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#Post#: 368118--------------------------------------------------
Re: Aoife's Room
By: Marcko Date: October 26, 2014, 6:05 pm
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At first when Jasper wrapped his arm around her, Aoife was
hesitant about the sudden contact between the two. It took a few
seconds, but she eventually found herself leaning into his side,
sucking up his warmth like a vacuum. He was like a heater! Aoife
found herself cold more often than not, Jasper was really warm.
The heat he gave off was welcomed, and as content began to fill
her stomach she would lean her head down onto his shoulder, an
instinct that had no rhyme or rhythm, though it could be
interpreted as an act to show how comfortable she was around
him.
“It’s really fun. I think you’ll like it..” Well, she didn’t
really know. He could hate kids for all she knew. Aoife, on the
other hand, liked kids. Not babies, she couldn’t handle babies,
but younger kids, ages 5 to 9. Old enough to know what’s going
on but young enough to still maintain their beautiful innocence.
When he said he didn’t mind her rambling Aoife beamed a bright
smile at him in appreciation that he accepted her odd quirks
with no complaints or disagreements. He was by far her closest
housemate, though it wasn’t like she spent a lot of time with
the others either. In time she would get to know them all
better--or so she hoped. For now she was content with Jasper. It
wasn’t long after that he opened the book and began reading.
Without thinking her hands moved to the bottom hem of his shirt,
slipping beneath the fabric to press her cold hands against his
heated skin. It felt divine, though she was sure it was a shock
to him, which made realization of what she’d done all the more
sweet. With her hands pressed to his side and on the way to
being satisfyingly warm, Aoife snuggled closer to Jasper, eyes
running over the words as the syllables slipped from his lips
and drifted to her ears. It was a peaceful moment and she knew
then that it wouldn’t be long until she would fall asleep.
#Post#: 368120--------------------------------------------------
Re: Aoife's Room
By: Renegade Date: October 26, 2014, 6:20 pm
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Maybe he would like it... Jasper couldn't be sure. He hadn't had
a lot of experience with children, but in theory it sounded
nice! As the two settled into a comfortable position and he
began to read, Jasper couldn't help but picture himself as a
middle aged husband cuddled up with his wife, instead of a frat
boy leading in a round of drinks. The thought caused his eyes,
as well as his cheeks to turn a light shade of red, but he
didn't speak on it. It wasn't as if things were anywhere near
that serious, after all.
When Aoife pressed her freezing cold hands against his skin, his
muscles immediately tensed, and his back arched slightly as a
loud hissing sound escaped through his teeth. As he adjusted to
the cold, however, his posture relaxed once more, and he fell
back into position. It was times like these that he was thankful
for all the time he spent in the gym, for even if she couldn't
see beneath his shirt, she surely had a pretty good picture of
what was under there now. Of course, It also made him feel
guilty for skipping the gym that morning. It wouldn't happen
again... He continued to read, with his right hand settled
against the woman's waist, and his left hand turning the pages
of the book. It was a comfortable setup. And soon, he would be
back to where he left off the other night. This was definitely
better than the party...
#Post#: 368124--------------------------------------------------
Re: Aoife's Room
By: Marcko Date: October 26, 2014, 8:57 pm
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Her iceberg hands roused little reaction from the man--not what
she wanted. He was always so composed. Other than the slight
arch of his back and that barely audible hiss he barely reacted
at all. Aoife's lips pouted, though she wouldn't bring it up,
finding that she didn't have the effort to; the laziness of
sleep was setting in as she got more comfortable against him.
Her hands parted ways at his side, staying under his shirt, one
traveling along his well muscled back and the other inching
across his stomach until they stretched as far as they could,
meeting around him at his other side in a lazy form of a hug. In
that new position Aoife easily rested her cheek against his
chest, eyes traversing the page as he read, trying to focus on
the words but had difficulty doing so.
"You're really muscle-y," she mumbled after a petite yawn, body
stretching alongside his as her right hand drew back to run
along the gentle ripples of his abdomen as if to support her
claim. "I never would've expected it.." Despite being unaware
and losing a great deal of her sense of right and wrong, Aoife
managed to keep her thoughts of liking his body to herself,
somehow figuring out that it would give him even more leverage
against her. "You're a good reader too. I like the sound of your
voice.." So sure, confident, and it had that nice deep tone to
it that every man should have but most did not. Hearing it
vibrated outwards from his chest only increased her respect for
it.
#Post#: 368126--------------------------------------------------
Re: Aoife's Room
By: Renegade Date: October 26, 2014, 9:41 pm
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As Aoife stretched her arms around the young actor, he slowed
his breathing, hoping that she wouldn't hear how quickly his
heart was beating. Why was his heart beating so fast? He really
couldn't come up with an answer. It wasn't as if they were doing
anything indecent. The thought that she may notice caused his
cheeks to burn a bit brighter, but with her position on his
chest, it was likely that she wouldn't notice.
He paused to laugh when she described him as "muscle-y" Jasper
wasn't a huge guy. One couldn't describe him as "built" but he
was toned to a fault. "You never asked." He said, realized
full-well how ridiculous it would have sounded for her to ask
him how toned his body was. She was full of compliments
suddenly. But he didn't tease her about it. She was in the
clear, at least until morning. He went back to reading, glad
that he had finally made it to the fifth chapter, where he left
off the other night. To be honest, he was surprised that Aoife
had managed to stay awake this long. By now, even he was
starting to drift. It was surely at least 2 in the morning by
now, but as long as she wanted to continue, he would do so. his
voice dropped an octave as sleep started to come for him, but he
managed to keep his eyes open in order to keep going. Aoife was
warm, and soft, almost like a body pillow. It was no surprise
that he was getting sleepy, when she was making him as
comfortable as he wasOver the next hour, he slowly drifted from
a completely upright position, to more of a reclined position,
only his head and neck resting against the headboard. If this
was a repeat of last night's competition, it was possible that
Aoife might just win this time...
#Post#: 368141--------------------------------------------------
Re: Aoife's Room
By: Marcko Date: October 27, 2014, 6:57 pm
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“Why would I ask? It would be awkward.” She easily shot back
with a teasing tone, albeit considerably lazy sounding as well,
a slight irish accent slurring her words together. It was
something she managed to repress when she first arrived, finding
that it brought a lot of unwanted attention to her--all good
attention, compliments and flirts, but she didn’t want any
attention on her. Aoife was a conundrum. She hated being the
center of attention yet she took on a profession that garnered
her a lot of attention. As ironic as it was, she couldn’t force
herself to think on it, finding it difficult for her slowing
brain to keep up with such intricate thoughts. Instead she let
herself drift into a peaceful lull against Jasper, her hand
unconsciously continuing to trail along his abdomen as he read
to her in that manly timbre of a voice.
Over the time of his reading she did notice the way his body
drifted lower and lower, no doubt getting more comfortable as
his mind was contracting more sleep. Even his voice was dripping
with the tire his body felt, though it still remained nice to
listen to. “You’re sleepy...” She whispered, hot breath trailing
across his neck. Her hands continued that idle rubbing of his
stomach, perhaps making him even more tired as time slipped by.
Only about ten more minutes passed before she couldn’t take it
any more. With droopy eyelids Aoife reached her hand out,
dog-earing the corner before closing it, and tossing it to the
side. “Don’t leave, okay? You’re nice and warm.” The beginnings
of a smile tilted her words as she snuggled her body against
his, lending him her pillow--she wasn’t using it anyways,
Jasper’s chest provided a decent amount of comfort.
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Re: Aoife's Room
By: Renegade Date: October 27, 2014, 7:15 pm
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Of course it would have been awkward! Also, it would have been
entirely too bold for her. Jasper could picture Kaylee, or
Kadira asking such a question, but Aoife's face would glow in
the dark at the thought! He thought he noticed something
different in her voice, but he wrote it off as her sleepiness
and didn't give it a second thought.
Jasper had resolved himself to read until Aoife fell asleep, and
then return to his room as he had done the night before. But as
the woman continued to run her hand across his stomach, he found
himself growing tired just as quickly as she. She didn't
overlook this, and she made it known when she accused him of
being sleepy. He smiled, and nodded his head slightly, but
didn't stop reading. Not until she took the book from him and
moved it aside, telling him that she had had enough. She then
asked him not to leave, which caught him by surprise. Not that
he was sure he would have gotten up the strength to leave on his
own anyway. "Ok..." He told her, his right arm pulling her
closer as he settled onto her pillow.
The light was bothersome, but the light switch was too far for
Jasper to get up and go turn it off. If he did that, he might as
well have left for his own room. With a yawn, he spoke once
more. "Exhaurire lux..." And as soon as the words escaped his
lips, the lights overhead slowly went dark.
#Post#: 368305--------------------------------------------------
Re: Aoife's Room
By: Marcko Date: November 10, 2014, 7:17 pm
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Asking Jasper to spend the night with her was the biggest move
she’s ever made with the male species - not including those
written in a script. She felt so comfortable and at ease with
him, something she’s never felt with one of the opposite gender.
Besides, she was drunk on exhaustion and her consciousness was
totally screwed up, she was in no state to even care if she was
being too straightforward with him, though she’d definitely feel
the embarrassment in the morning. Aoife finally succumbed to
sleep as those foreign words left Jasper’s lips, the awkward
collection of syllables not even registering in her mind.
Aoife woke with something warm against her back and a weight
draped over her middle. It took a few minutes to realize what it
was. Her cheeks instantly flushed and her body tensed. If she
hadn’t been so warm she would’ve put some space between them -
he was like a heater for goodness sakes. Another few minutes
passed by before she finally moved, something ruining the mood.
I have to pee…
Aoife cringed at the thought, and with her bottom lip trapped
between her teeth she gently picked his arm up off of her and
slid out of the bed as smoothly as possible, which wasn’t as
graceful as she wanted. She ended up kicking his feet several
times, though she had high hopes she didn’t wake him up. With a
face on fire Aoife began sliding her last leg out of the
blankets, thoroughly embarrassed even though he was asleep. Had
the urge to tinkle not risen she would’ve pretended to be
sleeping just to stay close to him and be warm. Bodily functions
were so not romantic.
To make matters worse, as she was removing her foot she caught
the blanket on it, pulling the covers off of him. Well, he was
going to wake up now. No way to hide that.
With a hand covering her face in embarrassment Aoife padded, as
silently as possible, to the bathroom to relieve herself,
bumping her shoulder against the door frame with a solid ‘thud’
in the process.
“Ow…”
#Post#: 368308--------------------------------------------------
Re: Aoife's Room
By: Renegade Date: November 10, 2014, 7:47 pm
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Aoife's jostling around didn't wake Jasper. Not completely at
least. He did start to fade into consciousness for a moment when
the covers were pulled from his body, but he only released a low
moan and a yawn before turning on his side and quickly returning
to sleep. Aoife wouldn't suffer the embarrassment she feared.
Not yet at least...
#Post#: 368310--------------------------------------------------
Re: Aoife's Room
By: Marcko Date: November 10, 2014, 7:59 pm
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Aoife emerged from the bathroom after thoroughly washing her
hands, surprised to find Jasper still asleep, though that
thought only made her cheeks adopt an even darker shade. Not
wanting to wake him up for real this time she didn’t bother
putting the covers on, rather she rummaged around for clean
clothes and padded back into the bathroom to get ready for the
day. After a ten minute shower and doing whatever girly things
she needed to prepare herself, Aoife emerged from the bathroom
once again. Jasper was still asleep. Well, there was nothing
left to do but to wake him up…
Or at least she thought so until she remembered her promise of a
breakfast in bed. A quiet sigh left her lips, fingers running
through her damp hair as she made her way to the door, giving
the sleeping man a glare. She didn’t even remember why she
promised him breakfast, but she was roped into making the food
once again - not that she minded as she loved cooking.
The woman made her way downstairs, catching a glimpse of Sachiel
and Kaylee seated in the living room and sat in a very
compromising position. The sight made her cheeks burn again -
she could’ve walked in on them doing… inappropriate things!
In the kitchen she began making the food; and omelet with all
the dressings she remembered he wanted. With their food done she
was torn between making food for Sachiel and Kaylee. It would be
the right thing to do, but she didn’t want to offer it to them
while they’re still.. together. Things could be happening..
Another blush darkened her cheeks as she picked up the plates
and forks and dashed passed the living room as fast as possible
so as to not see anything, and made her way upstairs to her
room, cautiously opening the door. “Jasper.. Breakfast is
ready..”
#Post#: 368363--------------------------------------------------
Re: Aoife's Room
By: Renegade Date: November 11, 2014, 9:05 pm
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A long, moany yawn, and an exaggerated stretch were Jasper's
reactions to the smell of bacon and cheesy eggs as Aoife
returned to the room. When he finally opened his eyes to see a
fully dressed Aoife in the door, carrying breakfast, he smiled,
and sat up, leaning his back against the headboard. "Well good
morning to you too!" He said, patting the spot on the bed next
to him for her to join him for breakfast.
"This looks amazing!" He said with a smile as he looked at it.
"Not that I couldn't make it even MORE amazing, but good job
kiddo!" The teasing started early. So early, in fact, that he
still had on yesterday's clothes! He never got around to getting
undressed the night before, other than taking off his shoes. A
shower was definitely an immediate need. But before that,
breakfast. It would be in the middle of their meal that Jasper
spoke up. "You have to be social today." He said. He didn't look
up from his plate, or crack a smile. It was clear that he was
being completely serious. Aoife needed to get to know the other
housemates. Make some friends, accept that she was going to be
here for a whole year and only two days were out of the way.
This was something that she needed...
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