak. "I have no clue! France is a like a whole other world, it changes you." She smiled when Merik told her to invite her new friends, already getting excited about it. She was pretty sure Merik would like them. "I didn't call them anything. I only tease you, old man," she told him with a smirk. She looked at him with a confused expression as he stared at her, wondering if he was waiting for her to say anything. She hadn't had a clue what though, so she just stared back at him awkwardly, until he suddenly spoke, making her gasp. "I did not! You don't have any proof! And you were snogging me!"
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Post by Lovely Masochist on Jun 9, 2011 21:49:13 GMT -5
"That's only so you won't say no when I decide we're going to do something," Merik told Eva with a snicker. "Oh, right. Clothes are important. So is bathing. And working; you wouldn't want to be with me all the time. I'm boring," he told her with a pout, knowing she wouldn't want to just sit around while he was busy. But he was still laughing because her amusement was infectious. He only laughed harder when she said his interrogation plan was scary, then went on to explain how she would do it. "Oh yes, because that's not cliché at all," he shook his head, picturing Eva dressed as a policewoman in his head because that would be so like her. Glancing down, he realised she was in normal clothing at the moment and smiled. She had clearly wanted to see him before changing. This earned her another kiss. "I didn't change when I was in France," he told her when she implied France was to blame for her [not so] reckless behaviour. He rose a brow when he felt her excitement about inviting her new friends, glad that she had found some companionship while she was away. "That's not fair. Why should I have to put up with your meanieheadedness and they don't? Honestly, if you think about it, I'm not very old at all, considering," he told her, poking his tongue out at her. "No proof? What was it, 'I'm all bad ass now'? I think that was it. You're not a very convincing liar, love. And you're right. I was snogging you. And I'll do it again in a minute," he told her with a wink.
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Post by Divi-chan on Jun 9, 2011 22:07:47 GMT -5
"Oh, so it's all for your benefit, eh?" Eva asked, raising an eyebrow at him. She couldn't exactly tell him to stop doing it though, because that would mean he wouldn't give her what she wanted. "Stop coming up with excuses! I think you just don't want to be handcuffed to me," she said. She did agree however that she would get bored if she had to stuck with him the whole time he was working. She stuck her tongue out at him when he called her idea cliché. She didn't care if it was; it would be fun for her and that was the most important part. "You probably did, but you're so scarred from the experience that you don't want to admit to yourself that you have," she told him, nodding her head because she was set on her answer and whatever he said wasn't going to change her mind. "But you're my one and only old fart! You should feel loved!" she replied, throwing her arms around him and hugging him tightly. "You're way older than me and that's what counts," she told him, trying to catch his tongue when he stuck it out at her. "That's not proof. Just because you said that I said that doesn't make it true. Faulty evidence! And maybe you won't be snogging me in a minute. I'd like to see you try." She doubted she would be able to stop him from doing it because she'd missed out on so many kisses, but she was going to at least try.
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Post by Lovely Masochist on Jun 9, 2011 22:47:09 GMT -5
"Yup!" Merik nodded with a grin, glad that he had managed to get a little win over such trifle conversation. "Excuses? They're just warnings. Bring on the metal!" he cheered, fisting a hand and lifting it in the air for emphasis. He then unwrapped his scarf from around his neck and wound it around their wrists. Granted, it wasn't metal, but it still served their purpose. "I've never been changed anywhere but London," he told her, not willing to give in to her claims of changing in foreign places. On the other hand, he could just be aiding her claims that he was in severe denial. "How do you expect me to feel loved when I'm being insulted at the same time?" he asked, again wearing a pout at how much he suffered at the hands of his beloved [xD]. He did enjoy the tight hug, though, and he sunk even closer against her with a happy sigh. He pulled a face when he inadvertently licked her when she tried catching his tongue, which only made him lick her in a failed effort to clean it off. Realising it was a fail, he pretended it never happened and grinned at her 'you can't kiss me' claim. "Challenge accepted." Shifting slightly, he lifted their joined hands over her head, then to the back of her neck so that her arm was comfortably bent and he could still hold her close. "There's one hand down," he teased, pecking her once, quickly on her cheek.
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Post by Divi-chan on Jun 9, 2011 23:07:18 GMT -5
Eva chuckled when Merik tied the scarf around their wists, and she wiggled hers around a bit to see how snug/loose it was. "Much better than real handcuffs! Real ones don't look very comfortable," she commented, entwining her fingers with his so that they're hands weren't just awkwardly facing each other. "Oh, come on. There has to be some place other than London where you've changed!" she said, not being able to come up anything herself, but not willing to give in. She shrugged at his question. "You either take me and all my insults, or nothing at all. I have a whole package. You should have thought of that before you decided to make it official," she told him, wiggling around her wedding ring. She made a face when she got Merik's slobber on her hand, and she made a sound of complaint when he licked her hand again. "Gross! Why do boys have to be so gross?" she asked, wiping her hand on his shirt. When Merik started to shift their hands, she didn't expect him to trap it so by the time she realized what was going on, it was too late. "Hey! You cheater! You planned this from the beginning, didn't you?" she accused, narrowing her eyes at him. In order to stop him from giving her any more kisses, she threw her free arm over her face, blocking as much of it as she could.
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Post by Lovely Masochist on Jun 9, 2011 23:39:18 GMT -5
"I think the point of real handcuffs is that they won't break. Please don't destroy my scarf," Merik mock-pleaded as he waited for her to get situated within their entrapment. At her prompting for thinking of a place where he had changed, he screwed up his face and looked toward the ceiling for a moment, then smirked. "Do snowy hot springs ring a bell?" He ducked his head immediately after saying so, but he thought it was well worth it. He then actually began to think about it, which only took a little longer than his previous comment took. "You," he told her with a smile. "You changed me; you're my London. And I'll take all of you, even if it means I have to be subjected to insults for the rest of my life," he told her, kissing said wedding band when she wiggled it at him. "I'm not gross. You don't think its gross when I kiss you, so why is it when you get a little bit of saliva on your hand?" he questioned, though was glad that the conversation made good for distraction. "I didn't plan anything. You're the one who provided the challenge, not me. Maybe I'm just too good at it now. Oh look, there goes your other hand," he teased, but ran the fingers of his free hand down her side to tickle her and get her hand from her face.
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Post by Divi-chan on Jun 10, 2011 21:37:21 GMT -5
"I guess so. I still have that pink fluffy handcuff from waaaaaay back when at Ann's hen party, but I think if we walk around wearing those people might get a little freak out," Eva said, snickering as she imagined people's reactions. "Plus I have no clue where it is, so it would require lots of energy to search for it, and I don't feel like doing that." It didn't take Eva long for her to think of what Merik was talking about when he mentioned the snowy hot springs, and that got him a well deserved shove at his arm. "You're such a boy!" She was about to hit him again until he gave her a real, good reply, smiling when it happened to be her. "I like that response much better," she told him, smooching his cheek. "Kissing and licking my hand is totally different. Getting your saliva on my mouth is pretty much inevitable so there's nothing I can do about it and besides, my mouth is already wet so it doesn't feel weird. Getting it on my hand does," she explained. "And you probably just knew this was going to happen. You knew I wasn't going to let you kiss me, so you knew exactly what to do before hand and-" her speech was caught off by a squeal of laughter when his fingers tickled her side. Her hand moved away from her fast out of instinct to keep him from doing that again, but now that her face was exposed she tried ducking it out of the way. She couldn't hide it well enough, though, so she settled with facing him and said, "Fine, kiss me if you want, but I'm not going to kiss you back. I'm going to stick my lips together and not move them," and she did just that.
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